"Hahaha! The age should be counted from the third life!"

"I am certainly of a higher generation than you. Why don’t we argue about it? Don’t cry and call me ancestor later!"

"You Immortals truly have no demeanor, threatening a little cultivator like me."

"Moral coercion?" Wang Jixuan said leisurely, "I am not old, neither is my mind, and I have countless wonders in my heart! Come, I give you this."

He handed the jade talisman given by Bai Gu to Murong Zhengyi.

"Inside are some methods of cultivation and insights on cultivation, given by a senior.

"His intention seems to be to see if you, cultivators who should have died, can truly establish yourselves in the Immortal Realm, and become variables that affect Heaven and Earth.

"Remember, Zhengyi, you are not alone, you are part of a group. Never underestimate the power of the collective."

Murong Zhengyi was visibly moved, raising his hand to take the jade talisman from Wang Jixuan.

Amina, dressed in a pink immortal dress, maintained the appearance of grand elegance and charm, standing silently ahead.

Murong Zhengyi sensibly stopped his pace.

Wang Jixuan said, "That senior has already gone to help you construct the large array, he will directly send you there later. I will embark on my journey soon, remember... you are not fighting alone, you are part of a group in the battle."

Murong Zhengyi vigorously nodded, "Senior, will we meet again?"

"We will meet if fate allows! I believe in you! Murong Zhengyi!"

Wang Jixuan vigorously waved his hand.

Murong Zhengyi stood on the small path, holding the jade talisman, watching this handsome new Immortal walk alongside the elegant and beautiful fairy into the misty rain.

He knew there was still some time before they parted, but it felt like a farewell.

Then, Murong Zhengyi sighed softly, pondering over these words in his heart, only when Wang Jixuan and Amina had left far away did he bow his head in a Daoist bow.

"Thank you, Jixuan Taoist."

Two months later, Murong Zhengyi and two hundred thousand cultivators were directly sent to a beautiful valley.

They were still unclear about the situation, but learned that the outer large array couldn’t be accessed for a hundred thousand years.

Here, there was fertile land, planted with various Immortal Herbs, and abundant treasure mines, with hundreds of interweaving spirit veins underground.

Like a treasure land idle for tens of thousands of years.

They settled down and devoted themselves to cultivation. Within a few years, there were Mahayana cultivators undergoing Crossing Tribulation and Ascension.

The cultivators not only focused on their cultivation but, under Murong Zhengyi’s leadership, actively sought Daoist couples, and strived to procreate, rapidly developing a large workshop-like town with its own ecosystem.

Murong Zhengyi’s cultivation also advanced greatly, becoming Immortal and firmly sitting in the leadership position.

Over thousands of years, the valley saw a surge of True Immortals, Murong Zhengyi had touched the threshold of Heavenly Immortal, while the dwelling within the large array became crowded, as there were simply too many people here.

Unable to leave, they unexpectedly began to implement ’planned’ procreation, as the number of Immortals kept growing. They planned to establish an organization, swearing it to be a colossal entity counterbalancing the Dark Sect and Tianluo, with a basic principle of fighting the Dark Sect to the end...

...

Present World.

Using Wang Jixuan’s departure to the past as the baseline for the Present World.

Han Xiao of the Eight Immortals of the Firmament stood on a Treasure Ship, contemplating why a mere Heavenly Immortal like him would receive a personal summons from the Alliance Hierarch.

The Treasure Ship drifted along an underground river, here, the immortal sense was suppressed internally, the sight was just patches of mist, only this Treasure Ship could lead him to the headquarters.

Han Xiao couldn’t help but reflect... what bad deed had he committed recently?

No, the last time he went out was a year or two ago, just following orders to visit the Endless Star Sea, at a Forbidden Land, where he found a good younger brother, and got along well with him, but unfortunately, this younger brother chose Tianluo over their Thousand Generation Alliance.

Upon returning, as per the Thousand Generation Alliance rules, he wrote the task process into a Jade Scroll and placed it at the entrance of his affiliated branch hall.

What’s going on?

Dong dong!

A drum sound from up front brought Han Xiao back to his senses.

Han Xiao quickly tidied his attire, looking ahead at the fog clearing, the underground river reached the surface, entering a picturesque valley.

Han Xiao had been to the headquarters several times, didn’t look around much, directly jumped onto the port, offering a bow to his waiting master and senior uncle ahead.

"Disciple greets Master! Greets Senior Uncle!"

The two old golden immortals waved their hands. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"Come, this time the Alliance Hierarch personally summoned you, think carefully before speaking, don’t speak recklessly."

"Disciple wouldn’t dare."

Han Xiao cautiously moved closer, softly asking:

"What’s going on? Did this disciple do something wrong?"

The two old golden immortals exchanged a puzzled look.

"We don’t know either, were just closing in seclusion and directly pulled out by several of your ancestors."

"Very rare for the Alliance Hierarch and several Supreme Elders to be so agitated."

"The Alliance Hierarch seems to have seen the jade talisman you submitted recently, chanting the word Mu Dan..."

Han Xiao was briefly startled.

Mu Dan, Wang Dao You’s ingenious maid.

No, what connection could an ingenious maid, far away in the remote corners of the Endless Star Sea, have with their Thousand Generation Alliance’s Alliance Hierarch and Supreme Elders?

No wonder he’s the man who could provoke the Dark Sect Heavenly Dao’s kill order!

Han Xiao’s heart was filled with suspicion as the two golden immortals soared, leading him toward the valley depths.

Just before landing, Han Xiao glanced at the left cliff, which had signs undergoing yearly renovation.

It was a very simple sentence, so simple that when Han Xiao was young, he felt this sign should be in classical literature.

It says:

"You are not fighting alone; you are part of a group fighting together."