Huo Ge and A Niu arrived at the entrance of Yi Yun Xian and explained their purpose to the gatekeeper.

Suddenly, a sect leader appeared before them and asked directly, "A person from the Yunxi Immortal Sect?"

Huo Ge bowed and said, "Greetings, senior. I am Huo Ge from the Yunxi Immortal Sect. And who are you, senior?"

After sizing up Huo Ge and A Niu, he said, "I am Ju Yun, the sect leader. What brings you here?"

"My sect leader invites your sect to come in seven days to listen to the Dao and exchange cultivation methods."

They could politely explain their purpose, but whether they came or not was their business. Their master's Taoist arts were unfathomable, and they still hadn't been able to comprehend them.

Ju Yun became interested and asked, "I have observed that your sect leader has reached the Integration Realm in less than a hundred years of cultivation. I am going to go and see what he has to say about his sermon."

"My master has already reached the Mahayana realm!" someone sang.

Ju Yun was shocked. He had been stuck in the Mahayana stage for who knows how long, and he had only seen that person reach the Integration stage a while ago. Now, that person had actually reached the Mahayana stage.

He solemnly said, "I will go in seven days."

"Thank you for the honor, senior. We will take our leave now."

Or Ge and A Niu went to another immortal sect.

The surrounding immortal sects readily agreed to go and observe the Dao, and some smaller sects were especially delighted.

They were given a hard time when they reached the last sect, Cangyu Immortal Sect.

The elder said, "Our sect leader is at the Great Ascension Perfection Realm, and he needs to go to your newly established Immortal Sect? Aren't you afraid of losing face?"

Huo Ge wasn't angry. He said respectfully, "We've only come to invite your sect. We apologize if we've caused any trouble."

"Inform your sect leader that we will be there." A voice rang out, startling them all.

Orgo bowed again: "Thank you!"

On the way back, Ah Niu asked, somewhat puzzled, "Why would Master invite others to observe the Dao for no reason?"

Or, as the song goes, "I'm not quite sure, but it certainly won't do any harm. But based on my guess, maybe Master wants to make a name for himself and then start recruiting disciples."

After all, only when a sect has a reputation will people want to join it; otherwise, who would want to join an unknown sect?

Ji Yun, meanwhile, was busy refining pills.

Yuexi was also studying, holding a pile of medicinal herbs and a book on alchemy. She asked, "First, you need a good alchemy furnace. Ji Yun, do you have one?"

Ji Yun joked, "You can try using a pressure cooker."

"A pressure cooker? Would that even work?"

"Netizens say it's okay."

Yuexi rolled her eyes at him. "Netizens are just joking. What do they know?"

Ji Yun immediately took out a pill-refining furnace, then realized that she couldn't do anything reckless at home, or the furnace would explode and the whole house would be destroyed.

"Wait a moment, I'll build you an alchemy room."

He used magic to construct an alchemy room right next to the courtyard, and then set up an array barrier.

A square alchemy room, the size of a room, was thus built.

Yuexi took the medicinal herbs inside, while Ji Yun began cultivating.

The entire room was filled with Daoist energy, and the child was sleeping sweetly beside them. They named the child Ji Lingsu, a girl, because the time of pregnancy was when her spiritual veins were activated, so they chose this name.

A loud booming sound rang out. Ji Yun probed with his divine sense and saw that Yue Xi's face was covered in black soot; the furnace had exploded.

Ji Yun suppressed a laugh and continued cultivating.

Although the furnace exploded, the alchemy furnace itself was intact, and the alchemy room was also protected by the formation. However, Yuexi was the one who suffered the impact of the explosion. In fact, she was capable of withstanding it, but she was careless and did not expect the explosion to be so sudden.

Undeterred, she continued refining elixirs.

Seven days later.

When Ji Yun arrived at the sect, he found many people from other immortal sects gathered inside. He greeted them one by one.

The sect leader of Cangyu Immortal Sect looked at Ji Yun and asked, "Fellow Daoist Ji, I see that you have not been cultivating for long, yet you have already achieved such a level of cultivation. I imagine that this lecture will broaden our horizons."

Lingxuzi of the Lingxu Immortal Sect also exclaimed, "Fellow Daoist is a rare genius among the heavens, a rarity in our Eastern Spirit Continent. Perhaps only the chosen ones of the Central Sacred Divine Continent can rival him."

Each sect brought many disciples and elders with them. They were somewhat surprised, not expecting Ling Xuzi to have such a high opinion of Sect Master Yunxi.

Ju Yun of the Yunyi Immortal Sect also expressed her agreement.

Ji Yun cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoists, you are too kind. The main reason I invited you all here is that my immortal sect has just been established and has no reputation. So I would like to take this opportunity to invite you to observe the Dao and, at the same time, help build our reputation."

An elder of the Qinglan Immortal Sect laughed loudly: "Hahaha, fellow Daoist is truly interesting. We came here to observe the Dao and see if we have gained any insights. If the Daoist teachings you speak of are profound, we will help you spread the word."

"Then thank you all."

Ji Yun invited everyone to take their seats, then took out a briefcase and slapped it on the 25-kilogram briefcase. The liquor instantly gushed out and floated in mid-air.

The aroma of the wine filled the air, and everyone's eyes lit up – it smelled amazing!

With a snap of his fingers, a cup appeared, and he poured all the wine into it, handing it to each person who came to observe the Dao.

At this time, eight immortal sects arrived, each with more than ten personal disciples.

Ji Yun smiled and said, "Gentlemen, let's drink."

"It smells good, fellow Daoist, you're too kind."

"Good wine!"

"This flavor is potent."

After tasting it, everyone praised the wine for its rich flavor, saying that the trip was definitely worthwhile.

At this moment, a voice came through the great formation, "Gentlemen, you have quite the refined taste, drinking and discussing the Dao here. I wonder if you would welcome me, Yang, in?"

This aura... is it from a Tribulation Transcending Realm cultivator, or a Saint King?

Ji Yun said, "Please come in, senior."

A holy king, accompanied by a little girl, came directly to them.

Ji Yun looked closely and exclaimed, "Ke Ke?"

"Brother Ji..." Keke was about to greet Ji Yun when the man next to her grabbed her by the back of the neck.

Then he frantically winked at Ji Yun to show that he hadn't betrayed him.

"It's actually the Holy Master of the Yang Family!"

At this moment, someone recognized this powerful expert who had just completed the Tribulation Transcending stage and was incredulous.

There are only twelve Transcending Tribulation experts in the Eastern Spirit Continent, all of whom are old monsters from various holy lands.

Surprisingly, someone else has arrived here, and it seems they know Ji Yun.

"Your Majesty the Yang Family is honored to grace us with your presence! We are most pleased!" Ji Yun bowed.

"So it was you who kidnapped my daughter?" The Holy Master of the Yang family looked at Ji Yun coldly.

The cultivators on the field were astonished. How could someone dare to kidnap the Holy Lord's daughter?

Sweat beaded on Ji Yun's forehead as he forced a smile and said, "It was a misunderstanding back then. Please allow me to explain."

The cultivators who came here had different expressions. Ji Yun was really bold. It felt like he had come at the wrong time.

The Holy Master of the Yang Family waved his hand: "No need to explain. I heard that you are going to preach this time. You preach your doctrine and I will watch. If you are just a person who seeks fame and fortune, then you should prepare for your funeral."

Keke was startled and tugged hard at her father's sleeve.