Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1408 Perhaps there really is reincarnation in the Heavenly Dao
At this moment, in a plane of the Celestial Race in the Taihao Immortal Realm.

More than ten old monsters of the late stage of the Integration Realm of the Celestial Race were gathered in a magnificent house adorned with gold and jade. Their immortal energy flowed around them, making the air even more solemn.

The elderly man at the head of the group, with a full head of white hair, swept his piercing gaze over his clansmen, his voice carrying an undeniable authority.

"Still no trace of that kid...?"

"Reporting to Lord Huan, about a year ago, this boy's aura appeared in the small world, but recently it has become unstable, presumably on his way back to the Taihao Immortal Realm..."

The old monster who replied bowed his head, his tone tinged with caution.

Upon hearing this, the white-haired old man nodded slowly, his knuckles tapping lightly on the jade table, producing a dull sound.

"If this kid really returns to the Taihao Immortal Realm, where will he choose to settle down?"

"Reporting to Lord Huan, we deduce that he will still return to Shenshui Immortal City, where the Shenshui Immortal Sect has gifted him a cave dwelling, which is his only foundation in the Taihao Immortal Realm..."

The white-haired old man closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then opened them again with a deep look in his eyes.

"Have all the clansmen who came to accompany our kin from the upper realm gathered together...?"

"We have already spread the word among all our clansmen in the Taihao Immortal Realm, and most of them have already answered the call. The remaining few are still negotiating the terms..."

Upon hearing this, a trace of sorrow flashed in the old man's eyes, as if a thousand-pound burden was pressing down on his shoulders.

"Go and negotiate in person, and agree to even the most demanding conditions. Tell them that the sacrifice they made for the tribe will be etched in the hearts of every tribesman and will never be forgotten..."

At this point, the old man's gaze suddenly sharpened like a knife.

"This operation must be kept strictly confidential. Anyone involved who dares to leak even the slightest information will have their entire family and relatives executed..."

As soon as the words were spoken, the air in the study froze instantly, and the chilling killing intent made even the candlelight tremble slightly.

The Celestial Race is small in number and has always been united like brothers; there is never any record of the clan exterminating its own kind in its historical records.

"Lord Huan, you can rest assured. Our clansmen from all over the Taihao Immortal Realm have begun to move, and are secretly heading to the Quwu Star Region in stages and batches. We plan to lay out this grand scheme over several years, and we will not reveal the slightest flaw..."

Three years passed in the blink of an eye, and Su Fan's smuggling flying boat finally arrived at the Taihao Immortal Realm. Compared to the many twists and turns of his last smuggling trip, this journey was surprisingly smooth.

Perhaps because his days were so fulfilling, Su Fan barely noticed the passage of time. It wasn't until the flying boat landed at the airport of a certain immortal city and a knock came from the cabin door that he was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses.

In those three years, he hardly had a single day of free time.

Unfortunately, even with relentless practice of "Void Tracking" through the game interface, progress remained frustratingly slow.

Perhaps because this secret technique comes from the upper realm, it requires a thousand experience points just to get started, and three thousand to achieve minor mastery.

In addition, the use of secret techniques consumes a great deal of spiritual energy, so one can only practice a few times a day at most.

Su Fan knew this matter couldn't be rushed; only a slow and meticulous approach would suffice. However, it wasn't entirely without results.

However, it wasn't without any gains. Since mastering the secret technique to a minor level, he vaguely noticed that the spiritual energy required to perform it seemed to have decreased slightly. Although it was barely perceptible, it gave him more confidence.

He firmly believes that as long as he perseveres, he will one day be able to master this secret technique to the point of "subtlety" and even "evolution" and "true meaning".

It's just unknown how much experience is needed to reach the "microscopic" level; it's probably not enough without tens of thousands of experience points.

"Boom..."

The dull sound of the cabin door opening interrupted his thoughts as Su Fan and several other smuggled cultivators disembarked from the flying ship.

The airport plaza was teeming with people, and the noise was overwhelming, a cacophony of immortals' conversations and mythical beasts' cries blending together into a cacophony. He struggled to squeeze through the crowd and joined the long queue to enter the city.

Next, he still plans to go to Shenshui Immortal City, where his cave dwelling is located, which is also his only place of residence in the Taihao Immortal Realm.

Although the Celestial Race might summon powerful figures from the Upper Realm to deal with him, Su Fan had no intention of hiding or going into hiding.

Since this is a vast world, the Celestial Race has countless ways to find his hiding place, so it's better to just wait for them to come knocking on our door.

Moreover, with the "Void Tracking Technique" at his disposal, he finally felt more confident.

Even if the Celestial Race summons a powerful figure from the upper realm, their power will be greatly diminished due to the rules of spacetime, making it impossible for them to remain in the Celestial Realm for long.

This immortal city also has a stronghold of the "Blood Robe Tower". Following the address given by Steward Yusheng, Su Fan checked into an inn hidden in an alley.

Led by the waiter, he entered the guest room and sat cross-legged on the jade cushion in the hall.

Su Fan instructed Yaksha and Poison Fang to wake up the five cultivators who were sleeping in the coffins containing corpses, and then bring them to the guest room.

After a while, five figures staggered into view. They were the cultivators he had smuggled across the border. They had just woken up from their slumber and their eyes were still somewhat dazed.

"I've completed the deal and smuggled you into the Taihao Immortal Realm. This is a vast world; without proper identification, you'll find it impossible to move an inch..."

Su Fan got straight to the point, his voice calm and even.

Upon hearing this, the five exchanged glances, and each saw anxiety in the other's eyes.

One of the cultivators at the Refinement Realm stepped forward first and bowed deeply in respect.

"We are newcomers here and feel lost and helpless in this foreign land. We can only beg for your help..."

Another monk also bowed respectfully, his tone earnest.

"Fellow Daoist, please just ask for the resources you need, and we will do our utmost to provide them..."

Su Fan nodded slightly, flicked his finger, and a dark figure emerged from the void—it was none other than Steward Yu Sheng.

"These are people I smuggled in from the small world. Is there any way to help them resolve their identities...?"

Steward Yu Sheng pondered for a moment, then said, "The underworld of the Taihao Immortal Realm does have some ways to resolve identity issues, but they're all the kind that can't withstand scrutiny. However, they shouldn't be a problem for entering the city or using teleportation arrays and flying boats..."

Su Fan listened and then glanced at the people opposite him.

"Could you handle this for them? Just pay the market price..."

Upon hearing this, the five people were overjoyed, having already heard that the Great World had strict identity controls.
In fact, the group was already mentally prepared to be stabbed in the back.

But judging from Su Fan's words, he didn't intend to take the opportunity to kill them, which was something they hadn't expected at all.

He knew all too well that these five people were now like fish on a chopping board, and he could only swallow his anger and endure whatever they did to him.

But ever since he sent thousands of children back to their hometowns and unexpectedly gained the "Void Tracking Technique," he has had a vague feeling that it might be a reward from Heaven for the good deeds he had done.

Perhaps there really is a cycle of karma, so why do such a cruel thing as cutting off one's lineage?

Having understood Su Fan's idea, Steward Yusheng quickly arranged forged identities for several people through the "Blood Robe Tower" intelligence network.

With this identity, I can at least manage in the Taihao Immortal Realm for a while.

(End of this chapter)