“Xiaowei, you must understand, this world is not as safe as you imagine. If you’re not strong, you will eventually encounter danger.

Of course, the scenery of this world is also far better than you can imagine.”

Suddenly, Wang Xuan held Su Xiaowei, leaping up. The massive force propelled them hundreds of meters into the sky, leaving a large pit as they ascended.

With Gang Qi underfoot like a staircase, Wang Xuan stepped higher and higher, as if walking in the air, like an Immortal climbing a heavenly ladder. Within just a few breaths, they were thousands of meters high in the sky.

His Gang Qi Wings flapped, keeping Wang Xuan suspended. Although these wings moved slowly, they had no problem staying aloft.

He and Su Xiaowei looked down upon the earth, and he asked, “Xiaowei, have you ever seen a view like this?”

Su Xiaowei shook her head.

She was very shocked now; she had never imagined being able to fly, nor had she thought Wang Xuan could traverse the sky like an Immortal.

It was all too dreamlike, hard to believe.

So Uncle Wang is this powerful.

“Once you enter the Mountain Gate, it won’t be many years before you can come up here on your own,” Wang Xuan said.

“Then I won’t look,” Su Xiaowei shook her head.

To become an Immortal, to fly through the sky and vanish into the earth, admired and envied by the world, is every young person’s dream; it represents freedom and strength.

But once up the mountain, too far from home, the people she wanted to see would no longer be around.

Wang Xuan looked down upon the land, taking in all the scenery, whether tall buildings or majestic mountains, everything seemed small from this height.

“In ten or twenty years, I might be standing in space, and in a hundred years I might be among the stars light-years away.

By then, the scenery I can see, you might never see if you remain in the mundane world.

Newly becoming an Earth Immortal, one can live for a thousand years. Ordinary people, living to a hundred, already consider themselves to have lived in peace.

How many years do you want to live?

If you don’t work hard at cultivation, in hundreds of years, you might have become an old woman with white hair and wrinkled skin, while I remain the same. Do you want me to see you to your grave?

It might be less than that; in just ten or twenty years, we might have nothing to say to each other, the gap too large, everything I say to you will be like playing music to a cow.

Growing apart, only to become more distant over time.”

Growing old, having nothing to say, becoming strangers.

Su Xiaowei couldn’t imagine that they would become like that in the future.

After becoming a butterfly, will it still play with caterpillars?

A flood dragon may dwell with a python, but can a dragon cohabit with a python?

Wang Xuan stretched out time, letting Su Xiaowei face the results of decades or a hundred years later, by then things would not be what they are now.

People always change.

After a long silence, Su Xiaowei finally spoke, “Do you really want me to go?”

“I can’t choose for you, I can only offer advice. If you don’t want to go, no one can force you,” Wang Xuan said.

Su Xiaowei’s face was serious: “I know you wouldn’t lie to me, and your words are for my good.

I am willing to go to the Precious Light Temple, to see the scenery you mentioned.”

“Three days from now, I’ll personally take you to the Precious Light Temple,” Wang Xuan said softly.

Reclaiming the Gang Qi Wings, the two of them plummeted from the sky, like skydiving without any protection, thrilling and exhilarating.

The wind howled, Su Xiaowei clinging to Wang Xuan’s neck, as if they were the only two people between heaven and earth, tears falling from her eyes.

She felt that Wang Xuan was throwing her away, and throwing her very far, making it difficult for her to return.

But she also had to leave for her own future.

Because his figure was too towering.

Standing by his side, he covered her entire sky, preventing her from seeing other beauties.

Green mountains and rivers, the setting sun on the desert, so many beautiful scenes await her to see, rather than guarding a mountain that can only be missed but not spoken of, a mountain that can never be left.

“What? You’re going to the Precious Light Temple?”

In the evening, after Bai Yuzhen returned home, the three women, big and small, sat together, and Su Xiaowei announced the news.

Bai Yuzhen felt inexplicably emotional. She had known for a few months that an Immortal wanted to accept Su Xiaowei as a disciple but hadn’t yet forced her to go up the mountain.

That Immortal, she thought, should be an Earth Immortal; that was already the highest level she could imagine, the top power openly known in Yuzhang City was merely an Earth Immortal.

She just hadn’t expected that the Immortal’s Mountain Gate would be a Holy Land like the Precious Light Temple, Xiaowei’s luck was too good! Her talent was too good.

“Three days later? So soon.”

Suddenly facing separation, Bai Yuzhen and Su Qiubai were reluctant to part; they had lived together for years, becoming each others’ final support.

“Yes, I’m leaving,” Su Xiaowei said softly.

Youth is always saddened by parting; she was no different.

Bai Yuzhen’s eyes also turned red, smiling with force: “This is a good thing, once you go to the Precious Light Temple, you might become a Female Bodhisattva in the future, having such good fortune in the Su Family, it’s truly illustrious.

At that time, your aunt and Qiubai could also benefit a little. What’s that saying? One in the Dao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven, we two will also be relatives of the Immortal.”

“Yes, yes, by then, I can also say my sister Su Qiubai is an Immortal! A Bodhisattva!” Su Qiubai said with a laugh, unwilling to let go of her sister’s hand.

Su Xiaowei forced a smile; once she achieved success in learning, her loved ones would probably already have grown old?

An Immortal with a flick of a finger for ten years or a hundred years, but how many decades does her aunt or Qiubai have? Will they have married and had children in those ten years?

Thinking of this, she felt even more reluctant.

But in the end, she had to leave.

What she wanted to compete for was time decades or even centuries later; for the future, what couldn’t one pay a little price for?

In the following three days, Bai Yuzhen took leave to accompany her two nieces, going out to eat and drink, taking many photos as mementos.

After Su Xiaowei processed her suspension from school, it stirred up a commotion. The teachers were reluctant to let go of such a good student, and the male classmates reluctantly let go of their goddess.

But upon hearing that Su Xiaowei was entering a Mountain Gate to become a disciple, they had nothing more to say, because regardless of the Mountain Gate, there were Immortals.

A disciple of an Immortal was far more valuable than a top student.

Wang Xuan opened a jar of Spirit Wine, drinking it left a unique taste. For cultivators, wanting to get drunk, high-proof alcohol wouldn’t work, only Spirit Wine or Immortal Wine brewed from Spirit Essence would have an effect.

After drinking for a while, he was only slightly tipsy. His physique was too strong, and the Spirit Wine’s effect was only slight.

Halfway through the wine, Gai Feixian appeared in front of him.

“Yo, drinking alone, isn’t that boring? Drinking with a story goes down better.”

Wang Xuan glanced at him: “Wanting to mooch some wine? I have wine, do you have a story? Tell me some tragic unforgettable tale and let me have a laugh.”

“You, like this, will easily have no friends,” Gai Feixian smacked his lips.

“Weaklings aren’t qualified to be my friends.”

Wang Xuan’s words left Gai Feixian speechless. With a wave, a pile of Celestial Treasure fragments appeared on the lawn.

“The items you wanted, I’ve brought them. It cost me a lot of effort, thickened my skin, quite a shame for such a graceful man, having to scrounge like a beggar for some junk.”

Gai Feixian sighed. If he were begging for an Earth-grade Celestial Treasure, that’d be reasonable, fitting for his status, but it was these worthless remnants.

Only then did Wang Xuan’s face show a smile, throwing the wine jar in his hand to Gai Feixian: “Join me for a drink.”

Saying this, he began sorting through these 300 remnants one by one, examining them all. Gai Feixian hadn’t fooled him.

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