In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, and a rainbow light swiftly flew in, entering the gates of Haoran Heavenly Sect.

Cen Shujun raised his head, gazing at the rainbow light, a smile appearing on his face as he waved.

Shortly after, the rainbow light dispersed, revealing a figure, a middle-aged face, with a mustache and a long braid hanging behind his head.

The middle-aged man stopped in front of Cen Shujun, laughing heartily: "Brother Cen, well met!"

Cen Shujun also laughed: "Ma Zhao'an, you finally returned, nothing happened on the road, did it?"

Ma Zhao'an, looking pleased, patted his chest and said, "Ha, those people from Mu Chen Immortal Sect are all useless, how could they possibly stop me?"

Cen Shujun laughed happily: "This time, we snatched so much luck from right under Mu Chen Immortal Sect's nose, they must be furious."

"Haha, they're simply frantic with anger!"

Ma Zhao'an clapped his hands and sighed, his eyebrows dancing joyfully.

Suddenly, he remembered something, and asked: "Oh right, among the people you brought back, is there anyone called Fang Zhixing?"

Cen Shujun nodded: "Yes, this person has already joined my Haoran Heavenly Sect and become a Guest Elder."

Ma Zhao'an clicked his tongue: "You might not know, Mu Chen Immortal Sect is extremely interested in this Fang Zhixing and has been actively searching for him."

Cen Shujun was taken aback, puzzled: "Why?"

Ma Zhao'an replied: "This Fang Zhixing is a bit peculiar, in Mu Chen Immortal Sect's eyes, his cultivation should be below fifth grade, initially they didn't pay much attention to him, just assigned him to guard the Phantom Spirit Fortress.

Who would have thought, during his guard at Phantom Spirit Fortress, Fang Zhixing allegedly killed one of Mu Chen Immortal Sect's fourth-grade Elders."

"Fourth grade?!"

Cen Shujun's expression changed, and he said in surprise: "So, Fang Zhixing very likely is a third-grade Golden Immortal, or about to advance to third grade!"

Ma Zhao'an nodded and sighed: "Third-grade is remarkable, capable of handling matters independently. Such a person, even in my Haoran Heavenly Sect, ought to be treated as an esteemed guest."

Cen Shujun thought for a moment, his brow furrowing, and he pondered: "Not good, there's trouble."

Ma Zhao'an's smile faded: "What trouble?"

Cen Shujun said seriously: "The total amount of luck in each Immortal Domain is almost unchanged, which means the number of Golden Immortals is essentially fixed.

Moreover, the stronger the Golden Immortal, the more luck they occupy.

For example, in my Haoran Immortal Domain, the number of third-grade Golden Immortals has always been around one hundred and fifty."

Ma Zhao'an blinked: "What are you trying to say?"

Cen Shujun took a deep breath, his lips tightened: "If Fang Zhixing were a low-grade Golden Immortal, it would be fine, but as a third-grade, he inevitably affects a massive amount of luck.

Keep in mind, once the number of third-grade Golden Immortals exceeds the normal count, even by just one, it might trigger numerous unforeseeable changes."

Ma Zhao'an realized, clicking his tongue: "Hmm, one radish one hole, someone advances to third grade, someone else must fall, that's destiny!

But, during the years you've brought Fang Zhixing over, didn't you notice what grade Golden Immortal he was?"

Cen Shujun shook his head slightly: "Uncle Wu, who piloted the flying boat, is a second-grade Golden Immortal; he thoroughly checked everyone, even he couldn't discern Fang Zhixing's depth, let alone me?"

After a pause, he added, "Actually, I've also interacted with Fang Zhixing, only sensing his extraordinary physical body.

Now it seems, he probably intentionally leaked that kind of information to mislead, thereby concealing his true cultivation."

Ma Zhao'an spread his hands: "What can be done, he's already here, we can't just drive him away."

Cen Shujun responded promptly: "We must see the Sect Master immediately, and ask him to decide."

The two of them rushed toward a cave mansion.

Upon arrival, they saw more than ten figures gathered outside the cave mansion.

Among them was Uncle Wu, who piloted the flying boat.

Some of the others Cen Shujun had met, some he'd heard of, some were very unfamiliar, but they were all renowned and revered second-grade Golden Immortals within Haoran Immortal Domain!

"Uncle Qian!"

"Feiyu Senior Uncle!"

"Tianxing Sect Leader, Tianxing Old Immortal!"

"Wu Shen Sect Chief, Wu Shen Daoist!"

"Wuzi Mountain, Lord of Hundred Birds Cave!"

...

Cen Shujun's heart shook with surprise, and he said: "Uncle Wu, what's going on?"

Uncle Wu's expression was complex, his mouth curling as he said: "Everyone is here looking for ways to survive."

Upon hearing this!

Cen Shujun and Ma Zhao'an were startled, exchanging glances, dumbfounded and reluctant to ask further.

Moments later, light and shadow shifted at the entrance of the cave mansion, and out walked an old man wearing a purple robe, with a silvery beard and hair, long eyebrows, and a pair of double pupils beneath.

"Greetings, Sect Master!"

"Greetings, Master!"

"Senior Baili, greetings!"

The crowd bowed reverently.

"Hmm, everyone is here..."

Sect Master Baili smiled warmly, stroking his beard with hands behind his back: "This year flowers fall and colors change, next year who will be here when blooms return? Seeing everyone gathered, it seems you've all sensed, not long ago someone broke through to second-grade realm, causing a dramatic shift in heavenly luck."

"Second-grade?!"

Cen Shujun drew a sharp breath, remembering that the last breakthrough to second-grade was more than three thousand seven hundred years ago.

Tianxing Old Immortal stepped forward from the crowd, anxious: "Oh my old Sect Master, the situation is critical, how do you still have the mood to recite poetry?"

Sect Master Baili smiled calmly: "What's happened is already done, what's the use of worrying?"

Tianxing Old Immortal insisted: "The urgent task is to quickly find out who is that Golden Immortal who advanced to second-grade."

Sect Master Baili asked: "How do we investigate?"

Tianxing Old Immortal replied: "Is it difficult for Haoran Heavenly Sect to find one person?"

Uncle Wu slightly shook his head, responding: "It's not that simple. Generally, when a third-grade advances to second-grade, the commotion is grand, shockwaves sweep across the entire Immortal Domain, impossible to conceal, even the Luck Talisman loses efficacy."

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