In the Primordial World,
the East China Sea.
A thousand years prior, the Three Pure Ones had divided their households.
Leader Tongtian had come to the East China Sea, cleaving Jin'ao Island to establish his Daoist sanctuary.
Centered around Jin'ao Island, numerous immortal islands were distributed across ten thousand miles of vast blue waves like stars surrounding the moon.
The disciples of Jiejiao lived upon these immortal islands.
Due to their location in the East China Sea,
the immortal islands were filled with rich spiritual Qi of water, their air moist and wreathed in clouds and mist.
Yet there was one immortal island that possessed not the slightest trace of dampness; instead, it was scorching hot, resembling a blazing furnace and radiating an arid heat.
Fire Dragon Island.
A young man with sword-like brows, star-like eyes, and a handsome face sat cross-legged.
With red hair, crimson pupils, and clad in red robes,
endless flames enshrouded him, their rolling surges making the youth appear like a fire god of legend.
Awakening from the flames, Luoxuan spoke aloud:
"System, check in!"
That's right!
Luoxuan was a transmigrator.
Before his transmigration, he had been a miserable wage slave, working like an ox and a horse every day, exploited by his boss.
On a whim, he had done a good deed, only to be struck by a mud-truck, and subsequently transmigrated into the Primordial World.
He had become an outer sect disciple of Jiejiao, Luoxuan the Immortal Amidst the Flames.
Such is the impermanence of life,
a real mess of twists and turns!
At the very beginning,
upon learning his identity, Luoxuan had felt like dying.
Well-versed in the lore of the Primordial World, he naturally knew the tragic fate of Jiejiao: its disciples would either perish or be converted by the Western Sect, and even Tongtian, the sect leader, could not protect himself, ending up imprisoned in Zixiao Palace.
How utterly miserable.
Just as Luoxuan was secretly pondering whether he should make a run for it, the check-in system suddenly descended.
As the name implied,
so long as he completed check-ins, he would obtain rewards.
Luoxuan instantly perged up.
As a veteran bookworm, he knew all too well what a system was—veritably the essential divine artifact for any transmigrator.
Without a system: You dare provoke me? You must be kicking a cotton ball~~~
With a system: I don't eat beef!
After some introduction,
Luoxuan finally understood how to use the check-in system.
So long as he checked in at famous locations in the Primordial World, such as Mount Kunlun, Mount Buzhou, or Zixiao Palace, he could complete check-in tasks and receive system rewards.
"System, check in at Fire Dragon Island."
Luoxuan anticipated.
Though he didn't know whether Fire Dragon Island counted as a famous location, trying wouldn't cost him anything.
The words had barely left his lips
when the cold, mechanical voice of the system rang out.
[Ding!]
[Checked in at Fire Dragon Island. Congratulations to the host for obtaining a reward of a thousand years of magic power!]
Suddenly,
a warm current surged into Luoxuan's body.
Luoxuan hurriedly circulated the Upper Qing Immortal Scripture to refine this majestic magic power.
The Upper Qing Immortal Scripture had been created by Sage Tongtian and passed down to his disciples; naturally, it was extraordinary.
Having circulated it for just two and a half cycles,
Luoxuan had completely refined the thousand years of magic power, mastering it thoroughly.
"Pop!"
With a sound echoing through the void,
the aura around Luoxuan fluctuated, and his cultivation broke through from the late Golden Immortal stage to the peak Golden Immortal stage.
The cultivation realms of the Primordial World were divided into:
Earth Immortal, Heaven Immortal, True Immortal, Mysterious Immortal, Golden Immortal, Taiyi Golden Immortal, Daluo Golden Immortal, Semi-Sage, and the eternal Sage.
That Luoxuan was able to break through
was certainly due in part to his profound accumulation,
but that thousand years of magic power had also filled the final gap, allowing him to cross that crucial threshold.
Luoxuan opened his eyes.
Within his crimson pupils, flashes of firelight flickered before vanishing in an instant.
Feeling the changes within himself, Luoxuan wore a face full of joy.
A thousand years of magic power wasn't a huge amount,
yet neither was it small.
For an ordinary cultivator, cultivating a thousand years of magic power required at least three thousand years of arduous, grinding effort.
After all, cultivators could not cultivate every single day.
Practicing divine abilities, studying array formations, and visiting friends all consumed time and energy.
Moreover,
Fire Dragon Island was merely one of the thousands of islands on the periphery of Jin'ao Island and was nothing special, yet it still yielded such a generous reward.
If he were to check in at places like Mount Buzhou or Zixiao Palace, the rewards would likely be even more abundant.
"An Xiantian Spiritual Treasure or a Spiritual Root?"
Suddenly,
Dong dong dong!
Three beats of a drum spread across the entire East China Sea.
Ordinary cultivators could not perceive the existence of this drumbeat, but to the disciples of Jiejiao, it felt like thunder beside their ears.
This was the fish-drum of Sage Tongtian.
Luoxuan hastily stood up,
stretching out his hand to reckon, he calculated that today happened to be the day Tongtian was lecturing on the Dao.
He did not dare to delay in the slightest.
After all, that was a Sage; if he arrived late, even if the Sage did not blame him, his fellow disciples would feel aversion, thinking him someone who lacked respect for his master and the Dao.
Luoxuan produced the Myriad Crow Pot, releasing countless fire crows.
The moniker of the Immortal Amidst the Flames was not given for nothing; Luoxuan was not only proficient in fire-attribute spells, but also possessed five fire-attribute magical treasures, all of which were lower-grade Xiantian Spiritual Treasures.
This Myriad Crow Pot was one of them, capable of releasing countless fire crows to combat enemies.
In the air,
the fire crows flapped their wings, stirring up waves of scorching flames that dyed the sky a crimson red.
Countless fire crows converged to form a cloud of fire.
Luoxuan leaped up onto the fire cloud.
Instantly,
his entire person transformed into a streak of firelight that soared straight into the sky, heading in the direction of Jin'ao Island.
Along the way,
Luoxuan saw many fellow disciples hurrying toward Jin'ao Island.
Some flew on swords, some rode mounts, and others sailed upon clouds—truly like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each displaying their own divine powers.
The speed of the fire crows was extremely fast,
and coupled with the fact that Fire Dragon Island was not far from Jin'ao Island, Luoxuan soon reached his destination.
Jin'ao Island,
spiritual Qi was dense and exotic flowers were in full bloom.
Divine turtles and cranes rested among the forests, while ginseng babies and lingzhi horses frolicked in the fields.
"As expected of a Sage's Daoist sanctuary, truly extraordinary."
Luoxuan sighed in admiration,
and then followed the stream of people into Biyou Palace.
At this moment,
Leader Tongtian had already arrived.
Clad in green robes and possessing a handsome appearance, although his expression was amiable and not stern, the faint pressure of a Sage surrounding his body still made none dare to act presumptuously.
Luoxuan raised his eyes to look,
finding that the futons in the very front were already filled with people.
Sitting at the very front were the four great inner sect disciples: Daoist Duobao, Our Lady of Jinling, Our Lady of Wudang, and Our Lady of Turtle Spirit, followed slightly behind by the Seven Attendant Immortals, Zhao Gongming, and the Three Xiao Sisters.
Among these people, the strongest had already reached the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, while the weakest were at the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm.
It could truly be called a gathering of the strong.
Sweeping his gaze across them,
"Hmm, Senior Sister Jinling is truly beautiful, Senior Sister Wudang and Senior Sister Turtle Spirit are also not bad, and the Three Xiao Sisters each have their own distinctive charms. As for Senior Brother Duobao and Senior Brother Gongming... uh, let's skip them."
Luoxuan found his own seat and sat down.
The lecture on the Dao began!
Down below,
Luoxuan silently called upon the system in his heart.
"System, check in!"
The reason he had waited until he entered Biyou Palace to check in was because Sage Tongtian was right here, and perhaps he could bask a little in the Sage's good fortune.
Mountains needn't be high; with immortals, they are numinous, after all.
[Ding-dong!]