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Chapter 853 - 710: Home!

Chapter 853: Chapter 710: Home!

Under the reception of a group of Tribulation Crossing Cultivators, the people from the Etiquette Institute settled each of them down.

As for the several dozen Turbid Immortals and Tribulation Crossers who accompanied Wang Zijia, none followed. They were taken into the Divine Kingdom by Ice Frost.

Many of these individuals were Divine Dao cultivators, and even with disguises, they were unsuited for appearing in public for too long.

If they spent too much time with the lower-level disciples, they might inadvertently expose them to "radiation" pollution, causing them to "go mad."

Only once one had become a god and could retract this madness-inducing pollution would things be better, but that too would make them even more frenetic.

Therefore, Ice Frost and Lei Ting had always followed Wang Zijia like attendants, causing the Tribulation Crossing Cultivators from the other sects to tread cautiously.

After mingling warmly with everyone for quite some time, Wang Zijia finally left.

The real banquet would be held in a few days, so naturally, Wang Zijia didn’t stay with them the whole time.

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West of the Wanyu Sect, the Xilin Branches.

This place was utterly different from the sparse small building complexes scattered throughout the primeval forest of years past.

Now, there was a vast area with numerous building complexes resembling towns.

These buildings sparsely covered the Xilin, bordering the various branches of the sect to the east and extending deep into the wilderness to the west.

Centered around the Jade Talisman Sect, quite a few branches had begun to take shape.

And the core Jade Talisman Sect had completely transformed.

Even the central White Peach Peak was raised to at least five times its previous height. Although it still couldn’t compare with the Qifeng, it could now be considered a mountain peak.

The only thing that remained unchanged was the White Peach Peak, which was still covered with a peach forest, and the layout at the summit had hardly changed at all.

In the midst of the peach forest, seven giant peach trees surrounded a big courtyard, and in front of the courtyard was a palace building complex.

Now the Seven Trees had grown much taller and had successfully advanced to fourth-grade spiritual wood, and they were even close to reaching the fifth grade, with more developed Spiritual Wisdom.

Of course, it wasn’t their own growth that accomplished this, but rather that after Wang Zijia left, the Warehouse reached its limit for storing Nether Corpses, and the Paper Figures fed all the corpses to them as per the contingency plan.

The trees had finally shed their blossoms, and between the leaves, one could faintly see gigantic fifth-grade longevity peaches revealing themselves.

At this moment, in the Small Courtyard at the center of the peach forest, several people were looking forward with anticipation.

As Wang Zijia descended gracefully, Xiang Feifei’s face was already streaked with tears as she flung herself at him.

"Young Master!"

"Husband!"

"Son-in-law!"

"······"

The other women, too, approached excitedly.

Wang Zijia stretched out his arms to embrace Xiang Feifei, his left hand stroking her back while his other hand reached out to pet Bai Qian who had come close.

After several years apart, Bai Qian had also grown into a tall and graceful young woman.

"Alright, haven’t I come back?" Wang Zijia said while soothingly stroking Xiang Feifei’s back.

Xiang Feifei stopped sobbing and said, "Next time, don’t disappear like that suddenly. You thrust us into the Lower Realm out of nowhere, and then you went through that ordeal. Your Soul Lamp flickered on and off, nearly scaring me to death!"

"Well, today I’ve returned; we should be happy, so no more crying," Wang Zijia said gently.

"Yes!" Xiang Feifei hugged Wang Zijia tightly, greedily breathing in his scent.

"Tell me how you’ve all been these seven years," Wang Zijia said with a smile, as he sat down at the stone table in the courtyard.

"What could we have gone through? Most of the time, we stayed in the Qinglian World. Even the tower master rarely let us return to the clan, and even if we did, at the slightest hint of trouble, we’d be shoved back there," said Fei Fei.

"That’s right, Young Master, Tower Master Zhang likes to keep us locked up," Bai Qian added.

Wang Zijia smiled warmly and said, "Then one day, I shall lock him up too!"

"Uh... there’s no need for that. He did it for our own good. But you tell us, how have you spent these past years, and why did your Soul Lamp keep extinguishing and relighting for the first five years?"

"Ah, about that... it’s a long story. Initially... "

In the White Peach Courtyard, amidst the rustling of peach trees and the gentle breeze, Wang Zijia and the women chatted about family matters.

Perhaps it was only here, only with these people, that Wang Zijia could find some semblance of his original simplicity.

Twelve years of cultivation had indeed had a significant impact on him.

After enjoying a moment of tenderness until the evening, once the women had left, Wang Zijia set up a prohibition around the Small Courtyard.

He and Xiang Feifei then commenced a fierce battle.

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, and indeed seven years of separation was quite long.

Thus, the battle was intense and lasted throughout the night.

The troublesome part was that Wang Zijia’s cultivation was now so high that his Dao Body was well-developed; even without displaying miraculous tricks, he had to be careful not to unleash his full power. Otherwise, Xiang Feifei couldn’t withstand it.

It was time to prioritize improving this girl’s cultivation level; otherwise, holding back like this was a bit torturous.

During the battle, that’s what Wang Zijia thought.

Moreover, with his current cultivation level and status, there wasn’t much need for him to hide or hold back in the Spirit Suppressing Realm.

What’s more, with Ice Frost and Lei Ting as his backers, he wouldn’t need to worry even in the Central Immortal Domain—he certainly had some facet of status now!

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The next morning, at dawn,

Xiang Feifei rarely missed her morning practices, not because she didn’t want to, but because she couldn’t get up.

Wang Zijia, on the other hand, was refreshed and, as usual, after breakfast, went over to the White Peach Tower.

"Greetings, Master!"

"Greetings, Tower Master!"

"..."

Early in the morning, a large group of people waited outside the White Peach Tower.

In addition to An Xingsheng and a few of his child disciples, there were also the Saint Masters from the Qinglian World who had become Infant Gods, and a group from the Demon Suppression Sect represented by the Thunder Emperor Liang Cheng and the transmigrator Feng Haonan.

Now, the Jade Talisman Sect had split from the original two factions into a complete third faction.

The weakest of them turned out to be the Xilin Branches, which were established first and could be considered the hosts.

The largest in size was the Demon Suppression Sect faction, but most were low-end.

The Qinglian Lineage, on the other hand, was the absolute main force, as several hundred Infant Gods, thousands of False Infants, and tens of thousands of Perfected - that was no joke!

Placed within the Sect, that was a force far surpassing any other faction!

...

Wang Zijia scanned the crowd, seven years for him was not short, and for everyone else, even for An Xingsheng, it wasn’t considered long either.

If not for the busy years of fighting with the Devil Gate, which were quite eventful, it would probably have seemed like a blink of an eye for everyone else.

Thus, they felt no strangeness towards Wang Zijia, but instead, due to rumors they had heard the day before, they held a sense of zeal and adoration.

After assessing everyone, Wang Zijia entered the Main Hall and said, "You all come here early in the morning to chatter, not even giving me a moment of rest, huh!"

The crowd: "..."

"Alright then, do as you wish!" Wang Zijia took a seat in the main seat of the Jade Talisman Sect’s Main Hall and, with his words, gestured with his hand.

A posture inviting them to start their performance.

Even though they had experienced Wang Zijia’s attitude many times before, the crowd was still somewhat speechless.

Saint Master Li Lexin took a deep breath, bowed respectfully, stepped forward, and reported:

"Master, during the seven years of your absence, our Jade Talisman Sect has developed greatly, particularly the Demon Suppression Sect. Due to the fall of the Devil Gate and the liberation of countless nations of people and livestock, the expansion has been exaggerated."

"Because its size keeps inflating, it is no longer suitable to be merged into the original two branches, so after discussion among us disciples, another branch was created..."

With Li Lexin’s opening, An Xingsheng, Feng Haonan, and others started their reporting, deliberations, and bickering.

Wang Zijia didn’t intend to participate much and played the role of an audience, listening and watching.

Those who needed his decision would naturally bring the matters to him. Now, his role was merely to act like a Sea-Calming Divine Needle, to give the final seal of approval.

That was also what he wanted.

Otherwise, if the Jade Talisman Sect couldn’t operate without him, what was the point of establishing it in the first place?

Actually, there wasn’t much necessity now, but it wasn’t useless either. For now, maintain it as it is, and when the Spirit Suppressing Realm is completely unified, he would have his own direct forces to utilize, and management wouldn’t be a concern.

Moreover, unifying wasn’t far off, nor would it consume too much time and effort.

Since the allied forces of Tribulation Crossers returned with him yesterday, it meant that the era of the Town Spirit Domain Immortal Alliance would reopen.

...

Busy all day, not every matter was entirely resolved.

Although there weren’t many things requiring his involvement, the scope was too broad, and there was a lot for him to be informed about after seven years.

The current state of the Xilin Branches;

The plans for the three continents of the Qinglian World;

The Demon Suppression School disciples spread almost throughout the Spirit Suppressing Realm, and the belief in the Immortal Venerate who delivered salvation from suffering...

There were lots of issues queuing up.

...

It wasn’t until the evening that all the disciples dispersed, with plans to continue tomorrow.

Wang Zijia actually felt a bit tired. He stood up and went to the rooftop of White Peach Tower, standing at the mountain’s peak, looking down at the significantly transformed Jade Talisman Sect below.

In the past, when White Peach Peak wasn’t very high, one could see the end of the building complex at a glance from the bottom of the mountain.

Now, the mountain had multiplied in height, and the end was no longer in sight.

The densely packed building complex surrounded White Peach Peak like stars surrounding the moon. At the mountain’s base, there were numerous buildings enclosing around a huge statue of his.

That was the Channel Stabilizing structure of the Jade Talisman Sect!

Further up, within the endless Peach Forest, were scattered Divine Dao cultivator mansions, with hardly any other buildings visible.

"Did you get a good look at all these matters today?" Wang Zijia stood on the rooftop, reminisced for a moment about the past, and suddenly spoke.

Behind him, on his left and right, stood Ice Frost and Lei Ting, who had been present all day.

"Is the master asking about the management of this place?" Ice Frost looked up at Wang Zijia respectfully, and upon seeing he didn’t speak, she continued:

"I’ve roughly grasped the pattern, which is quite different from our previous God System management style."

Without turning around, Wang Zijia gazed at the buildings above and below, and instructed in a calm tone:

"Naturally, it’s different from a belief-based system. Once you’ve understood, observe more. For now, start by adapting to the Jade Talisman Sect. Later, the management of the Spirit Suppressing Realm will be under your supervision, which was also the purpose of bringing you back to the Spirit Suppressing Realm."

"Disciple understands!" Ice Frost said respectfully.

Wang Zijia, however, said no more and walked towards the White Peach Courtyard behind him.

Seeing this, Ice Frost headed towards the area for distinguished guests, as her Cave Mansion was not yet completed.

As for Lei Ting, who was like an iron tower, he continued to follow Wang Zijia step by step, as if in this world, apart from following Wang Zijia and protecting him, nothing else mattered.

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