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After all, such an incident had already happened once before.

Once bitten, twice shy!

Would an enigmatic game run away? Isn't that abnormal?

Of course it's abnormal.

But this enigmatic game was not Tan Shuchang's personal property, and looking at the current situation, it could not be considered as part of Tan Shuchang's interest community either, so naturally, Tan Shuchang was not as concerned about it as before.

Moreover, Tan Shuchang had not spent much time in the world of this enigmatic game, less than a day, but after his return, he noticed some subtle changes had taken place in the Jiawu Realm.

As for how Tan Shuchang came to know of this?

It was related to a certain young girl who, riding on a sword light, deliberately flew away slowly.

Dongdong sent him a message, stating that all the major Immortal Sects had suddenly found out that news had emerged of Tan Shuchang preparing to summon the Nine Apertures Martial Demon to wreak havoc on the world.

All the major Immortal Sects dared not confront Tan Shuchang directly, and even because of Tan Shuchang, Luoja Mountain no longer dared respond to their Ancestor of the Dao who had ascended to the Land of the Four Pillars.

However, under such premises, the Loose Cultivators and those mortal Martial Artists dared to be filled with righteous indigation, raging with anger, as if they were ready to sacrifice their flesh and blood for justice.

This was obviously very abnormal.

Therefore, after learning of this, Tan Shuchang immediately realized that another kind of Nine Apertures Martial Demon he had envisioned was about to appear.

"Indeed, by inciting such manipulation, can the other party gain any benefits or advantages?" This was something Tan Shuchang could not understand.

After all, the cultivation world of the Jiawu Realm actually places great emphasis on bloodline.

Despite the coexistence of immortals and mortals, a mortal may spend his entire life striving with all his efforts, yet his limit might only be that of a Loose Cultivator. Those rare few who manage to enter an Immortal Sect could also end up being assimilated by the sect for the sake of benefits.

Thus, the anger of these Loose Cultivators and mortal Martial Artists actually had no significant meaning.

Might returns to oneself.

Tan Shuchang didn't even need to take action himself; he only needed to give a hint, and there would be many cultivators willing to resolve this issue for him.

After all, being the only person in the world who had attained immortality, with a lifespan far surpassing that of the cultivators in the true cultivation realm, even just securing a promise of protection from Tan Shuchang could ensure the peace of one's family for hundreds, or even a thousand years.

The descent of the Ancestor of the Dao was something currently only known by the top Immortal Sects and some affiliated sects with close relationships with the top sects. Most of the cultivators in the Jiawu Realm were unaware of the imminent descent of the Ancestor of the Dao.

Therefore, when someone willingly engages in something that seems to be of no significance, it must be because of some invisible benefits unseen by others.

With such thoughts, Tan Shuchang once again contemplated the "Twenty-Four Solar Terms."

This time, he only contemplated one solar term.

He intended to enhance his Daoist cultivation by another Jiazi cycle.

The perfect use of the Lotus Platform was unlikely, so he could only strive to enhance his strength as quickly as possible.

The October solar term, Cold Dew following White Frost.

What Tan Shuchang intended to contemplate was the White Frost solar term. He seemed to become forlorn in an instant, accumulating the coming coldness with the residual heat between heaven and earth.

But during this time of weathering cold amidst vitality?

However, when Tan Shuchang sensed that continuous thread of the life force, he knew he could not continue to contemplate any further.

He extricated himself from the state where he almost became one with heaven and earth, and true to his expectations, several months had passed because as soon as Tan Shuchang ended his contemplation, he discovered the enigmatic game calling out to him.

But Tan Shuchang ignored the call of the enigmatic game. Instead, he manifested himself in an undying blood form and summoned the Coexistent Blood Pool.

As the inexhaustible Blood Pool emerged, the eight Yin Gods that had already been refined instantly entered below the Lotus Platform, becoming the power source to lift the platform.@@novelbin@@

A moment later, Tan Shuchang seemed to have experienced a dream of times changing.

Then, after a careful sensation, he discovered that he had actually increased his Daoist cultivation by eighty-five years.

Nearly a half Jiazi cycle!

And as his Daoist cultivation reached two hundred and forty-five years, Tan Shuchang observed the world and indeed noted a few changes that had not been present before.

He could see the flow of Qi fortune.

So he immediately looked at himself, his Qi fortune towering like a pillar, flawless to the eyes, resembling a piece of exquisite jade.

Tan Shuchang couldn't help but nod slightly, clearly very satisfied with his own Qi fortune, which was not only thick and large but also stretched endlessly into the sky.

Such Qi fortune, he thought, should only befit the number one person of the current era!

Then, Tan Shuchang stepped out in one stride, his body shrouded in mist, and directly arrived at Heavenly Sword Mansion.

Originally, he had come to Heavenly Sword Mansion to inquire about the specific timing and the curious matter of the previous Loose Cultivators and ordinary Martial Artists, to see how far it had progressed.

The last task was to take a look at this young girl's Qi fortune and, by the way, to show her his own Qi fortune column that was thick, large, and long!

Well, really just by the way.

As someone who had become an Immortal, how could he be so idle as to compare this with a little girl?

However, upon his arrival at Heavenly Sword Mansion, Tan Shuchang saw a swath of purple mist shooting straight into the sky, and the purple light spread out, turning half the sky into a shade of purple.

"Qi fortune?"

Tan Shuchang was surprised, wondering if Qi fortune could be of different colors? The ancient texts had not recorded this, stating only that every person's Qi fortune was different: some were as fine as silk threads, while others towered to the heavens like pillars.

His was undoubtedly the latter, representing the Qi fortune of the strong.

But what about this magnificent purple color, the purple Qi fortune that dyed the heavens and earth? What was that all about?

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Tan Shuchang mused to himself with a murmur in his heart.

Although he had not learned about it from ancient texts, he could somewhat guess that this purple Qi fortune was likely a notch above his white Qi fortune.

After all, such a phenomenon did not seem inferior to the white Qi fortune.

While Tan Shuchang was pondering over this Qi fortune, Dongdong also hopped back from outside, and then caught sight of Tan Shuchang, who now stood as if an ethereal Immortal.

"Why have you come?" Seeing the familiar tall figure, Dongdong's face showed no change in expression, but the light in her eyes flickered continuously.

After all, such a neighborly big brother's appearance was most likable to young girls.

Not to mention that apart from that face, there was also his peerless cultivation level.

"I've finished a retreat, gained some insights, so I came down to take a look," said Tan Shuchang.

"Oh, you didn't come down because of the Mountain Sea Jiao in Black Heart Mountain?" Dongdong was a bit surprised.

Tan Shuchang then remembered that before he had left for that bizarre game world, he had casually left his "niece" at Black Heart Mountain, so he asked, "You're not saying that she's gotten into something again, are you?"

"No, after she descended the mountain, she began cultivating a waterway branch, connecting the waters of the Western Lakes with those of the Lingyue River," explained Dongdong.

At this, Tan Shuchang's mouth twitched.

Because that region was barren land stretched over ten thousand miles. Although there was an Immortal Sect within that area, there were hardly any people nearby, so he thought the impact should not be significant.

"No one stopped her?" Despite this, Tan Shuchang couldn't help but ask, since although this "niece" of his was relatively strong, there were many Cultivators who were more powerful than her.

"She was acting under your banner," explained Dongdong.

"..."

Tan Shuchang then understood the feelings of those pet-owning Immortals in the Journey to the West when they found out their pets had run out while they were away for just a short while.

So he said, "No matter, just consider it refining the bloodline within her body."

"No need to just consider, she now has two horns," Dongdong said, her face expressionless.

In the ancient texts, the Mountain Sea Jiao that fought with the Ancestor of the Dao was described with dual horns on its head, resembling but not truly a dragon, climbing to the heavens with its four claws, having three golden eyes, and its body stretching tens of thousands of miles.

Tan Shuchang was inwardly astonished but maintained an impassive facade, acting as if everything was within his expectations, thus remaining unshaken.

He then asked, "Speaking of which, whatever happened to the Loose Cultivators and those ordinary Martial Artists?"