"Don't worry, Senior Uncle, I will work hard!" Lu Chong said respectfully.
"By the way, do you know that the Great Transformation Sect has already expelled you?" Gong Chen asked.
"What?"
Lu Chong's expression changed as he shouted, "Why?"
"They think you've offended the Heavenly Immortal Palace and want to cut ties with you," Gong Chen said with a cold laugh.
Hearing this,
Lu Chong clenched his fists tightly.
Although his spiritual root was defective and his cultivation was poor,
He had been working diligently for the Great Transformation Sect all these years. He never imagined that less than a month after he was imprisoned, the Great Transformation Sect would expel him.
At the very least,
They could have waited a bit longer.
"Because of this, I just spoke with Steward Qing Huan Xiang, and I'll talk to Steward Lu later. Seven days from now, you'll return with me to the Xining Immortal Continent. Let those fools see just how wrong their decision was!" Gong Chen said, clenching his fists.
"Good!"
Lu Chong gritted his teeth.
His eyes gradually turned red.
He had been waiting for this day for so long.
In the past, he never dared to imagine that he would have a day of miraculous rise.
Unconsciously, he looked toward the martial arts hall and bowed solemnly.
He understood.
Everything he now possessed was given to him by the master of this island.
Knowing he could return in a few days,
He pushed himself to the limit in the following days, carrying manure from dawn to dusk, increasing from thirty loads to sixty loads.
His realm had soared to the Reincarnation Immortal Realm.
Because on this island,
Everything could increase his cultivation.
Even breathing the air, smelling the manure, or eating a grape could enhance his power.
Here,
Neither cultivation bottlenecks nor spiritual root deficiencies were issues.
Seven days later,
He arrived at the transmission array with Gong Chen, preparing to transport back.
Just as they were about to activate the array, Yi Feng came down carrying a teapot in one hand and a fan in the other, wearing self-made sunglasses, inspecting the progress of various facilities under the scorching sun.
"Ah!"
"Master!"
Seeing Yi Feng, Gong Chen's face lit up with joy as he quickly patted Lu Chong beside him, saying, "Chong, quick, pay your respects to the Master."
Seeing this, Lu Chong was startled.
He had spent exactly a month on the island, only hearing Yi Feng's name but never truly meeting him.
At this moment,
He immediately knelt down.
"Oh, young man, you're too polite. Please stand up."
Yi Feng helped him up with a gentle smile.
Being helped up by Yi Feng himself, Lu Chong was overwhelmed with honor.
He never expected this master to be so approachable, which made him respect him even more.
"Old Gong, who is this young man to you?" Yi Feng couldn't help but ask curiously, seeing their apparently close relationship.
"Master, he is my nephew disciple!" Gong Chen respectfully replied.
"Nephew disciple?"
Yi Feng raised his eyebrows.
That's quite unfortunate.
The uncle was imprisoned, and now the nephew too.
"Since we're old acquaintances, and this is my first time meeting your nephew disciple, I don't have anything special to give, but here's a piece of candy!" Yi Feng said with a smile, taking out a piece of candy from his pocket and handing it to Lu Chong.
Lu Chong stared at the candy Yi Feng offered, unsure what to do.
It was Gong Chen who reacted first, kicking Lu Chong's bottom.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry and thank the Master."
"Yes, yes, thank you, Master."
Lu Chong accepted the candy and bowed deeply.
"Carry on with your business, I'm going to take a nap," Yi Feng took a small sip of tea, waved his hand, and said lazily.
"Farewell, Master."
After Yi Feng left, Gong Chen excitedly said, "Haha, Chong, you're so fortunate! Perhaps the Master knows about your situation and came specifically to give you this great opportunity!"
"The Master knows about my situation too?" Lu Chong couldn't help but ask.
"Nonsense! Your trivial matters are nothing the Master couldn't figure out with a simple divination," Gong Chen scolded. "Quick, eat that candy and see what effects it has."
"Oh, Senior Uncle, should we split it in half?"
Lu Chong asked.
"Uh..."
Gong Chen licked his lips. Although he wanted to eat it, sharing with a junior seemed inappropriate, so he waved his hand dismissively and said, "I don't need it. You're the junior, it's better if you take this opportunity for yourself."
Seeing Gong Chen's insistence, Lu Chong nodded and looked expectantly at the candy in his hand.
Then,
He ate it in one bite.
The next moment,
His body straightened, and a surge of energy shot toward the sky.
In an instant, he broke through from the Reincarnation Immortal Realm to the True Essence Immortal Realm.
"Holy shit?"
Gong Chen watched with bulging eyes.
Before he could react,
Another whoosh.
He directly broke through to the late stage of the True Essence Immortal Realm.
Perhaps because Lu Chong couldn't handle such immense power, most of the remaining energy dispersed in the air. Otherwise, the realm Lu Chong could have reached would have been unimaginable.
"Damn it!"
Seeing this, Gong Chen almost cried, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have put on airs as a Senior Uncle. I should have at least taken half of it to eat!"
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