For cultivators, changing body weight is very easy. For Celestial Immortals, going from a thousand pounds to fifty pounds doesn’t pose any obstacle.

If Lin Xiyue wants to slim down, it’s just a matter of a thought for her.

"Well, it’s alright. She’s still beautiful like a pregnant woman three to five months in, and she still doesn’t leave the Mountain Gate.

These days, the people bothering Senior Sister have decreased. Those superficial ones disappointed, which is a good thing. With fewer buzzing and fluttering around, Senior Sister can enjoy some peace."

Chen Qingniu knows well that Senior Sister rejects men, has no liking for them deep down, and might truly end up lonely in the future.

"Is that so?" Wang Xuan laughed, "I’ll go have a look someday, hoping I won’t burst into laughter, otherwise Senior Sister might kill me."

Senior Sister has a pitiful background, but no one has the right to pity her, nor would she accept it. Wang Xuan never mentions her past to anyone.

"A pity about my first love, really. I like her, yet she has no feelings for me whatsoever. ’Tragic’ doesn’t begin to cover it." Chen Qingniu shakes his head.

Wang Xuan stood, stretched, and said, "That’s called unrequited love. It’s not tragic. At Immortal Martial Mountain, at least a hundred people have gone through what you did. What’s so tragic about it?

Train well, and I’ll bring you an Immortal Pill in a while!"

Waving his hand, Wang Xuan took to the wind, soaring away.

In mid-air, Wang Xuan experienced a spatial fluctuation. The scenery blurred, and in the next breath, he was at the peak of Hefang Mountain.

"Master." Wang Xuan bowed deeply, then knelt on the ground. He knew his master had words for him.

He Fang opened his eyes, and with a gentle yet seasoned voice said, "A True Immortal from Celestial Sword Mountain requested the True God Spirit Bone from me. I refused."

Wang Xuan’s eyes were bright, "Thank you, Master."

He knew the True God Spirit Bone was precious, attractive to any Void Cultivator, let alone to True Immortals at the Grotto Void and Star Lord level. Without the power of the Mountain Gate, he couldn’t withstand the pressure from the True Immortal of Celestial Sword Mountain.

"This matter has come to a conclusion. As for Zhao Hao, let him be. Chen Qingniu will handle him in the future." He Fang said, always amazed by this disciple.

As long as they didn’t see each other for a while, Wang Xuan’s strength would leap a whole stage upward. They hadn’t seen each other for long, yet Wang Xuan had completely defeated Zhao Hao on the battlefield.

"And the True God Spirit Bone?" Wang Xuan asked. If it were still in his hands, it’d be easier, but the True God Spirit Bone had long been devoured by the Tower of Space-Time, leaving him unable to deliver.

"If Zhao Hao is dead, it’s his estate. Celestial Sword Mountain has the right to claim it. Since Zhao Hao isn’t dead, it’s your spoils of war and naturally belongs to you." He Fang said, which provided Wang Xuan with some relief.

He Fang continued, "The True God Spirit Bone is in your hands; take good care of it. The Mountain Gate won’t ask for it, as it’s your personal belonging.

Your handling of the Zhao Hao matter was commendable. Considering Earth Civilization’s overall interest, although Zhao Hao can die, it’ll affect internal harmony and trigger a conflict between Celestial Sword Mountain and Immortal Martial Mountain.

After all, Qingniu has a rightful reason to kill him with no repercussions, but you’re lacking in that regard."

At the Gate of Hell, He Fang had spoken to Wang Xuan about this, advising against killing Zhao Hao. It was better for Chen Qingniu to act, and if necessary to kill, to do it quietly and swiftly.

"I understand." Wang Xuan knew that because of the True God Spirit Bone, He Fang had taken on considerable pressure. Without He Fang bearing it and Immortal Martial Mountain’s shield, Celestial Sword Mountain would certainly retaliate against his actions. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Favoritism — most Mountain Gates wouldn’t hesitate to act on it. Reasoning comes second.

"It’s good that you do." He Fang pondered and then continued, "Today, I’m going into seclusion. It might be half a year, or up to eight or ten years. During this time, you must take care of yourselves.

You and your six brothers have the eldest taking charge. If there’s any issue, go to him. As disciples of the same master, you should love and support each other, understand?"

"I understand, Master." Wang Xuan knew his master was preparing for a retreat to break through to the Void Realm. Once in the Void stage of True Immortal status, He Fang would be one of the strongest on the Mother Star.

If he reached the later Void stage, aside from the Half-Step Immortal and the Immortal, he could travel anywhere, fearing none. At that time, He Fang’s position at Immortal Martial Mountain could rank in the top thirty. In another ten years, definitely the top twenty.

"Now, you may go." He Fang must pursue his own future, and the disciples’ matters could only be put aside temporarily, relying on themselves for now.

This period would be the most opportunistic time for enemies to take advantage of. He anticipated this and hoped they’d stay vigilant, protecting themselves adequately.

In fully exerting himself to break through, he couldn’t afford to be distracted. Breaking through to the Void Realm demands everything, for the slightest mistake leads to death and annihilation. No one dares to underestimate it.

Wang Xuan withdrew, not expecting his master to go into seclusion so soon. But being disciples, consistently pushing through realms with promising futures, meant He Fang, as their master, had his own cultivation too, and couldn’t protect them like a mother hen indefinitely.

The Black and White Mountain stood nearly three hundred meters tall, continuously rising with Wang Xuan’s growing cultivation, this peak possessing immense height and vast expanse.

Across several kilometers of Black and White Mountain, the bamboo forest rustled; Xiaojin, possessing a pure Dominator bloodline Golden Turtle, had grown to thirty meters in diameter. Its head emerged large enough to swallow a whole elephant.

Even with a friendly demeanor, Xiaojin appeared fierce. The Divine Beast bloodline naturally offered immense strength and formidable defense, turning it into a machine of slaughter. It could never appear cute.

"Wang Xuan, Wang Xuan, you’re finally back." Xiaojin shook its body, casually stomping, causing the earth to tremble. Its cultivation broke through to the Divinity Transformation stage, advancing not so much slower than Wang Xuan.

"Well done, when you reach the Celestial Demon Realm, I’ll promote you, letting you become the Mountain Guardian Spirit Beast of Black and White Mountain. How about that?" Wang Xuan chuckled.

"That’s great!" Xiaojin nodded joyfully; no worries about food and drink, few troublesome affairs, the role of Mountain Guardian Spirit Beast was truly a good job.

He glanced at the Mountain-Throwing Seal on Xiaojin’s back; Xiaojin’s cultivation was growing rapidly, and the seal’s pressure had lightened over months.

With a wave, the Mountain-Throwing Seal swiftly expanded to a forty-meter diameter, its weight increased several fold. Xiaojin felt a heavy burden, yet maintained strong momentum.

Running with the mountain on its back accelerated its cultivation growth.

Wang Xuan ascended the mountain, where Black and White Mountain was quite quiet. The Shuishui sisters were still in Southeast Asia, Xiong Bamboo was in Yuzhang City, and the remaining servants clearly had little in common with him.

"The mountaintop is quite peaceful. I’ll take time to live here in the future." Di Xuan casually opened a jar of aged wine, finishing it in one go.

"Do you even have time?" Wang Xuan shook his head, "You’ve accumulated enough women already. Even if you spend a few days with each, a month will fly by."

He really worried that this guy might end up dying because of women; those who underestimated women usually met tragic ends. More importantly, he must avoid drawing trouble to himself.

"How can a man enjoy picturesque lands without beautiful companions?" Di Xuan laughed heartily, "Rest assured, my women aren’t clingy."

Gathering together, naturally, they weren’t just chatting idly. Their mutual understanding hinted at an uncanny depth of familiarity, leaving few topics of conversation.

They were here merely for cultivation.

"What’s your gain?" Di Xuan asked. Regarding the Tower of Space-Time, his knowledge remained at its "accelerator" status.

As the main figure, Wang Xuan held significant authority.

"It’s not bad, sufficient for you to advance to the Jade Platform Realm, but the rest will depend on you." Wang Xuan stated.

This time, they decided to break through together.

With the True God Spirit Bone and He Fang seclusion, such a state necessitates sufficient strength to reduce future risks.