Time passes differently in Cultivation—without a sense of years, in the blink of an eye, centuries go by.

On this day, thunderclouds churned atop Mystral. Corvus Crowley’s hair flew wild, and the third eye upon his brow fully awakened.

As his eyes opened with a flash of silver, in one glance he shattered eighty-one bolts of Heavenly Tribulation thunder, becoming the first disciple to ascend after Venerable Master Serenity made her ascent.

Before leaving, he gripped Luna’s hand tightly, "Luna, I’ll be waiting for you in the Immortal Realm."

Three hundred years later.

Rhys Blackwood attained enlightenment in the Abyss of Myriad Demons, proving his Path through killing.

The pitch-black demon mist formed a staircase to the heavens, and he ascended, climbing over heaps of white bones.

Years later, Kian Sterling found the ancient inheritance of The Fox Clan beneath the ruins of the Ancient Kingdom of Aeridor’s Imperial Palace—a bridge to the sky formed from ten fox tails, reaching straight into the clouds.

On the day he ascended, every fox in The Cultivation Realm prostrated in the direction of his departure, howling into the sky.

"Luna, remember to come find me in the Immortal Realm."

He gently pressed a finger to Luna’s brow, leaving a mark of Fox Fire. "If you dare forget me, heaven or earth, I will..."

Before he could finish, the guiding light embraced him, whirling him away from this world.

Zeke Veridian’s ascension was the most earth-shattering of all.

He sat in meditation at the Sea of Buried Swords for a hundred years, listening to billions of broken swords wail their sorrow and comprehended the sword intent of the Silent Extinction Green Lotus.

With one strike, all techniques stilled; the green lotus bloomed, tearing through every illusion.

During his tribulation, the thunders of the Ninth Heaven crashed down, but he shattered each bolt, sword in hand, transforming himself into the blade.

Bathed in rays of multicolored light, he flew astride his sword to ascend.

Since then, a new legend was born in The Cultivation Realm: The Azure Lotus Sword Saint.

Malachi Arcanus achieved enlightenment in battle with The Heretic Emperor. All three wolf heads spit out Karma Fire Red Lotus, burning their foe to a shrieking mess, rescuing thousands of mortal men who were captured to be made into puppets.

Suddenly, a Merit Golden Lotus blossomed beneath his feet, and with his virtuous deeds fulfilled, he ascended.

Soren Phoenix ascended with the most grace—he planted a ten-mile peach forest atop Mystral. He entered the Path through passion, piercing the tribulations of the mundane world with his romantic heart.

On the day he ascended, ten thousand peach blossoms became phantasms of The Rainbow Fairy to see him off. The Cultivation Realm called him The Peach Blossom Immortal.

Mael Valerius, too, soared during his tribulation as the roar of dragons shook the heavens and earth.

At the edge of the Vesperian Sea, he found the Ruins of the Progenitor Dragon and transformed into a golden dragon thousands of fathoms long, plunging into the nine skies.

Luna was the last to ascend.

She stood at the highest point of the Ruins of Kaelum, gazing at the marks left by her seven Beast Husbands, her smile tinged with resignation. "Those men sure do run fast."

She began forming hand seals, teal radiance blooming across her body.

Over the past century, she had already merged all branches of Spells into mastery.

As the tribulation thunder struck, she casually hurled the treasures given by the seven Beast Husbands, one after another, to withstand them—at last drawing a long sword with a resonant clang, deflecting the final bolt.

Within the Pool of Arrival, seven figures stretched out their hands to her at once.

"Luna, you’re thirty thousand years late; you’ve made us suffer for so long."

Corvus wiped the tears from her face and drew her deeply into his embrace.

By now, he was a famed Empyrean Warlord in the Celestial Realm, commander of the Heavenly Armies—invincible in countless campaigns and a terror throughout the Three Realms.

No sooner had Luna been drawn into Corvus’s arms than a light cough sounded nearby.

Jade narrowed his emerald eyes, Sword Qi flashing at his fingertips, and without making a fuss reeled her to his side. "Careful of your image, dear War God."

Though not a Warlord, his status was equally lofty. Now a Divine Monarch—dubbed The Azure Lotus Divine Lord—he held his own manor in the Thirty-Third Heaven.

Rhys was even more outrageous—having proven his Path through killing, he’d gone straight to the Demon Realm, toppled The Demon Lord, and claimed the throne himself.

He was now the new Demon Lord, titled The Nether-Demon Lord.

Black mist churned in his palm as he swept Luna directly to his side. "You’re coming to the Demon Realm with me first."

No sooner were the words out than Soren Phoenix’s Peach Blossom Fan intervened. "My, how imposing, Demon Lord! Luna’s only just ascended—surely she should first visit my Hall of a Hundred Flowers in the Thirty-Third Heaven and rest her feet."

Soren, after all, was the master of the Pavilion of a Hundred Flowers, ruling over all the flowers and plants of the Three Realms, revered as Lord of a Hundred Flowers.

The fortune of Kian Sterling was no less—he was now lord of Mount Veridia, famed across the Three Realms as The Fox Emperor.

His ten fox tails deftly swept Luna to his side, his smile warm and seductive. "Mount Veridia is unmatched in its beauty and freedom, with rare wines, fruits, and immortal peaches aplenty. Wouldn’t you like to..."

Mael Valerius now governed the Four Seas—appointed Dragon Lord of the Four Seas by the Celestial Emperor himself.

His dragon’s tail swept over and whisked her to him, declaring domineeringly, "Enough squabbling—Luna comes with me to the Dragon Palace of the Vesperian Sea first."

Malachi instantly exploded, "Bullshit! Luna obviously comes with me to The Heavenly Palace of Myriad Beasts!"

At once, the seven drew swords, immortal power surging, shattering the White Jade Railing beside the Pool of Arrival.

The Heavenly Soldiers guarding the pool hastily backed away, not daring to risk a calamity striking the innocent.

Still, their gazes burned with gossip, their eyes alight with curiosity.

Luna pressed her hand to her forehead in exasperation at the scene, "None of you are to fight—I’m reporting to the Ascension Platform first..."

The seven men instantly ceased their quarrel and, almost as one, reached consensus: they would escort her together.

If not, some clueless young immortal might assign Luna to the farthest, darkest corner.

Thus, an unprecedented spectacle unfolded at the Bureau of Passage in the Immortal Realm.

The Empyrean Warlord Corvus blazed a path, silver lance in hand.

The Azure Lotus Divine Lord shielded the flanks with his Sword Qi.

The Nether-Demon Lord covered the rear.

The Fox Emperor Kian swept Luna with all manner of immortal snacks and fox fruit treats, offering them at all times.

The Immortal Lord of Myriad Beasts, Malachi, regaled with jokes by her side.

The Lord of a Hundred Flowers, Soren, scattered petals to conjure a romantic air.

The Dragon Lord of the Four Seas, Mael Valerius, summoned a seven-colored auspicious cloud as her steed.

The Immortal Registrar trembled, cradling his record book. "This round of ascendants is honestly too legendary..."

When it came time to decide which division Luna should enter, the seven erupted in argument again, their eyes locking death-glares onto the registrar.

As if silently daring him to send Luna anywhere else and just wait to see what happens.

The Registrar broke into a cold sweat, not daring offend any of them—so he quietly slipped away to find Immortal Venerable Serenity.

When he found her, Immortal Venerable Serenity was playing chess with the Celestial Emperor at the Jade Pond.

"Save me, Your Majesty the Immortal Emperor!"

The registrar tumbled to his knees, voice quivering. "Your seven disciples are about to tear apart the Bureau over Celestial Sutton! You need to get over there immediately!"

Serena’s hand paused in mid-move, arching a cold brow, "Such promise."

The Celestial Emperor stroked his beard and laughed, "Your disciples are truly passionate."

Serena could only shake her head, waving a broad sleeve and connecting seven white chess stones into a line. "I’ll return soon enough."

Outside the Bureau, the auspicious clouds had nearly been scattered by the brawl among the seven men.

"My Pavilion of a Hundred Flowers has ten thousand acres of peach groves," Soren declared, Peach Blossom Fan swaying with rakish flair.

"So Luna can be your gardener? I think Luna would prefer..."

Kian Sterling smiled gently, but his words cut as sharp as blades.

Corvus’s silver eyes grew frosty. He planted his silver lance on the ground. "Shut it, all of you. Let’s take turns."

Suddenly.

A piercingly cold voice fell from the heavens. "Did you feed all the rules I taught you to the dogs?"

The seven, seeing Immortal Venerable Serenity descend from on high, froze on the spot and fell silent at once.

Luna’s eyes instantly sparkled. "Master!"

Immortal Emperor Serena glanced over her. "Impressive. You even managed to be thirty thousand years late to ascend?"

She shrank her neck, thinking, I ascended at the normal speed, okay? How can I compare with these seven monstrous Beast Husbands?

Before she spoke, all seven men stepped to shield her at once.

"Master, it was us disciples who failed to protect Luna."

"If you must punish someone, punish us."

Serena snorted with laughter. "Fine. From now on, Eighth will live in my Celestial Cloud Palace. When it’s your turn, come stay in my side halls yourself."

The seven were stunned, "Huh?"

With a flick of her sleeve, Serena whisked Luna away, "I’ll supervise her myself—lest you all demolish the Immortal Realm."

Corvus and the others hastened to give chase.

From then on, a new wonder graced the Immortal Realm.

Every morning, Immortal Emperor Serena would see her seven disciples squat at the gates of Celestial Cloud Palace, covetously awaiting a chance to accompany their beloved.

"Such promise."

For the unspeakable time, the Immortal Emperor snorted coldly—yet as she turned away, a faint smile traced her lips.

End of Extras.