My little sect, which disappeared a thousand years ago, has become a sacred site!

As soon as Gu Changyuan stood in the courtyard, both doors opened at the same time.

Lin Jingyu and Wang Yutang emerged from their respective rooms and approached Gu Changyuan, bowing simultaneously.

"Master."

Gu Changyuan nodded and got straight to the point:

"Things here are done. Next, it's time to propose marriage to the Shuyu Sect in the Western Regions of Central Continent. Let's prepare to depart."

Upon hearing the words "marriage proposal," Lin Jingyu's expression remained aloof, but her slightly pursed lips betrayed a hint of barely perceptible nervousness.

Wang Yutang's cheeks flushed slightly, but her eyes held an undisguised joy.

The two said in unison:

"I will follow Master's arrangements."

Gu Changyuan nodded, raised his right hand, and gently grasped at the air.

The next instant, a cold and aloof figure appeared beside him.

Ye Qingxue had clearly just been "dragged" from the room, but she showed no surprise and bowed to Gu Changyuan.

"Master."

Gu Changyuan briefly explained the matter, and Ye Qingxue nodded without asking any further questions, simply standing quietly beside Gu Changyuan.

After her master finished making arrangements, Yue Lingxi flew over from a short distance and landed on the other side of Gu Changyuan.

Seeing his disciples gathered, Gu Changyuan immediately summoned Zhuge Jinglong.

"I'm going to take them to Shuyu Sect to propose marriage, so I have to leave for now."

Now, Shiling has become a disciple of Mengyao, and Qingling has become a disciple of Lingxi.

"I'll leave the two girls here for the next few days. After I finish my business at the Shuyu Sect, I'll return via the teleportation array and take them back to the Celestial Sacred Land."

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Jinglong was slightly startled.

He knew that Dugu Shiling had become Xu Mengyao's disciple.

But Gongsun Qingling also entered the Celestial Sacred Land?

He instantly grasped the key to it.

Gongsun Qingling—that's the most talented disciple the Gongsun family has had in a thousand years, the true darling of the Gongsun family.

The Gongsun family actually sent her away instead of training her themselves, just to get in touch with this senior?

That's quite a bold move.

Moreover, Gongsun Xiangming, the founding ancestor of the Gongsun family, must have known about this matter and must have agreed to it.

As for the Shuyu Sect, Zhuge Jinglong also knew about it. The Holy Queen Wang Yutang of the Shuyu Sect was pursuing Lin Jingyu, the second ancestor of the Heavenly Sacred Land.

However, the Zhuge family and the Shuyu Sect did not have much interaction; they only knew that the Shuyu Sect was located in the Western Regions of Zhongzhou.

For thousands of years, the elders of the Zhuge family and the elders of the Shuyu Sect have only met in some secret realms.

There were no other transactions at other times.

After all, although the Shuyu Sect is located in the Central Continent, it is in the Western Regions, and its strength is not among the top.

Zhuge Jinglong's mind raced, but his expression remained respectful:

"Yes, senior, I understand. Don't worry, I will take good care of them these next few days."

Gu Changyuan nodded and said nothing more.

With a wave of his right hand, a beam of light enveloped Ye Qingxue, Lin Jingyu, Yue Lingxi, and Wang Yutang.

The five figures disappeared into the courtyard in the next instant.

After Gu Changyuan and his group left, Zhuge Jinglong stood there in silence for a moment.

Then, he turned around and flew straight towards the Dugu family's residence.

He sensed Gongsun Yangguang's presence there.

He stepped in, a smile on his face, and said directly:

"Old Yan, congratulations! I heard your Qingling successfully entered the Holy Land?"

These words were direct, but the people present were all astute and naturally understood his implied meaning.

Your Gongsun family is truly generous.

Gongsun Yangguang wore a polite smile and said:

"Not at all. It is Qingling's good fortune to be able to enter the Holy Land."

In truth, I must thank my senior for his kindness.

Compared to the Zhuge family's connection with the sacred land, it's far inferior.

But in his heart he thought: Oh no, no, none of them are as close as your son’s relationship with the Holy Land.

Dugu Qirong watched the two old foxes go back and forth and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

His gaze shifted slightly, landing on Ye Qingxue beside him.

A faint red halo surrounded Ye Qingxue.

This red light does not signify bloodshed, but rather represents the color of her fortune.

With the help of the system, he had never paid attention to things like luck, and only focused on detecting good and evil karma.

After all, in that place, the most important thing is not how lucky the other person is, but whether they will make a move against you.

However, after capturing those three Imperial Court Immortal Kings, among the secret techniques found on their bodies, there were many records about fortune.

The imperial court's research on destiny was clearly very profound.

Gu Changyuan then rummaged through the mountain of secret techniques in his storage space and found a fortune detection technique that he had collected in the Ruins of Chaos.

We studied it for two whole days.

Now, I've finally figured it out completely.

The color of fortune is divided into ten levels, from lowest to highest:

Gray, white, cyan, green, blue, yellow, purple, red, gold, and rainbow.

Gray is the lowest grade, signifying declining fortune and a life full of misfortunes; rainbow is the highest grade, signifying destiny or divine favor.

The red aura surrounding Ye Qingxue was the eighth level – Red Qi.

Gu Changyuan nodded slightly.

He then turned his gaze to Lin Jingyu.

Lin Jingyu was also surrounded by a faint red light, which was also at the eighth level.

Yue Lingxi was surrounded by a purple halo, at the seventh level.

Finally, there's Wang Yutang – yellow, sixth place.

It can be seen that talent level and luck level are not entirely equivalent.

Gu Changyuan's gaze sharpened slightly as he carefully observed the group of people.

Then, he saw—

Threads of luck, seemingly invisible yet present, intertwined and entangled among the group.

There is a distinct thread of fate connecting Lin Jingyu and Wang Yutang, which is much thicker and darker in color than the threads connecting the other people.

The connection between them and the others was very faint.

Gu Changyuan's heart stirred.

Wang Yutang's original fortune should not have reached the sixth level of the yellow rank.

It was because of his interaction with Lin Jingyu and the influence of his fortune that he was able to rise to his current level.

He then looked at his disciples.

There were obvious threads of destiny connecting Lin Jingyu, Yue Lingxi, and Ye Qingxue to themselves.

Gu Changyuan was slightly taken aback.

Unfortunately, he couldn't see the color of his own destiny.

The system lacks this function, and he himself cannot understand himself.

But perhaps—his own appearance has inadvertently boosted the fortunes of these disciples?

If it weren't for his appearance, they might have perished long ago.

But in truth, he was unaware that it was his presence that led to their survival and enhanced their fortune.

It's because their fate is inherently like this; their very existence is already part of their destiny and karma.

Gu Changyuan leans more towards—both.

He has only just entered the path of destiny, and many secrets are still unknown to him. He needs to study more volumes of secret techniques.

Currently, we have a complete understanding of the detection process and can achieve a 99% success rate and accuracy in detection.

One day later.

In the Western Regions of Central Continent, there is the Shuyu Sect.

Gu Changyuan, along with his disciples, hovered above the Shuyu Sect.

Below was a magnificent and imposing sect.

Nestled amidst mountains, countless palaces and pavilions are built against the slopes, layer upon layer, arranged in a harmonious and orderly fashion.

A silvery-white waterfall cascades down from the main peak, its misty spray reflecting a rainbow of colors in the sunlight.

Amidst the mountains, a mystical mist swirls.

The entire sect was enveloped in a faint halo of protective array light.