Yellow Court Daoist

"Lu Qingfeng is impressive indeed!"

"This young man is extraordinary. Given time, his achievements will surely be boundless. The Luoxia Sect having such an individual—"

Yang Bufan suppressed his astonishment and anxiety.

His face did not betray his thoughts, and he cheerfully said, "Master Lu, if you find yourself at leisure, please come visit the Red Rainbow Sect. Elder Jue Ming holds you in high regard and has long wished to seek instruction in Artifact Refining Skill from you."

Yang Bufan was indeed no ordinary man.

Right in front of so many people from the Luoxia Sect, he attempted to entice talent on the spot.

"Elder Jue Ming?"

Lu Qingfeng was nonchalant inside.

He knew of this person, a Second Rank Refining Master in the Red Rainbow Sect, rather well-known across the Juyun Mountain Range.

However, the Second Rank Magic Artifacts refined by Elder Jue Ming didn't catch Lu Qingfeng's eye.

He was already a Fourth Rank Artifact Refiner; he was merely showing Second Rank abilities to avoid causing a sensation. In gaming, even Fourth and Fifth Rank Artifact Refiners had exchanges.

A guest of honor.

How could Elder Jue Ming, a mere mediocre Second Rank Artifact Refiner, possibly discuss the art of refining with Lu Qingfeng?!

"Very well, very well."

Lu Qingfeng brushed it off with a chuckle, not engaging further.

Seeing Yang Bufan persisted, Zhou Yuan stepped up and said with a loud laugh, "Brother Yang, you're being unfair, trying to poach in front of me, that's too much."

"Brother Zhou worries too much."

Yang Bufan's expression didn't change; he turned to Lu Qingfeng and said, "However, if Master Lu ever feels uncomfortable at the Luoxia Sect, feel free to spend some time at our Red Rainbow Sect."

Lu Qingfeng just smiled and didn't reply.

Seeing this, Yang Bufan turned back to continue his conversation with Zhou Yuan.

...

There were still two days before the Hundred Herbs Garden opened.

Lu Qingfeng wasn't in a hurry, entering the cave dwelling that the Luoxia Sect had established at Wind Roar Cliff. Sitting cross-legged with closed eyes, he actually entered the game to cultivate.

Three years and one month had passed in the real world, while three hundred and eight years had passed in the game.

Lu Qingfeng, needing to analyze and exchange Divine Skills, constantly enhanced various magical methods, thus remained in the Spirit Void Stage.

Now at seven hundred and sixty-six years old, he was not far from his life's limit.

"Considering the current situation, in the next life this Red Smoke Realm surely cannot be stayed in."

Lu Qingfeng sat at the mountain peak, with the Seven Birds beside him, continually calculating.

Hidden traces of all worldly affairs linger. By finding threads through divining, one could clarify connections and directly discern origins. With advanced skills in divination, leveraging calculated connections could reveal a glimpse into the future.

Observe the past.

Inspect the present.

Foresee the future.

The causes and effects, fortunes, and misfortunes of various affairs are right at one's fingertips.

Having cultivated the 'Seven Birds Small Divine Number' for hundreds of years, Lu Qingfeng didn't dare claim he could see past and future, but at least about matters concerning himself, he could predict with seventy to eighty percent accuracy.

Years ago, on a whim, Lu Qingfeng divined a hexagram and discovered an invisible giant web in the Universe, contracting and enveloping him. Within the net, there were auras of Divine Dao and Immortal Dao, with several Immortal Mountains faintly visible floating in the sea of clouds.

One of which, was quite familiar.

"Luo Fu Mountain!"

Though Lu Qingfeng had never visited, he knew that it was Luo Fu Mountain.

"This life, I started from Fufeng Mountain, went through East Prosperity Country, and lingered at the border of Yuanwu Country and Mountain Country. Deploying Divine Skills, I slew the Hun Mountain Demon King. I also engaged in Alchemy and Artifact Refining, leaving behind traces. In the Red Smoke Realm, where deities are three feet above, it's not impossible for the Luo Fu Sword Sect and other Immortal Sects to find out."

Lu Qingfeng's fingers flew rapidly, strands of blood mist shrouded his fingertips.

This was due to the excessive consumption of heart power, forcibly divining the outcome.

However, after such calculations, Lu Qingfeng saw the great net, the Immortal Mountain within the net, and several other Immortal Sects. Suddenly, the Red Sand River appeared, and twelve Du Tian Fierce Fire God Flags fluttered in the wind, shrouding Zhouyun Mountain…

"The crux of the matter lies here."

Lu Qingfeng opened his eyes and waved his hand, placing the Du Tian Fierce Fire God Flags in front of him. As soon as the twelve flags appeared, a strong sense of being watched descended upon him.

"Immortal Dao methods are truly indefensible."

Lu Qingfeng couldn't help but sigh.

He had possessed the Du Tian Fierce Fire God Flags for over nine hundred years, and until now, had only used them once three hundred years ago against the Hun Mountain Demon King, ultimately exposing himself.

The Du Tian Fierce Fire God Flags were Eighth Rank Magical Artifacts.

All twelve together were comparable to an Immortal Artifact.

Such a precious treasure was enough to suppress an Immortal Sect.

Not only did the two top Immortal Sects of Yuanwu Country not give up their search, even the Immortal Sects of Mountain Country and the Luo Fu Sword Sect of East Prosperity Country were investigating.

From this investigation, Lu Qingfeng found that he had a deep connection with the Luo Fu Sword Sect. Following the causal lines and pushing the derivation, the Luo Fu Sword Sect was the fastest to progress, only one step away from uncovering Lu Qingfeng's roots.

Even following this line, the details of Lu Qingfeng's several lifetimes of reincarnations could be thoroughly investigated.

"As expected, one should not reincarnate frequently in one realm."

Feeling the intense gaze, Lu Qingfeng shook his head.

It was also his oversight.

The Du Tian Fierce Fire God Flags, being Eighth Rank Magical Artifacts, were top-notch among mortals. The twelve flags combined into the Du Tian Fierce Fire Immortal Array could even unleash the power of a Heavenly Gang Immortal Device. Wouldn't all the top Immortal Sects in the Red Smoke Realm be tempted if they knew of this Magical Artifact's existence?

It was only a matter of time before he would be discovered.

"Although the Concealing Technique has some ability to conceal Heaven's secrets, it is fundamentally just an initial-level technique for concealing one's cultivation. Even pushed to a super-level by me, it's hard to block the investigations of top Immortal Sects."

Top Immortal Sects have Mahayana True Immortals in place.

If a Mahayana True Immortal were to use super-level or even Divine Power Level techniques for derivation, Lu Qingfeng would indeed have nowhere to hide.

"Be it as it may."

"The Red Smoke Realm teems with Immortal Sects, and although there are many opportunities for fate and fortune, most already have masters. As a mere Loose Cultivator who has left many traces here, reincarnating five times in just over a thousand years, even if the Immortal Sects have deep foundations, they would not easily overlook such great secrets once they learn of them."

"Better to leave early!"

Lu Qingfeng stood up, looking at the twelve Du Tian Fierce Fire God Flags with a trace of regret in his eyes.

Eighth Rank Magical Artifacts were rare in this world.

Had it not been for a stroke of fortune, Lu Qingfeng would not have possessed them at this moment. It was a pity that he had decided to reincarnate outside the Red Smoke Realm and thus could not take the Du Tian Fierce Fire God Flags with him.

"If I go to join the Luo Fu Sword Sect, revealing my identity from the Fourth Life, there might not be any calamity. But it ultimately feels improper."

"These twelve Du Tian Fierce Fire God Flags—"

With a wave of his large sleeves, the flags fell into a storage bag.

Lu Qingfeng took off from the ground, and alongside him, a Seventh-Order Iron Feathered Flying Eagle soared into the sky, disappearing with Lu Qingfeng.

…

Luo Fu Mountain.

This is a transcendent Immortal Mountain, where the gates of the Luo Fu Sword Sect are located.

On this day.

On the Returning Truth Peak, the newly appointed Peak Master was cultivating. Suddenly, a tunneling light swept by, revealing a figure on the mountain's waist, holding a storage bag.

Walking to the summit.

"Reporting to Master, there is a cultivator outside the Sect who claims to have previously received Master's kindness and has brought a treasure to repay the favor of that year."

The newcomer was a Jiedan True Man guarding the mountain gate. Upon seeing the middle-aged Daoist dressed in white robes and with a face as beautiful as jade, he unexpectedly called him Master.

The Jiedan True Man's Master, being a Peak Master, was indeed one of the few in the Primordial Spirit Realm.

"Repaying a favor?"

The Daoist opened his eyes and took the storage bag. The bag was crudely protected with a restriction to prevent it from being opened.

The Daoist stretched his hand and wiped it, breaking the restriction, and as his Divine Sense entered, his brows suddenly furrowed.