Chapter 1, The Ruins of the Immortal Sect

Ye Shijin said: "The red glow on the horizon... how many days has it been?"

The gale suddenly ceased, just as it had abruptly risen at the beginning, and five more individuals appeared on the Immortal Welcoming Platform

He said, "So, in recent times, have there been any other cultivators coming to this place?"

Duma Laoye straightened his back and inserted the incense into the incense burner, gesturing to his subordinates, "You may leave now"

My son Dour has not returned for ten years. Yesterday, I received a letter, and Master Doma was so excited that he hardly slept all night. My son Dour will return home today

Ye Shijin walked in front, followed closely by four disciples from the sects, while Lord Doma attentively guided the way at the side

The Baoguang Cave illuminated the heavens, quickly attracting the attention of various major cultivation sects

Ye Shijin did not care at all, he said: "No need to rush, come, everyone sit down, I have something to ask." He pulled out the chair in the middle and sat down with great authority.

Master, this is my father, the great chieftain of Luoxing City, and this entire area is under my father's management

Duma was taken aback, thought for a moment, and said uncertainly: "It might be forty or fifty days, or perhaps more than sixty days, this... I can't remember clearly"

In the span of one month, a complete ruin emerged from underground, while the upper layers experienced landslides and earthquakes, and the great river ran dry. A large amount of rock and dust was thrown into the air, and as time passed, the dust gradually settled. Although dark clouds rolled in, they could not obscure the red glow emanating from the ruins.

In the distance, the sky is tinged with a dim red light, which has persisted for more than two months. The people of Luoxing City all say this is an ominous sign, but Lord Doma believes it to be a great omen, for his son, who has been away from home for ten years, is finally returning

However, the ancient texts mention the name of a primordial sect

Most importantly, the fact that my son Du'er actually refers to this person as the Grand Master is somewhat alarming

Duma, the elder, bent down and raised the incense, loudly proclaiming: "I respectfully welcome the esteemed immortal elder!"

Du Du'er hurriedly waved his hand and said, "You all go down and wait outside in the courtyard"

A voice with a slight magnetism emerged

Soon, they arrived at the backyard of the lord's residence. After passing through several doorways, they came to a moon gate, where Master Doma said: "Please, come in"

During the day, Master Doma burned incense and bathed, accompanied by the head and assistant stewards as well as guards and servants to begin a thorough cleaning. Master Doma intended to welcome the esteemed guest with the most solemn etiquette. His son mentioned in a letter that he would accompany a significant figure from the sect to Luoxing City.

Approximately three hundred li from here, there is a small town called Luoxing City. This is a border town, and to the southwest lies the site of the ruins.

Before coming, Ye Shijin specifically reviewed the classics in the sect. The Kunwu Mountain Range was quite famous in ancient times, and it is said that immortals resided there. However, the content recorded in the classics is not complete; it only briefly mentions it without detailed descriptions.

Ye Shijin nodded slightly; he could see that the place had been cleaned thoroughly, and even the surrounding plants had been trimmed neatly, clearly indicating that effort had been put into it

However, looking at Ye Shijin's expression, there was not much surprise; his complexion showed little change. That handsome face even made Lord Duma feel a twinge of jealousy, for he was a person favored by heaven

Ye Shijin understands that mortals cannot remember everything as clearly as cultivators do; cultivators, as long as they pay attention, almost never forget anything

It was only then that he saw his son, all four of them dressed identically in blue robes with black belts. Among the four, his son was the youngest, while the other three had middle-aged and elderly appearances. However, it was the person standing in the middle that left him secretly astonished

Duma Laoye recognized that this person held a very high status, and his attitude became even more respectful, his face adorned with a smile that was a kind of ingratiating grin. He said, "Esteemed Immortal, please come inside!"

The small building has a modest living room, furnished with tables and chairs, and on the table, several silver platters are piled high with locally produced fruits

Luoxing City is quite famous in this area. The mountain villagers in the nearby villages gather for markets in Luoxing City. This small city does not have city walls; it is built along the Luoxing River, backed by the mountains and facing the great river, with houses constructed in a terraced manner.

The esteemed master Du Ma did not dare to sit down; he stood to the side and said, "Please speak, esteemed immortal lord."

Ye Shijin sighed inwardly; from the very beginning, he knew he would not obtain much information. It was only Du Er's persistent efforts that made him believe there must be some clues here.

Duma said: "This place is indeed too simple, I hope the esteemed immortal lord will not take offense."

This city, more accurately referred to as the Tusi City, has the Tusi residence at its edge, and the current Tusi is Lord Duma.

Is this your father

On the Yinxian Platform, there is an incense altar with incense candles lit. Lord Duma stands respectfully a short distance from the altar, holding three incense sticks in his hand.

Duma Laoye does not recognize the ancestral master of his son's sect, yet this person is extremely well-known in the realm of cultivation, named Ye Shijin. In the cultivation world, he is nicknamed Master Jin and is a remarkably talented expert, ranking first in martial prowess within the sect where Du Er is located

Morning Immortal Sect

That person was surprisingly younger than his own son, even slightly slender, with an extremely fair and delicate complexion. He had a pair of starry eyes and sharp eyebrows, and his hair was jet black. Dressed in a black robe, he appeared refreshing and pleasant, with a warm smile on his face. However, when that person's gaze turned towards him, Duoma Laoye felt a sensation akin to being pricked by a needle.

Ye Shijin walked through the door

Within the residence of the lord, there exists a forbidden area where a small building has been constructed. The intricate carvings and painted beams are exquisite to the utmost degree, with the materials chosen being golden silk nanmu and sandalwood. This place is specifically designated for receiving the lord's son's fellow disciples

Father, let them go down; the ancestral master does not favor a large crowd

Upon arriving in front of the small building, four beautiful maidservants knelt on either side. Ye Shijin said lightly: "There is no need for anyone to serve here, let them leave."

A gust of wind swept through, and a glimmer of excitement flashed in Master Doma's eyes; his son was coming back!

Old Master Duma stood tall and straight, at eighty years old yet possessing the visage of a middle-aged man, though his hair and beard were completely white. He was accompanied by a large entourage, including the steward and the guards of the chieftain's residence, and apart from Old Master Duma, everyone else was kneeling on the ground

Duma said, "This... I really don't know, they... won't come to my lord's mansion." He looked at Ye Shijin with a hint of unease, feeling quite ashamed, as he had not answered both questions perfectly.

In the evening, Lord Doma, accompanied by a large group of people, awaited at the Welcome Immortals Platform. Since his son began his cultivation, he had constructed this platform specifically to welcome and bid farewell to those esteemed cultivators, for he understood that these formidable individuals often traveled by flight.

The emergence of precious light signifies the birth of treasures, represents opportunities and fortune, and indicates the resurgence of ancient civilizations. No sect of cultivation would overlook this, and all major sects have dispatched their most formidable experts to investigate.

Duma, nearing the age of eighty, possesses the physique and vitality of a middle-aged man. He is not a practitioner of the mystical arts, yet he has a son who is. This son has brought him miraculous elixirs, allowing him to maintain his health. However, in the past decade or so, he has begun to feel a slight sense of inadequacy.

The kneeling crowd also spoke in unison: "We respectfully welcome the esteemed immortal lord!" Their voices were loud, though slightly trembling.