Chapter 1214

Chapter 1214: Heavenly Dao Gate

"This kid finally came out; hurry and summon him back. I want to see how much he’s grown over the years," Xu Fan said with a smile.

At that moment, the live broadcast of the great battle shifted its focus to Wang Xiangchi.

He was currently facing dozens of Hidden Spirit Sect Disciples alongside his loyal disciple.

If it weren’t for Han Feiyu’s powerful sword formation protecting them, they would have been eliminated long ago.

By now, the battlefield was littered with disciples who had lost their ability to resist.

Grape had gently picked them up and arranged them in neat rows on the ground.

They lay there, quietly watching the battle raging in the sky.

In a distant, silent star region, Jian Wujie, who had just emerged, felt as if the world had abandoned him.

“I wonder how my Master and fellow disciples are doing. This time, I’ve received the inheritance of the Great Saint of Swordsmanship and reached the peak of the Golden Immortal realm.”

“When I return to the sect, I’ll surely make great strides!”

As soon as Jian Wujie stepped out of the secret realm, his first thought was of the sect.

Just as he was figuring out how to teleport to the Wood Origin Immortal Realm, a glimmer of Holy Sun power appeared, and a teleportation portal materialized before him.

“Enter the portal to return to the Hidden Spirit Sect. The Grand Elder summons you.”

A voice that was both familiar and strange reached Jian Wujie’s ears.

After a moment, he realized it was Grape’s voice.

“How is the sect doing now?” Jian Wujie calculated that he had spent ten thousand years in the secret realm.

“Very well~”

As soon as Jian Wujie stepped into the portal, he found himself standing before Xu Fan.

Jian Wujie was first captivated by the surroundings, then sensed the Xuanhuang aura and Primordial Purple Qi in the air.

The familiar feeling made it seem as if he had returned to the secret realm once again.

“You must have faced many hardships in the secret realm over the years,” Xu Fan said, sensing Jian Wujie’s aura.

At that moment, Jian Wujie snapped back to reality and quickly bowed to Xu Fan.

“Greetings, Master Ancestor~” Jian Wujie said excitedly.

“No need for such formalities. Over the years, you’ve received the inheritance of the Great Saint of Swordsmanship. How much of it have you comprehended?” Xu Fan asked.

“I’ve only barely grasped half of the Great Saint’s inheritance and reached the peak of the Golden Immortal realm,” Jian Wujie replied, estimating that his current level would place him among the top ten thousand in the sect.

“Reaching this point on your own is no small feat. From now on, work hard to keep up with your brothers and sisters,” Xu Fan said with a smile.

Hearing Xu Fan’s words, a look of surprise crossed Jian Wujie’s face.

Keep up with his brothers and sisters? Was Master Ancestor not satisfied with his current cultivation level?

With a heart full of questions, Jian Wujie returned to his cave dwelling.

By then, the battle had ended, and the disciples, having vented their frustrations, returned to their own cave dwellings with satisfaction.

As soon as Han Feiyu stepped out of the chaotic world, he got a message from Jian Wujie.

"Junior Brother Wujie is back!" Han Feiyu said with excitement.

When the two met, Jian Wujie immediately sensed the aura of a Great Luo Saint coming from Han Feiyu.

"Brother, you’ve reached the Great Luo Stage?!" Jian Wujie exclaimed in surprise.

"I just broke through not long ago; my cultivation was almost left behind by the others," Han Feiyu replied.

Looking at Jian Wujie’s peak Golden Immortal cultivation, Han Feiyu couldn’t help but smile. "Wujie, that inheritance you received is truly something. In such a short time, you’ve already reached the peak of the Golden Immortal realm."

"From the swordsmanship aura I sense, you’re probably close to breaking through to the Great Luo Saint realm, aren’t you?"

"I’m still a bit short, not quite at Brother’s level," Jian Wujie said with a touch of sadness.

As he learned more about the current state of the sect, his emotions became even more complicated.

It felt like selling his house to start a business, thinking he’d return in glory, only to find the money he earned barely enough to buy back his old home.

"Don’t be disheartened. Once you claim your sect benefits, it won’t be long before you reach the Great Luo Saint realm," Han Feiyu reassured him.

"I’ll go pay my respects to Master first. After that, I’ll enter seclusion and won’t come out until I break through to the Great Luo Saint," Jian Wujie said determinedly.

Meanwhile, as Xu Fan and his wife were wandering around Hidden Spirit Sect, a black palace slowly approached the sect.

"Master, the Heavenly Dao Gate is here to visit," Grape’s voice chimed in.

"Isn’t that the top sect under the Yuanshi Sect?" Xu Fan mused.

"Yes, the Heavenly Dao Gate is based in the Demon Domain and is the strongest there," Grape confirmed.

"Judging by the way they’re approaching, it seems like they might not have the best intentions."

"Let them in."

In the guest hall, Xu Fan met two Great Saints from the Heavenly Dao Gate and the Lord of the Demon Domain.

The Lord of the Demon Domain, clad in a black robe, looked at Xu Fan with keen interest.

"Would you be interested in becoming my deputy in the Demon Domain? Once we unify the Three Thousand Realms, I’ll give you half of the territory," he offered.

As chaotic Demonic Energy began to seep into the space of Hidden Spirit Sect, Xu Fan smiled and raised his hand slightly, effortlessly suppressing the energy radiating from the Lord of the Demon Domain.

"Thank you for the offer, but Hidden Spirit Sect has no interest in conquest. We simply wish to live peacefully in the Three Thousand Realms," Xu Fan replied politely.

"Hmph, these days, any human race with a bit of strength just wants to settle down and live a quiet life," the Lord of the Demon Domain said with a hint of frustration.

"If our human race could unite, unifying the Three Thousand Realms would be no problem."

Xu Fan simply smiled and shook his head.

"We’ve come to see the strength of your sect’s disciples," the Lord of the Demon Domain continued.

"The last time I met Huang Shan, he claimed that the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Gate are no match for those of Hidden Spirit Sect."

"Since we’ve crossed paths at the Myriad Tribes Conference, let’s have a proper exchange," he proposed.

"An exchange?" Xu Fan thought for a moment.

One of the Great Saints in a black dao robe beside the Lord of the Demon Domain spoke up, "Of course, an exchange between our sects should have some stakes."

"My Heavenly Dao Gate will offer 5 Primal Spiritual Treasures and 1,000 high-quality Postnatal Spiritual Treasures as the prize."

Hearing this, Xu Fan chuckled. "In that case, Hidden Spirit Sect will also offer 5 Primal Spiritual Treasures and 1,000 high-quality Postnatal Spiritual Treasures as the prize."

"To encourage a healthy exchange between our disciples."

Xu Fan agreed to the exchange, not because he underestimated the Heavenly Dao Gate, but because he wanted to teach his disciples a lesson—that there’s always someone stronger out there.

Besides, since Hidden Spirit Island left the Wood Origin Immortal Realm, it had been a long time since they’d interacted with disciples from other sects.

"Most of my sect’s disciples are in seclusion right now. How about we schedule the exchange for a month from now?"

"Agreed."