Chapter 1787

At the bottom of the inverted mountain at the exit of the Immortal Ascension Path, Xu Jie's face turned as black as a pot, and he roared angrily.

Originally, after several people entered the Immortal Ascension Path, they proceeded cautiously all the way, having prepared themselves for a nine-deaths-one-life chance.

But after walking this way, they found they had gone through all that trouble for nothing.

This damn thing was supposedly miraculous, with danger at every step and mortal peril everywhere, the Immortal Ascension Path that no one had ever passed through—damn it, in the end it was just like a little path inside a holy land.

From start to finish, even after the five walked out of the Immortal Ascension Path and entered the Immortal Realm, they encountered not a hint of danger.

They didn't even see a single formation or talisman seal, let alone any living creature.

He felt immensely conflicted; it wasn't that safely passing the Immortal Ascension Path was bad—being able to come to the Immortal Realm unharmed was naturally a good thing, a good outcome.

How to describe this feeling? It's like punching cotton, exerting all one's strength, yet ending up hitting nothing—who do you even reason with?

That would have been fine, but as soon as they exited the Immortal Ascension Path, they saw Guo Ming and his group, the welcoming disciples of the various major Immortal Realm powers.

Everyone had been guarding the exit of the Immortal Ascension Path, waiting for people from Haotu Shijie.

Originally, seeing movement at the exit, Guo Ming and his group had a little anticipation, but when Xu Jie and the five walked out of the Immortal Ascension Path, their faces all darkened in an instant.

What kind of people are these?

They have perfected Shèngjìng cultivation, yet they're not even a Great Saint?

Given Guo Ming and his group's cultivation level, they could instantly see how shallow Xu Jie and the five were, and immediately lost interest.

With such cultivation, they aren't even qualified to be cannon fodder entering that secret realm—yet the sect would still have to spend resources to nurture them, which is pure waste.

Expecting these people to break through to the Emperor Sovereign Realm before the secret realm opens is outright laughable, let alone hoping for anything from them once they're inside.

That's even more impossible.

So, someone immediately spoke up.

"A bunch of trash, go back where you came from."

Huh???

Hearing that, Xu Jie and the others hadn't yet reacted, but as newcomers they naturally wouldn't recklessly court death.

Xu Jie, this guy, even grinned and stepped forward to curry favor.

He kept smiling and offering things like courtesan picture albums, but Guo Ming and his group just looked on with contempt, too lazy to bother with him.

Finally, they all impatiently waved him off.

"We were originally here to welcome you people from Xia Jie, but your talent is truly garbage—go back, coming to the Immortal Realm is useless."

Hearing those words, Xu Jie finally couldn't hold back, resulting in the earlier roar.

But his roar meant nothing to Guo Ming and his group.

His talent hasn't been tested yet, so we can't be sure, but with this cultivation level it's really too low—perfected Shèngjìng cultivation.

So, facing Xu Jie's unwilling roar, someone also darkened their face and said.

"Get lost, or you'll all die."

"A bunch of worthless trash not even worth looking at—bringing them back would just waste time."

Seeing this, Xu Jie felt utterly humiliated—when had he ever suffered such injustice? Xu San had never not been a Heavenly Pride since childhood.

He gritted his teeth angrily, but openly resisting now would clearly be suicide, and Xu Jie isn't stupid.

With his mischievous, monkey‑like nature, even though he'd never suffered such humiliation before, well, if you ask whether he can endure it, he can still bear it for a while.

So, taking a deep breath, Xu Jie shifted his tone and immediately asked.

"Fine, I'm trash, trash—I have a question: which of your houses did Ye Zhangqing join?"

Huh???

As soon as those words were spoken, the others had no reaction, but Guo Ming blinked, then said with a strange expression.

"Do you know Young Master Ye?"

When he returned earlier, Guo Ming also learned about Ye Zhangqing's affairs with the Guo family, and even managed to mooch a meal off an old face—the taste still fresh in his memory.

If it weren't for his mission, he wouldn't want to come out again.

At this moment, hearing Xu Jie mention Ye Zhangqing, Guo Ming's attitude shifted instantly.

Seeing that, Xu Jie's gaze fell directly on Guo Ming, and the next second he raised his head and said.

"I am Ye Zhangqing's senior brother."

He raised his eyebrows and exhaled, secretly laughing—indeed, as Ye Zhangqing's junior brother, he could get by wherever he went.

I had long guessed this would be the result; even if we came to the Immortal Realm, my junior brother Ye Zhangqing would certainly be a honored guest of these Immortal Realm powers—look, isn't that proven?

Seeing Xu Jie's face change in an instant, Guo Ming's mouth twitched—damn this kid, I really want to give him a big slap.

But out of respect for Ye Zhangqing's face, Guo Ming endured and replied.

"Young Master Ye is indeed in our country; are you here to look for him?"

"Yes."

Thus, relying on Ye Zhangqing's connection, Guo Ming finally accepted Xu Jie and the five, though he had made it clear beforehand.

First bring the five back to the Guo family; as for whether resources can be provided, that will be decided by the Elder after we return.

Xu Jie and the five naturally had no objection—anyway, everything would wait until they saw Ye Zhangqing first.

But the other power disciples on site were puzzled, watching Guo Ming lead Xu Jie and the five away, their brows slightly furrowed, eyes full of suspicion.

"What does Guo Ming mean? You want this bunch of trash too? Your Guo family has so many resources you could burn them for fun."

"As for that Ye Zhangqing, he seems to be just a Xia Jie cultivator—how big a face does a Xia Jie cultivator have in your Guo family?"

However, facing the others' doubts, Guo Ming had no intention to explain; he simply took Xu Jie and the five and left, heading back to the Guo family.

Ye Zhangqing, who was in Qingbi Immortal City, still didn't know that Xu Jie and the five had already arrived in the Immortal Realm; he was currently on his way to the Guo family.

Another day passed, and after three days of treatment, Luo Jiuyou's injuries had improved greatly, allowing him to get up and walk.

However, Ye Zhangqing still let him rest another day; don't be anxious.

Same as the previous few days, Ye Zhangqing prepared medicinal meals, also prepared simple meals for the few disciples of the Netherworld Palace, as well as the meals for the Fifth Elder and Manager Li.

It was the same five dishes and one soup; when it was Fàn diǎn, Ye Zhangqing had the Fifth Elder and Manager Li's meals ready, set them on the table, then took the medicinal meals to Luo Jiuyou's room.

The previous few days were the same; when the time came, they would come on their own.

Indeed it was the same, except today was a bit different; the Fifth Elder was as before the past few days, but Manager Li brought along an old man with white hair and a youthful face.

All the way to the courtyard gate, the white-haired old man's expression was indifferent, showing no anger; merely, under Manager Li's guidance, they went all the way to the small courtyard.

This courtyard is the most ordinary one of the Hall of Longevity, used to receive diners; places better than this courtyard are everywhere within the Hall of Longevity.