Immortal Cultivation: I Start by Checking In for an Immortal's Aptitude
Chapter 812

Returning to Nine Mysteries Palace: Was a Genius a Genius Wherever He Went?

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The airship did not stop at the port.

Leng Qianshuang's status was noble. Even disregarding her identity as a disciple of the Holy Lord, she was still Sage expert. Not to mention her extraordinary background, the port manager didn't even bother with inspection and let her pass directly.

The flying boat traversed the aerial route through Tianxuan Myriad Realms City, heading towards the large inter-domain teleportation array in the city center.

People occasionally peered out from the floating structures on both sides of the airway, but upon seeing the markings on the airship, they quickly retreated, their eyes filled with awe.

The inter-domain teleportation array is located in the central square of Tianxuan Myriad Realms City. It is a giant circular gate that is hundreds of feet high, with the gate frame carved from a single piece of eternal amethyst. The inside of the gate is empty.

Dozens of array cultivators stood guard around the teleportation array, led by the manager of the Eternal Chamber of Commerce. He bowed respectfully and then activated the teleportation array.

A purple vortex suddenly appeared inside the door, then expanded rapidly, swallowing the entire airship into it.

A moment later, the flying boat appeared above Nine Mysteries City.

The Nine Mysteries Palace floats in the clouds, still looking majestic.

Having witnessed the awe-inspiring Tianxuan Myriad Realms City, the crowd's reaction to the Nine Mysteries Palace was much more subdued.

It wasn't that the Nine Mysteries Palace wasn't magnificent enough, but rather that their perception had been completely refreshed by Tianxuan City, and they had gotten used to it.

Leng Qianshuang was the first to step off the flying boat, her long, silvery-white hair fluttering gently in the wind.

She glanced at the crowd following Han Xuanji out in single file, her gaze lingering on Little Gold for a moment longer.

Little Gold's cultivation level wasn't high, but even she found the aura of her bloodline somewhat interesting.

"Senior sister, thank you for your help these past few days."

Han Xuanji walked up to her and bowed respectfully.

Leng Qianshuang withdrew her gaze, glanced at him, and spoke in her usual cold voice:

"It's alright, I haven't had anything to do lately."

She paused, then added,

"Settle your people yourself. I'm leaving now. Contact me if you need anything."

After saying that, he turned and left, his silver-white figure quickly disappearing into the depths of the Nine Mysteries Palace's corridors.

Han Xuanji watched her leave, then turned and waved to the crowd, leading them toward the Dustless Palace.

The Dustless Palace is located to the east of the Nine Mysteries Palace. It was a palace that Mo Chenxiao specially allocated to Han Xuanji. Although it doesn't seem to occupy a very large area, once you enter, you'll find yourself in a completely different world.

Let alone these dozen or so people, even dozens of times more wouldn't be a problem.

Just as Han Xuanji led everyone into the Dustless Palace, a figure strode out of the hall.

Li Tiantong.

He walked quickly, almost forgetting to maintain his usual composed demeanor.

His gaze passed over Han Xuanji, over the Immortal Ancestor, over Yun Wuji and the others, and landed directly on the back of the crowd.

Supreme Dao Venerable and Primordial Beginning Dao Venerable...

Their eyes met in mid-air.

"Junior brother..."

The eyes of the Primordial Beginning Dao Venerable were already red.

He didn't say anything, but stepped forward, reached out, and patted Li Tiantong heavily on the shoulder.

The slap was so hard that Li Tiantong's shoulder slumped slightly.

Li Tiantong looked at his two elder brothers, his throat felt like it was blocked by something, and after a long while, he finally spoke in a hoarse voice:

"My two senior brothers..."

It seems like there are a thousand words to say, but in the end, it all boils down to four words.

"Haven't seen you for a long time."

The three stood facing each other, and everything around them fell silent.

No one came forward to disturb them.

Han Xuanji turned slightly to the side and gestured to the others, indicating that they should first go to the hall to settle down.

He will wait until the three of them finish speaking, but that doesn't require anyone else to be present.

Some words belong only to them.

Han Xuanji led the group through the front courtyard of the Dustless Palace and into the main hall.

The interior space was much more spacious than it appeared from the outside. The dome hung high, and the four walls were engraved with pale gold patterns of Principle. Underfoot were solid, smooth floor tiles, as clean as a mirror.

A dozen or so people walked in, but instead of feeling crowded, the hall seemed even more spacious.

Han Xuanji's disciples looked around curiously, their gazes lingering on the flowing patterns of Principle for a long time.

"Master..."

Lu Fan finally couldn't help but speak, his voice tinged with caution:

"This palace... could it be your territory?"

When he asked that question, he had already thought it through several times.

During the Chaos times, he had never seen his master in a state of disgrace.

Now that they've arrived on the Eternal Continent, their master still appears calm and composed, and his cultivation level isn't much higher than theirs.

Peak Eternal Dao Master, though stronger than them, wouldn't be strong enough to own a palace in a place like this, right?

Han Xuanji glanced at him, how could he not see what his disciple was thinking? He chuckled.

"This is the Nine Mysteries Palace, the main city of the Nine Mysteries Prefecture, so it is naturally not my territory."

Lu Fan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that he had expected this. No matter how powerful his master was, he couldn't have become a regional overlord so quickly.

He nodded and was about to look away when he heard Han Xuanji add another sentence in a leisurely manner.

"However, this is your grandmaster's territory."

Han Xuanji continued speaking, her tone calm:

" The Nine Mysteries Holy Lord Mo Chenxiao is my master after I came to the Eternal Continent. The Nine Mysteries Prefecture is his territory, and this Dustless Palace was also allocated to me by him. You can stay here for the time being."

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Then, a chorus of voices rose and fell.

" Holy Lord?"

Lu Fan's lips twitched, and he subconsciously started counting on his fingers, muttering, " Eternal Dao Master, Eternal True Lord, Eternal True God, Eternal Sage, Eternal Holy Lord..."

With each finger he cracked, his eyelid twitched. When he had cracked all five fingers, he froze on the spot.

After several breaths, he looked at the palace again with a surprised expression.

He had just been thinking that his master's cultivation wasn't that much ahead of theirs, but now things were different.

Their master's master was five major realms ahead of them.

The months they spent on the airship were not wasted; they had figured out the division of realms, its meaning, and what it meant to be Eternal Holy Lord.

Han Xuanji looked indifferent, as if everything was perfectly normal.

Lu Fan swallowed hard, thinking to himself: As expected of his master, he is always a chosen one wherever he goes, and his status has never diminished.

This level of sophistication has never been low.

Although the other disciples didn't have as much inner turmoil as Lu Fan, they couldn't hide the shock on their faces either.

Yun Wuji narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze sweeping over the area again, lost in thought.

He hadn't expected that his master would establish a firm foothold in the Eternal Continent so quickly.

"I knew I hadn't chosen the wrong master..."

Little Gold, Little White, and Xiao Hong exclaimed "Wow!" without any attempt to hide their admiration.

"Master..."

Lu Fan remembered something else, looked up, and asked curiously:

"That nun from earlier... what was her cultivation level? Was she also Holy Lord?"

" The Sage Realm Stage."

Han Xuanji said calmly.

Lu Fan opened his mouth, then silently closed it.

He recalled that he had once tried to use his Divine Sense to secretly investigate his aloof senior sister while on the flying boat.

Fortunately, before he could make a move, the other party glanced at him, and that gaze was so cold that it still sends chills down his spine when he thinks about it now.

Looking back now, that one glance was his lifeline.

At the Sage Realm Stage, with my limited cultivation, if I were to be disrespectful and offend someone, even my master's face wouldn't matter.

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