n moments, the light receded, and Qiyun collapsed, unconscious.

Long Ba rushed to his side, cradling him and calling out, “Qiyun! Qiyun!” He hurriedly flew back to their humble cottage with Qiyun in his arms.

The Falling Leaves Sect was left in ruins from the earlier display of power, leaving only the sect masters and Yu Qingqing on stage, all stunned by what they had witnessed.

Ye Tianxiang, eyes bloodshot, shouted, “Long Ba, damn you! I will never forgive you or your grandson as long as I live!”

He then flew off towards Wu Yuan City, leaving the remaining sect masters to rescue the injured children. Only Si Xingtian and Feather Dust stayed behind, discussing the event.

An aged voice spoke, “In an instant, a sect was destroyed. What kind of power is this? Feather Dust, should we protect this child or…”

“I think… it’s best if we don’t get involved.”

“This child is a rare genius. How can we not protect him?” thoughts agitated.

“Let’s help him in secret. This child’s future is limitless,” saying this, they vanished, leaving no trace.

“Master! Master!”

I blinked my eyes open and jumped up, “What just happened? How did I faint?”

“Hehe, still too young.”

“Who are you?”

Before me stood a refined man, holding a dragon fan, exuding an unspoken aura of sacredness. His azure robe was embroidered with two dragons, their heads raised and mouths open in clouds, seemingly attempting to swallow the fiery red Dragon Pearl on his golden crown.

“Who I am is not important. I’m just a spirit sealed in your mental world, entrusted to accompany your growth.”

Shocked, I looked around and was astonished by the scene—a desolate, powerful landscape with four golden thrones floating high above. How could I sense this?

Gasping in awe, I watched as the ground rolled and one of the thrones rose, forming a stairway leading to a majestic seat, built from billions of steps. This sight was beyond anything, with a fifth throne now added.

The young man with dragon tattoos said, “Do you know where you stand now?”

Lost in thought, a familiar voice anchored me back.

“Is there a place for me here?”

“Of course, and you’re in the center. Another thing, you’ll have your chance in the future.”

“What!!! What about the other four seats?”

“I have three brothers, making four of us.”

“Three brothers? There’s only you here. How could there be three more seats?”

“Look at your dantian,” the man in azure, with a wave, caused my dantian to shake and reform. I yelled in pain, almost unable to bear it, but within a short time, my dantian was reshaped.

It was now of another dimension, full of radiant colors, a breathtaking sight.

“What did you do to me?” I asked, feeling my qi skyrocketing to the sixth level.

“Doesn’t it feel good?”

I felt elated by my rapid progress.

“Thank yo

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