Hosting System: "Hmph, host, don't explain. The host is just afraid of dying. Waaah, my poor villain."

After a short while, the golden light in the hall disappeared, and the gathered spiritual energy and five elements began to dissipate rapidly. Many cultivators reluctantly opened their eyes.

"Fellow Daoists, the Demon-Subduing Crimson Sound Spirit is the natural nemesis of demonic cultivators and evil spirits. Yet this child remained unharmed under its influence. The outcome is self-evident, isn't it?"

“We naturally believe in the golden words of the Venerable Chongyu. Alright, True Lord Cong Nian, please stop worrying unnecessarily. Why target a mere child whose nose and eyes haven’t even fully developed yet?” True Lord Luo Sheng smoothed his hair at his temples and glanced at Bi Xie with a smile.

"Feng Xie Zhenjun is really stubborn. He's just a mortal child. Why protect him? He can't eat or use him, yet we still have to take care of him."

With slender, jade-like fingers, she placed an apricot-colored jade slip into Bi Xie's hand. The woman's aura was ambiguous: "True Lord Feng Xie has to raise two little disciples before even engaging in dual cultivation. It must be quite arduous. This 'Preserving Beauty Technique' is a unique technique of my Qinghua Sect. I will give it to True Lord Feng Xie. I hope that when we meet again, True Lord Feng Xie will still be as charming as ever."

"Since the matter of the Demon Ancestor has not yet been settled, let's conclude this meeting here. Fellow Daoists, Qinghua Sect will take its leave first."

Luo Sheng Zhenjun smiled charmingly, and more than a dozen female cultivators from the Qinghua Sect, dressed in colorful skirts, fluttered out like colorful butterflies and stepped onto the lotus-shaped magical artifact floating in mid-air.

Bi Xie thought to himself: This True Monarch Luo Sheng is indeed worthy of living for over a thousand years. Even if he leaves just like that, the group of old men in the council hall have no choice but to give him face!

However, she remembered that Qiu Nong Zhenren was also from Qinghua Sect. Qiu Nong Zhenren and Jian Shui Zhenren seemed to be on their way back to Jin Guang Sect. Should she remind Luo Sheng Zhenjun that some of her disciples had fallen behind?

"The Hengyun Sect will also take their leave!" Cong Nian Zhenjun's expression remained grim. Without even glancing at Bi Xie, he summoned his flying artifact and, after a group of Hengyun Sect disciples boarded the spaceship, sailed away.

One after another, cultivators from several major and minor sects, led by their elders, left the Golden Light Sect in their flying magical artifacts.

Bi Xie breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the villain who had fallen asleep at some point, and said softly, "Master, Ancestor, Feng Xie will also take his leave."

“Go,” said the Venerable Chongyu.

Bi Xie nodded, and was about to unleash the moonlight when Wu Zhan Zhenren suddenly ran towards her, his handsome face flushed, holding several porcelain bottles, stammering, "Feng Xie, Feng Xie Zhenjun, this is unicorn spirit milk, please, please accept it—"

"Thank you very much, Master Wuzhan," Bi Xie said, pausing for a moment before accepting the gift with a smile.

After a pause, he took out a bottle of pills from his storage bag: "I cannot accept a reward without merit. This is the Haoyuan Pill that Feng Xie refined a few months ago. If you encounter a bottleneck in the Core Formation stage, taking this pill may increase your chances of breaking through."

The remaining cultivators in the council hall all revealed greed in their eyes when they heard that it was Haoyuan Pill.

Haoyuan Pills are difficult to refine and are extremely rare and valuable in the cultivation world. Yet, Fengxie Zhenjun casually gave away a bottle of them.

There should be at least three pills in one bottle!

They're so incredibly wealthy it makes you want to be their benefactor.

Even the True Lord of the Setting Sun felt a pang of regret, but there was nothing he could do. This young man had always been generous, and even the most precious pills became as common as radishes and cabbages in her hands.

"You brat, why aren't you thanking True Monarch Fengxie for this pill? What are you standing there for? Why are you so stupid? You can't even speak properly!" True Monarch Chengguang kicked True Monarch Wuzhan in frustration, annoyed by his flushed face.