Nuwa, the goddess of immortality, said that cultivating immortality does not require spiritual energ

The sacred land of Confucianism, a tranquil city whose size can only be described as miniature even in the vast heavens.

Due to the intense fighting at the front, most of the Confucian cultivators above the Earth Immortal realm went to the battlefield or assisted elsewhere. The number of permanent cultivators in the city was already small, and now more than half of them have left, making the entire holy land appear exceptionally quiet and desolate.

Stepping out of the teleportation array's light, Li Yanran and Wang Zhiheng found themselves in the bluestone square at the center of the city.

Their eyes were immediately drawn to a majestic stone statue.

It is a stone statue of an old man, about ten meters tall, with a kind and gentle face.

What is striking is that behind the statue, a dazzling halo formed from pure and powerful faith floats quietly, its holy radiance flowing, giving the entire statue an indescribable aura of sacredness and solemnity.

Just by gazing at the stone statue, Wang Zhiheng felt a strange clarity in his heart, as if some lingering thoughts had become more transparent.

"Yanran, this... must be the sage and teacher of Confucianism?" Wang Zhiheng asked in a low voice, his tone filled with respect.

He learned about this legendary figure when he transferred to the Confucian Academy in the mortal realm.

The sage who founded Confucianism did not actually reach the level of a sage, but in the hearts of countless Confucian disciples, his status is no less than that of a true sage.

The reason is that before his appearance, there was no Confucian school in the Three Realms, let alone the Confucian way of cultivation.

He single-handedly created the Confucian principles, the path of immortality, and even the system of the Way of Heaven from scratch.

Ultimately, in order to pave a broader path for those who came after him and to attempt to open up the great Confucian way, he chose to embody the Way by himself, dedicating his entire being to the path he created and building a bridge for future generations to reach a higher realm.

Looking at the long-unseen stone statue, Li Yanran's eyes filled with warmth and reverence. She nodded gently, "Yes, this is our Confucian sage and teacher."

"Alright, there will be plenty of time to admire and appreciate it later."

A voice filled with laughter came from behind.

A figure dressed in white, exuding a free and easy demeanor, slowly approached:

"Come home with me first. Although Mother hasn't come out of quarantine yet, Father and the other elders are waiting."

Seeing her brother, Li Yanran was somewhat surprised: "Big brother? Weren't you stationed in Xingluo City? How come you have time to come back?"

Upon hearing this, Li Wuyou wore a helpless expression: "My dear sister, you haven't been home for so long. As your older brother, I can't even take leave to visit you and pick you up?"

"I think she's taking the opportunity to slack off, isn't she?" Li Yanran winked mischievously, giving her a knowing look.

Li Wuyou was taken aback, shook his head irritably, then turned his gaze to Wang Zhiheng, looked him up and down, a satisfied smile spreading across his face, and patted him hard on the shoulder:

"Not bad, not bad at all! It hasn't been long, and your strength is almost catching up to mine!"

Li Wuyou is at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal realm, while Wang Zhiheng is at the early stage of the Heavenly Immortal realm. Although there is a small difference in their realms, they are both at the same major realm and can be considered to be on the same level.

"Brother Li, you flatter me. I am far from worthy of your praise," Wang Zhiheng said modestly, shaking his head.

He knew that the difference between himself and Li Wuyou was not only in their cultivation levels, but also in their accumulated experience, supernatural powers, and magical treasures over the past two hundred years.

But he was not discouraged; he was not yet thirty and had a bright future ahead of him.

"Humility is a virtue, but too much of a good thing can be bad. Let's go home first." Li Wuyou smiled and led the way.

Li Yanran and Wang Zhiheng exchanged a smile and followed.

On the other side, Lu Qingshuang followed the fairy in green to a city called Hanyue City.

Outside the city, one could vaguely sense a chilling aura and energy fluctuations—that was one of the front-line battlefields where the Chaos Beasts clashed.

However, Lu Qingshuang was not sent directly to the battlefield, but was led to the most solemn and central city lord's mansion.

Here, she will formally meet her master—the real Chang'e Fairy—for the first time.

The palace was bathed in a soft, flowing light, as if the moonlight itself had solidified.

The fairy Chang'e wore a flowing fairy dress with a blue and white gradient. Her face was exquisitely beautiful, and her temperament was as aloof as the bright moon hanging in the sky. She was a perfect being untouched by the world.

Lu Qingshuang respectfully bowed deeply: "Disciple greets Master."

This was the first time she had seen her master's true appearance. Previously, the divided soul residing in her sea of ​​consciousness had always appeared as a hazy, full moon.

Although she was amazed by her master's stunning beauty, Lu Qingshuang was not particularly moved. After all, having seen Qin Le's perfect face for so many years, her aesthetic standards had been raised to an absurd level.

In her heart, no one in the Three Realms could probably compare to Qin Le in terms of pure beauty.

"No need for formalities." Fairy Chang'e's voice was clear and pleasant as she slightly raised her hand: "From now on, you will reside permanently in Cold Moon City, focusing on your cultivation, and you can also participate in the city defense battles for training."

After speaking, she gently waved her hand.

A gentle, bright moonlight emerged from between Lu Qingshuang's brows, slowly drifting out and disappearing into the forehead of the fairy Chang'e—this wisp of soul that had accompanied and taught Lu Qingshuang for many years had now successfully retired and returned to its original form.

The separation of the soul has a negligible impact on an existence like Chang'e, but since the disciple has already ascended, there is naturally no need to keep him.

"Disciple will obey Master's orders," Lu Qingshuang replied respectfully.

Chang'e nodded slightly and looked at the fairy in green standing to the side: "Qinghan, arrange accommodations for Qingshuang and inform her of the affairs of the city."

"Yes, Palace Master." Fairy Qinghan respectfully accepted the order.

Afterwards, Fairy Qinghan led Lu Qingshuang away from the main hall. As they walked along the corridor, she explained to her in detail the layout, rules, duty system, and things to pay attention to in Hanyue City.

Lu Qingshuang listened attentively, and when she encountered something she didn't understand, she humbly asked for clarification, which Fairy Qinghan patiently answered one by one.

When she arrived at the elegant courtyard prepared for the core disciples in the city, Fairy Qinghan stopped.

After hesitating for a moment, she whispered a reminder: "By the way, there is one person you need to keep an eye on."

Lu Qingshuang looked puzzled: "Please enlighten me, Fairy."

"It's your senior sister, Nangong Yu." Fairy Qinghan gave a wry smile. "She... has a rather unique personality. If you meet her in the future, just be careful."

Unique personality?

Lu Qingshuang's curiosity grew even stronger, but seeing that Fairy Qinghan seemed reluctant to speak further, she suppressed her urge to ask and instead cupped her hands in greeting, saying:

"I have remembered it, thank you for your guidance, fairy."

Although she didn't know exactly how unique this senior sister was, since Fairy Qinghan had specifically reminded her, she might not be easy to get along with, and might even be intentionally making things difficult for the new junior sister.

However, Lu Qingshuang was not afraid; she had her own confidence and way of handling things.

After Fairy Qinghan left, Lu Qingshuang began to tidy up her new residence.

However, she had only tidied up halfway when she sensed that the protective array of the courtyard had been activated.

Pushing open the door, she saw a woman in a fiery red dress, with bright and flamboyant eyes, standing in the courtyard, staring at her without any attempt to hide her gaze.

When the woman saw Lu Qingshuang, she gave a bright but somewhat troublesome smile.

"You must be Junior Sister Lu Qingshuang? I'm your Senior Sister, Nangong Yu." Her tone was cheerful, even a little eager.

Lu Qingshuang was slightly surprised, but still greeted them politely, "Hello, Senior Sister Nangong."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yu wrinkled her nose and muttered under her breath, "Why does Master always like to take in such well-behaved and aloof junior sisters..."

She shook her head, her smile unchanged, and went straight to the point: "Forget it, never mind! Junior Sister, let's go have a fight!"

Lu Qingshuang: "...???"

She was genuinely stunned, wondering if she had misheard: "Senior sister, could you tell me... why the fight?"

To challenge someone to a fight right after meeting—this unique way of welcoming someone certainly lives up to its reputation.