The key to the mysterious land of the Fallen Immortal

A heavy snow in the Chaotic Land fell from the depths of winter until the start of the new year.

There were few clear days.

Today's weather, however, was exceptionally clear.

The sun shone brightly, its rays illuminating the land, and the vast white snow began to melt.

Streams of snowmelt converged into small brooks, flowing into the distance.

On this day, two guests arrived at the Phoenix Feather Sect's mountain gate.

Of the two, one had a crane's hair and a child's face, possessing the demeanor of an Immortal, while the other was a youth, still somewhat naive but radiating heroism.

Dugu Feng looked at the current Phoenix Feather Sect with a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

He recalled that when he had previously come to the Chaotic Land, it was merely to revisit old haunts.

He sought to find traces of his past and reminisce about bygone days.

In a lush mountain forest, he and Zhong Qing met by chance, and he was immediately drawn to the young man's heroic spirit.

Later, upon learning of his extraordinary nature, he even entertained the thought of taking him as a Disciple.

It was a pity that he couldn't take him as a Disciple, which he considered a regret at the time.

Then, later, when he personally visited the Phoenix Feather Sect and had further contact, he finally realized that this was an existence he could no longer guide.

Then the two of them proposed a wager.

He confidently stated that his Disciple would definitely surpass Zhong Qing's Disciple.

The two sides even decided to compare their Disciples' rankings on the Heavenly Dao Rankings.

Now, thinking about it, Dugu Feng only felt a pang of embarrassment!

The kind of pain where his face was swollen from being slapped.

He himself couldn't compare to Zhong Qing, but his Disciple was also left far behind by Zhong Qing's Disciple, by more than a hundred thousand li.

Ten thousand!

Just thinking about Zhong Qing cultivating ten thousand Innate Dao Body Disciples still sent shivers down Dugu Feng's spine.

Is this something a person can do?

Even an Immortal descending from the heavens might only be able to achieve this much, right?

Hao Feng, Dugu Feng's Disciple, seeing his Master's somewhat dazed expression, couldn't help but say, “Master, aren't you here to fulfill your promise? Could it be that you've gone back on your word!”

Dugu Feng shook his head and laughed, “A gentleman's word is his bond, how could Master go back on his word!”

As soon as he said this, Hao Feng looked at his Master with a strange expression.

He had heard Uncle Wan Li say that his Master had owed over two million people a first-meeting gift.

Later, being unable to repay it, he could only run away.

Just last time, he even brought him to apologize at their doorstep.

Dugu Feng, being scrutinized by his Xiao Tu Di with such a look, instantly fell into some unpleasant memories.

He immediately scowled and said, “How can you question Master's actions.”

He waved his hand impatiently: “Later, when you go in with Master, remember to speak less and observe more, so as not to lose your manners.”

“Understood!”

Hao Feng replied.

At the same time, he secretly muttered to himself: Even if Master wanted me to be rude, I wouldn't dare!

Now, under Dugu Feng's guidance, his perspective and knowledge were no longer what they used to be.

This was a great man who could cultivate ten thousand Innate Dao Body Disciples.

He knew too well what that meant.

Not to mention that there would be no one after him, but he was definitely unprecedented.

In front of such a person, would he dare to be presumptuous?

As the Master and Disciple spoke, Dugu Feng had already stepped forward and negotiated with the gate-keeping Disciple, saying, “I am Dugu Feng, a good friend of your Master. Please convey a message, just say an old friend has come to visit.”

The gate-keeping Disciple knew Dugu Feng, and after agreeing, he quickly went to deliver the message.

Not long after, the gate-keeping Disciple, who had gone and returned, invited the two in.

Soon, when Dugu Feng arrived at the small courtyard where Zhong Qing resided, his heart was quite complex.

He had visited the Phoenix Feather Sect a total of three times!

But each time, he had a different feeling.

The first time, he felt that the Phoenix Feather Sect was just a local overlord Sect in the Chaotic Land, with some strength, but definitely not much.

The second time he came to the Phoenix Feather Sect, he believed that although the Phoenix Feather Sect had many Disciples, most of them were mediocre and unworthy of recognition.

The third time he came to the Phoenix Feather Sect, the Phoenix Feather Sect had already become the undisputed largest Sect in the entire Void Domain.

Its Disciples were even more talented, and any Disciple who could make it onto the Heavenly Dao Rankings would surely shake other great domains if they left.

It could be said that Dugu Feng, in a sense, could be considered a witness to the rise of the Phoenix Feather Sect.

It's just that the speed of this rise was truly too terrifying.

Leaving aside other things, just the growth of a Sect from a local overlord Sect in the Chaotic Land to the largest Sect in the Void Domain, without tens of thousands of years of accumulation and the efforts of dozens or hundreds of generations, it's unthinkable.

And Zhong Qing?

How long did he take?

Only a few months!

Those ten thousand-plus Innate Dao Body Disciples could not be cultivated simply through effort.

It could be said that every time he met Zhong Qing, the other party refreshed his understanding.

He wondered what kind of shock Brother Zhong Qing would bring him this time?

As he thought this, he gently knocked on the distant door!

“It is a joy to have friends come from afar, please enter!”

Zhong Qing's profound yet calm voice came from within the door.

As his voice faded, the tightly shut courtyard door opened with a creak.

Dugu Feng, with his Xiao Tu Di, stepped inside.

As the two entered the small courtyard, the courtyard door closed on its own without a breeze.

At this moment, Zhong Qing was sitting on a stone table in the courtyard, drinking by himself, looking quite content.

Ye Ji and Fire Enchantress stood behind him, motionless, like two sculptures.

Dugu Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of admiration when he saw the two women.

He only glanced at them, then quickly averted his gaze, shifting his focus to Zhong Qing.

“Brother Zhong Qing is truly at ease, this life is indeed enviable to this old man.”

“Please sit!”

Zhong Qing pointed to the stone stool opposite, inviting Dugu Feng to sit down.

After he sat down, Zhong Qing smiled and said, “Drinking alone, after all, loses some of the flavor of shared joy. Brother Dugu has come at just the right time, I have recently found some fine wine here, we can enjoy it together!”

“In that case, I shall not be modest!”

Dugu Feng responded with a chuckle.

After Zhong Qing filled a cup for him, the two clinked their cups and drank it all down.

“Good wine!”

Dugu Feng's eyes lit up.

“This wine is rich and long-lasting, leaving a fragrant aftertaste on the lips that is endlessly enjoyable. After entering the stomach, it feels like a raging fire burning, truly a supreme wine!”

Zhong Qing filled another cup for him.

Just like that, the two drank cup after cup, and the small courtyard was filled with a rich aroma of wine.

After a few rounds, Dugu Feng finally explained his purpose.

“It's shameful to say!”

“I, your elder brother, was so presumptuous as to try and compete with you, Brother Zhong Qing, and determine who was superior!”

“Now it seems, it was I who overestimated myself!”

“I came this time specifically to fulfill the wager from that day.”

As he spoke, he turned his wrist, and an object appeared in his hand.

It was a white fan-shaped unpolished jade.

It was crystal clear, emitting faint streams of light, with a misty Qi emanating from it.

It exuded an ancient, rustic, and mysterious charm.

“This is the key to the Fallen Immortal Secret Realm, please accept it, Brother Zhong.”

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