As agreed beforehand, Qin Feng divided the Yuan family's assets among everyone.

Feng Jian couldn't stop smiling; he was overjoyed and prioritized selecting several good industrial and mineral resources.

With this support, their Wind Fiend Sect is truly about to take off.

The cultivators from other factions were equally overjoyed; the trip had been uneventful, and they had gotten a great deal for free.

Even Yan Lie's mood gradually improved under Yan Xinru's encouragement, after all, he was adopted.

Qin Feng selected a place called Zeling Mountain from the map, intending to settle there.

Zeling Mountain covers a vast area, but it is insignificant compared to the entire Yuan family's vast territory.

It's a nice place nestled between mountains and water, and most importantly, it has two excellent mineral deposits.

Qin Feng had made his selections, and he didn't care how these people were distributed; he just needed to follow the agreement.

Everyone was discussing how to divide it up, and the argument was incredibly heated.

It took a long time for everyone to reach an agreement.

Qin Feng had the leaders of each faction swear an oath according to the previous agreement, and the matter was thus properly resolved.

Yan Xinru, Yan Lie, and Qin Feng took their leave and returned to the Yan family to report the matter.

The others also dispersed.

Qin Feng was left with only Feng Jian and Feng Shazong's group.

Feng Jian bowed respectfully to Qin Feng and said earnestly:

"Young friend, I am very grateful for your help this time. The entire Feng Sha Sect is extremely grateful. Please do not hesitate to ask if there is anything I can do for you in the future."

Qin Feng waved his hand, "Senior Feng, you're too kind. The destruction of the Yuan family was everyone's achievement, but I really have something to ask of you all."

Feng Jian's expression immediately tightened. "Oh, young friend, please speak. We will not delay if we can do it."

Qin Feng smiled when he saw how serious he was.

"Senior, there's no need to be nervous. It's nothing dangerous."

I've acquired a piece of land and would like to build a pleasant residence. Could you perhaps send a few people to help with the construction?

Upon hearing this, Feng Jian's expression immediately relaxed, and he smiled.

"That's easy. I'll have someone take care of it right away. It won't take long. If you're not in a hurry, we can set off now."

Qin Feng thought about it and decided that this was something he would have to do sooner or later, so he simply agreed.

Ao Ling emerged from the small world, and the group flew towards Ze Ling Mountain.

After flying for more than an hour, the group arrived at Zeling Mountain.

Feng Jian surveyed his surroundings, sensing the concentration of celestial energy, and exclaimed in admiration.

"Young friend, you have excellent taste. This is a fine place, suitable for establishing a sect."

Qin Feng had chosen this area from the map, and this was his first time here, so he was looking around at the surroundings.

With the presence of the immortal mine, the concentration of immortal energy is indeed higher than in other places.

There are mountains and water, but the scenery is not particularly beautiful or pleasant.

The land here was also scorched black, but it was better than what he had seen when he first arrived in the Immortal Realm, as the color was much lighter.

The trees on the mountain looked as if they had been dyed with ink, giving them a unique appearance.

Qin Feng had been in the Black Rope Immortal Realm for nearly half a year. He had been to quite a few places, and the colors he saw were mostly burnt black.

This puzzled him greatly, and he always felt that there was some story hidden here.

He didn't know if this was the case throughout the entire Black Rope Immortal Realm, but Feng Jian should be knowledgeable enough to ask him.

"I have a question, and I would like to ask you to enlighten me."

"Please speak, young friend. I will answer all your questions without reservation." Feng Jian didn't know what he wanted to ask either.

"Senior, don't you think the land of the Black Fiend Immortal Realm is particularly special? Its color is as black as ink, there is not much life, and it feels very desolate."

This place is slightly better, but other places are even worse. Why is that?

Feng Jian was taken aback when he heard this. He really didn't expect Qin Feng to ask this. He smiled wryly.

"I've been here for so many years, I'm used to everything here, and I really don't think there's anything wrong with it if you don't point it out."

I ascended from the lower realm, and apart from the celestial aura here, the environment here doesn't feel as good as the lower realm. This is definitely not right.

When I first arrived, I felt very uncomfortable and thought about figuring things out, but gradually, in order to cultivate and improve my cultivation, I put that matter out of my mind.

"Oh, did you make any discoveries, senior?" Qin Feng asked.

Feng Jian recalled for a moment and then slowly recounted the story.

"I have heard a few claims, but I don't know if they are true or false. I'll just say them casually, young friend, please take a look."

Some say that the world is full of wonders, and the Black Rope Immortal Realm is just like this, so there's nothing strange about it.

This argument has some merit, but Feng disagrees.

Qin Feng nodded; he didn't agree either.

Feng Jian continued, "There's another theory, that everything has a lifespan, some longer, some shorter. Some say the Black Rope Immortal Realm has reached its end and is declining."

This argument has some merit, but Qin Feng doesn't quite agree. This land appears desolate and scorched, not lifeless; there's a difference between the two.

He didn't interrupt and continued listening.

Feng Jian thought for a moment, then continued:

"There are also rumors that the Black Rope Immortal Realm was once very prosperous and was the center of the surrounding immortal realms."

Later, a great war changed everything; many people died, and the Black Fiend Immortal Realm became like this.

Qin Feng immediately became interested. "A great battle! What kind of great battle? Could you tell me in detail?"

Feng Jian shook his head with a wry smile, "I don't know much either, and I don't even know if this rumor is true or false."

"It's alright, senior, just tell me what you know, I'll just listen to the story," Qin Feng said without any objection.

Feng Jian nodded and continued:

"Alright, listen to this for now. Legend has it that the Black Rope Immortal Realm became like this because of a great battle between several Immortal Emperors."

The battle was extremely fierce, and several immortal realms were destroyed. The Black Rope Immortal Realm, being farther away, was less affected and thus survived.

"A war between Immortal Emperors? What caused it?" Qin Feng asked.

Feng Jian shook his head.

"I don't know the reason either, I only heard that several Immortal Emperors joined forces to deal with one, and finally killed that Immortal Emperor."

The Immortal Emperor was unwilling to accept this, so he spread his evil energy throughout the surrounding Immortal Realms, causing the Black Rope Immortal Realm to become as black as ink.

That's all I know; whether it's true or false, I don't know.

Qin Feng looked at the scorched earth before him, lost in thought. He leaned more towards the last explanation.

If it's tainted by malevolent energy, then how much slaughter must this deceased Immortal Emperor have caused to produce such a dense concentration of malevolent energy?

That makes sense. Otherwise, why would they have gotten several Celestial Emperors to join forces? They must have done something that would anger both heaven and man.

Seeing that he was troubled by this matter, Feng Jian comforted him:

"This matter is over, and it doesn't matter what the reason was. It only affected the public's perception, but it didn't have much impact on our cultivation."

Qin Feng snapped out of his daze and nodded. Feng Jian was right; whatever the reason, it had little to do with him.

Why should he bother himself? He can just listen to it as a story.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and with the help of the Wind Fiend Sect, a magnificent mansion rose from the ground.

Qin Feng named it Tianhuangju.