After disappearing for ten years, the junior sister made the entire sect kneel down to welcome her.

"Banlan, what's wrong?!" Luo Zhenhuan asked.

This is not something from the lower realm; it's from the upper realm. It's from the celestial realm. It didn't fall from the sky; it was thrown down from above.

Luo was genuinely puzzled: "Why throw it away?"

[Because it's dirty, you see it's black and grimy. It's not actually black iron; it's just that it's been stained with things it shouldn't have, which is why it looks like Zhang Er.]

Luo Huanzhen squatted on the ground, staring at the piece of black iron for a long time.

Black Iron was also looking at her.

It's not with your eyes, it's with something else.

"gorgeous."

【Um. 】

"Is it protected by any restrictions?"

【Have. 】

"Can it be solved?"

【cannot. 】

Luo really did think about it.

"Why not?"

That restriction doesn't recognize spiritual power; it recognizes the karma accumulated by the cultivator. If you touch it, it will hold you accountable. All living beings have karma on their shoulders, so anyone who touches it will suffer serious injury.

Luo Huanzhen stretched out a chubby little hand and placed it on the black iron.

The black iron did not react.

She pressed it again.

Still no response.

Luo Huanzhen turned around to look at Banlan.

"I touched it!"

"How come I'm not dead?"

【…】

Banlan was also puzzled.

Every living thing has an origin.

Every origin has its cause and effect. It can't be that Luo Huanzhen, this child, is an orphan who was created out of thin air, right? Hahaha... Banlan chuckled inwardly.

Luo Huanzhen: "Wait, it seems to be cracking."

The black iron was split in the middle.

There was no black mist, no blood, and nothing scary inside.

Inside was a white fragment.

It's about the size of a palm, irregularly shaped, as if it broke off from a large piece of jade.

It's old.

But it was still lit up.

The light was very faint and weak, like a thread hanging on, ready to break at any moment.

Luo Huanzhen reached out her little hands and scooped it out.

At that moment, all the spiritual energy in the cave surged into her palm, and the surrounding space seemed to tremble and distort because of its presence.

【Depend on!】

The usually elegant Banlan suddenly swore, his voice sounding weak.

This...this seems to be...the Immortal Emperor's seal.

Luo Huanzhen blinked.

"An Immortal Emperor?"

The highest position in the celestial realm, the one who governs everyone in the celestial realm, and the seal in his hand.

The color is somewhat uncertain.

How could the Immortal Emperor's seal be here... but this thing looks just like the Immortal Emperor's seal!

Luo Zhen held the fragment up high, looking at it against the light from the cave entrance.

Light pierced through the cracks, casting fine spots of light in her palm.

Suddenly, she exclaimed, "Brocade. It's crying."

What?

Luo Huanzhen repeated, "It's crying."

Luo Zhenhuan stuck the shards to her little face and closed her eyes.

"I can hear you."

"It said...it hurts."

"It doesn't hurt, I'll fix you up..."

Luo Huanzhen, holding the fragments, took out the tattered lotus throne from his Qiankun bag.

The lotus throne is broken, and so is the lotus throne.

She can let it live in the lotus throne so it won't cry.

Banlan immediately guessed what Luo Huanzhen was planning to do and stopped her.

"No, that's the Immortal Emperor's seal. If it fails to be forged, it will cause a spatial collapse, and you will be injured."

Luo Huanzhen lowered his head and looked at the fragment in his palm that was still faintly glowing.

Looked for a long time.

"Banlan, it told me it's in pain."

【…】

"Fine, if you want to try, then try. I'll protect you and make sure no one disturbs you."

That's all he can do.

Luo Huanzhen smiled and said, "Mm!"

Luo Huanzhen sat cross-legged on the ground, with her furnace in front of her.

The furnace is on fire.

The lotus throne and the white fragment slowly rotated at the furnace opening.

Then it fell in.

Close the furnace lid.

One hour, two hours.

Time passes little by little.

There were no stars in the sky at night.

The spiritual energy of the entire Eastern Continent is flowing in one direction.

Three days and three nights passed in the blink of an eye.

On the fourth day, the spiritual fire finally shrank, and Luo Zhen could feel something new forming inside.

The stove was still smoking.

Luo Huanzhen lifted the stove lid a crack.

A surge of heat rose up, and within that heat floated a lotus flower.

The size of a palm.

It was white, with petals tightly embracing each other, leaving only a slit showing.

A broken seal was held in the crevice.

It's spinning.

It rotates very slowly.

The lotus throne and the seal have become a symbiotic entity.

Luo Huanzhen reached out and scooped it out.

The lotus flower landed in her palm, and she rubbed it against it like a cat.

Luo Zhenhuan looked delighted: "It's done! You're not in pain anymore!"

"It's done?! It's only been three days..."

Banlan was a little incredulous.

[That's it?!]

Luo Huanzhen, holding Little Lotus, nodded with a smile in his eyes: "Mm."

"...Do you know what price others have to pay to melt this kind of thing? You did it way too easily."

Luo Zhenhuan certainly knew what price others would have to pay.

During the auction, the old man was injured and vomited blood simply from touching it.

Luo Huanzhen tilted his head and said, "It's probably because it likes me, so it doesn't resist me helping it."

This is the only explanation.

Luo Huanzhen blinked and looked down at the lotus flower in her palm.

"Now that you don't feel pain anymore, I'll give you a name. How about Little Lotus? You also have an older brother named Little Black. He's very sad right now, so he's alone in the spirit pet space."

The lotus throne swayed slightly, readily accepting the rustic name.

"Zhenzhen! Are you alright?!" Suddenly, a loud shout rang out, followed by an old man kicking open the cave door.

It is a piece of wood that has been hammered a thousand times.

As soon as the commotion on Luo Huanzhen's side subsided, he rushed over to find Luo Huanzhen.

As soon as I entered, I saw Luo Huanzhen sitting on the ground, hugging and kissing something.

Duan Qianchui: "..."

Luo Huanzhen tilted his head: "Master Duan?"

Duan Qianchui took a deep breath.

He walked over, squatted down, picked up the lotus flower, and looked at it for three breaths.

"Is this the lotus throne I gave you?"

Luo Huanzhen said smugly, "I bought a damaged little artifact in Liancheng and repaired it together with the broken throne!"

Duan Qianchui remained silent.

He simply gazed intently at the lotus throne.

This was clearly something he had made, but now, he couldn't even tell its grade. Its appearance had also changed drastically; before, it was more ornate and pink, but now it had a faint, simple, and unpretentious feel to it...

But those who see it will never feel like ignoring it.

Without saying a word, Duan Qianchui took out the rank-testing stone and stuck it on the magic weapon.

"Smack."

The stone exploded.

Luo Huanzhen: "..."

Duan Qianchui: "..."

The two of them looked at the pile of rubble on the ground.

After a long time, Duan Qianchui said, "In my more than eight hundred years of crafting, this is the first time I've ever seen something that could burn a rank-measuring stone to pieces."

Luo Huanzhen: "What rank is it?"

Duan Qianchui stood up and dusted off his backside.

"I don't know, I guess—" He paused, then continued, "It's not in the steps."

Luo Zhenhuan happily picked up Xiaolian, "Did you hear that? You're not on the steps."

Xiao Lian sidled back.

Looking at the person and the flower, Duan Qianchui suddenly felt a pang of sadness.

All the things he's ever refined in his life combined probably don't compare to this one flower.

Forget it.

forget about it.

Thinking too much is bad for your health.

In the days that followed, Luo Huanzhen discovered another function of the lotus throne besides being a travel tool.

She discovered it while meditating.

The spiritual energy she absorbed surged in from all directions, but it was all consumed by this single flower.

Luo was genuinely startled. The spiritual energy had been absorbed by the lotus throne; what was she to do?!

But soon, that worry disappeared.

Because the lotus throne began to breathe in another stream of spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy it absorbed and exhaled was so pure that it was completely fed to Luo Huanzhen.

Luo Huanzhen's cultivation speed tripled.

That night, Luo Huanzhen stood outside the cave with Little Lotus in his arms, looking at the moon in the sky.

Next to him is Duan Qianchui.

Luo Huanzhen said, "Master Duan, it's time to really focus on your cultivation."

She wants to ascend to heaven.

Rescue the puppy and lamb.

She also needs to go to the Celestial Realm to reshape Banlan's physical body.

Now that she has Little Lotus, she will be even faster than before.

Duan Qianchui reached out and patted her head: "Don't overwork yourself."

Luo Huanzhen: "I really haven't felt tired."

……

Six days later, the Xuantian Sect was blocked.

The line of people blocking the gate stretched from the foot of the mountain to the middle of it.

There are sects, aristocratic families, independent cultivators, and some small sects whose names are not even known.

They all came for the same reason.

Look at that magical artifact whose rank is unknown.

Duan Qianchui blocked the doorway, shouting, "Go back! Our sect leader is in seclusion! He won't see any guests! If you keep blocking the way, I'll unleash the dogs!"

Behind him, all the Xuantian Sect disciples grinned and grimaced.

Be prepared to be bitten by a dog at any time.

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Senior Duan! So when are we supposed to wait?"

Duan Qianchui shouted, "Wait until I'm dead. Or wait until you're all dead."

Everyone: "..."

If they don't want us to see it, then they don't want us to see it.

Why are you getting so worked up?

It's no wonder Duan Qianchui has a bad temper; he hasn't even had time to sleep these past few days because all sorts of random people have been coming to their sect.

Among them were some cultivators at the Integration Stage and Tribulation Stage.

If he hadn't stepped in, he really wouldn't have been able to get rid of these people.

Her little disciple needed to focus on his cultivation, and he didn't want these people to disturb him.

Luo Huanzhen has been in seclusion for ten years.

Mid-stage of fusion.

The twentieth year of seclusion.

Late stage of fusion.

Thirty years of seclusion.

The union is complete.

……

Over the past thirty years, the disciples of the Xuantian Sect have changed batch after batch.

Of the children who called her "Sect Leader" back then, some became elders, some went out to establish their own sects, and some... have already died of old age.

Luo Huanzhen still looks the same.

Exquisitely crafted.

Two little pigtails.

Holding a lotus flower.

Walking along the mountain path, some newly initiated disciples, not recognizing her, would respectfully call out to her:

"Junior sister, could you tell me which way is the weapon-refining room?"

Luo Huanzhen: "..."

Luo Huanzhen: "Go forward, then turn left."

"Thank you, junior sister!"

The new disciple has left.

"Junior sister?" Luo Zhenhuan held Xiao Lian and pouted.

She decided that starting tomorrow, she would walk with her hands behind her back.

This makes you look mature.

Cultivation is very tedious.

But Luo really didn't think so.

Because she has Xiaolian, Banlan, and Xiaohei.

Duan Qianchui also visits her every day.

Days passed by like this.

Calm, lively, a bit noisy.

When Luo Huanzhen occasionally got tired of cultivating, he would sit on the lotus throne, floating on the back mountain of the sect, watching the sunrise and sunset of Xuantian Sect.

She suddenly remembered a long time ago, when she had just returned to the Xuantian Sect from the Ten Thousand Demon Cave.

At the time, all she wanted was to return to her beloved senior brother. Now, she is indeed living a happy life in the Xuantian Sect.

It doesn't seem to have changed much, but upon closer inspection...

Everything has changed.

……