Puji's smiling face was harmless to both humans and animals, looking like a gentleman. He was part of the Buddhist sect, not only having a good temper but also being unafraid.

After all, even if you annoyed people from Precious Light Temple, there wouldn't be a threat to life, and of course, no one would be foolish enough to provoke those powerful monks; that would be asking for trouble.

He brought two disciples with him. The older disciple was steadfast, every word and action conformed to Buddhist etiquette. However, the younger disciple Ming Ling looked around and giggled as he saw Wang Xuan.

"Wang Xuan, take your senior Puji to his seat. You've spent quite some time at Wuyou Temple, these days it's up to you to entertain them," He Fang instructed, and Wang Xuan nodded slightly.

"Universal Relief Bodhisattva, please! Senior brother, please, junior sister Ming Jing, please." Wang Xuan led the three forward. Creation Peak wasn't large, just seven hundred zhang tall, occupying an area of dozens of li.

Celestial Immortals could see the landscape extensively, Wang Xuan was familiar with Creation Peak, while Su Xiaowei curiously looked around, constantly asking Wang Xuan.

"Brother Wang Xuan, why are the stairs made of pure gold? They're so soft that one step leaves a mark." Su Xiaowei, weighing only a hundred jin, left a footprint on the golden steps with one step.

But Puji and others like Wang Xuan, being people who could defy gravity, walked lightly on the ground, able to tread on snow without leaving traces easily.

"No worries, it will recover on its own," Wang Xuan said.

Upon seeing the flock of Immortal Cranes raised by Hou Zhaohua, she wanted to ride one, because neither Wuyou Temple nor Precious Light Temple kept Immortal Cranes.

"Ming Ling, we'll be staying here for a few days, there's plenty of time to appreciate the scenery," Puji said, and Su Xiaowei stuck her tongue out without speaking.

She was just a bit excited, speaking so much only today.

"When there's time, I'll take you to see the Dragon Turtle and Giant Panda; feel free to use anything on the mountain without restraint," Wang Xuan said.

The hall's exterior was only a hundred zhang in length and width, but the interior space was exceptionally large. Wang Xuan led the three inside, found their seats, turned around, and appreciated the scenery of various peaks.

It seemed half an hour wouldn't be enough before all the guests arrived.

Hefang Mountain was the tallest, with the highest level of Spirit Plants. After touring it once, they returned to Creation Peak and the ceremony began.

The True Immortal Grand Ceremony wasn't as complex as imagined, far less elaborate than when Wang Xuan joined, there wasn't much ceremony, people simply gathered to celebrate and witness.

Hou Zhaohua, dressed in grand attire, appeared before everyone, toasting and speaking, accompanying He Fang as he conversed with each True Immortal.

The so-called True Immortal Grand Ceremony was essentially a means to spread the name of the newly-appointed True Immortal, Hou Zhaohua, through the mouths of various True Immortals. Fame is something that has to be collectively elevated.

With He Fang presiding, and at the heart of Immortal Martial Mountain, the banquet naturally proceeded smoothly. Before long, over an hour had passed, with delicious dishes on the table, but nobody focused on them.

...

After three rounds of drinking, Wang Xuan took Su Xiaowei to see the Dragon Turtle. Black and White Mountain wasn't far, just a few steps away, and they saw the Golden Turtle nestled inside its shell, hiding.

Wang Xuan patted it and said, "Why are you hiding? You're a bit too timid."

"Such a big turtle!" Su Xiaowei jumped up and down joyfully, seeing a turtle head with horns and tusks stretching out, staring at Wang Xuan.

Golden Turtle was trembling today, lamenting, "Why are there so many powerful ones? One after another coming over to tap my shell, several wanted to flip me over."

Normally staying at Black and White Mountain, it had seen many Earth Immortals and Celestial Immortals, but today it saw so many True Immortals, each with different looks.

"Why are you so scared? There are so many True Immortals at Immortal Martial Mountain, yet you're not scared," Wang Xuan said disdainfully.

"You're such a big guy, how come you're afraid?" Su Xiaowei comforted Golden Turtle.

"Of course I'm afraid, they look like they want to eat me, their eyes shining, it's weird." It was unaware that those True Immortals envied Wang Xuan, coveting it.

"Rest assured, there are Half-Step Immortals stationed at Immortal Martial Mountain; even if you grow for another few hundred years, you won't reach that level. As long as I don't speak, no one can take you away.

You're scaring yourself, really giving me face. Little Golden Turtle, you are of Dragon Species, your bloodline is pure and talent is strong, in the future, you will easily surpass those True Immortals.

..."

Wang Xuan's words reignited the spirit of the young Dominator; proudly carrying a mountain on its back, it trembled the earth with each step, as if inspecting its territory.

Seeing the several zhang-long Giant Panda, fluffy and extremely cute, Su Xiaowei's girlish heart seemed ready to fly, watching curiously.

There wasn't much to see at Black and White Mountain, but Su Xiaowei stayed the longest, looking at the sisters Shuishui, then back to Wang Xuan, glancing back and forth several times, shaking her head so much that Wang Xuan worried she would strain it.

"Brother Wang Xuan's maid is so pretty!" Su Xiaowei muttered.

"If she were ugly, why would I keep her by my side?" Wang Xuan stuffed a fruit into her mouth. Men are always focused, from teenagers to thousands of years old, they prefer young and beautiful women, never changing.

Many guests were also touring Immortal Martial Mountain, however many areas were prohibited from entry, and no one dared to trespass; some arrays, once activated, even True Immortals couldn't withstand.

While touring Frost Snow Peak, Su Xiaowei recalled the beautiful and classy elder sister, only she was a bit cold.

Outside Frost Snow Peak, several youths were wandering, one of whom stood out—a man with golden curly hair resembling a golden lion king, majestic and confident.

Earlier in the palace, an unpleasant scene unfolded; it was this Western young prodigy who fell in love with Lin Xiyue at first sight and confessed, but was coldly rejected.

To Lin Xiyue, so-called love at first sight was merely lust at first sight, without understanding her at all, only coveting her beauty and pursuing her as a means of conquest—to prove his strength and masculine charm.

Westerners express emotions directly and passionately, pursuing openly when they like someone, and furthermore, Andre, a True Inheritor of an Immortal Holy Land, famous in one area, thought his actions should yield results.

"Moon Fairy, Andre was presumptuous earlier. I shouldn't have embarrassed you in public; I'm willing to apologize. Could I meet you?" His Mandarin was perfectly fluent, as if he were native.

Unfortunately, Lin Xiyue's aversion to men far exceeded normal expectations, Andre had no hope of seeing Lin Xiyue, who was hostile to him.

Wang Xuan had seen such scenes dozens of times; Andre was just another failure, no surprise.

Several other youths were also prodigies following their mentors. They blamed Andre for angering Fairy Lin in public, leading her to decline further visits and return to Frost Snow Peak, refusing external visitors.

"Andre Knight, it's all your fault. To treat such a fairy, you should be like a gentle breeze, and now it's hard even to reach her, how can you impress Fairy Lin!"

"I don't need your pointers! Who do you think you are?" Andre sneered, speaking rudely.

The others were vexed, and under such provocation, conflict erupted.

Wang Xuan saw it and naturally couldn't ignore it, he stepped in single-handedly, thrusting his blade to separate the two sides.

"All of you are guests; why resort to fighting? How about sitting down to resolve this?" Wang Xuan suggested.

"This matter doesn't need your involvement. If there's trouble, we deal with it ourselves," Andre grunted, nevertheless intending to act, while the other two were equally indignant, determined to teach Andre a lesson.

"Not so; you can be injured, but you can't tarnish Immortal Martial Mountain's reputation; if word gets out, it won't be good," Wang Xuan said calmly.

"If you want to fight, wait until you leave Immortal Martial Mountain where no one can intervene; but here, I hope you remain peaceful."