Chapter 59

Green light flickered as the twelve-petaled pink lotus slowly came to a stop. Shen Xian’er opened her eyes, and in that moment, radiant light burst from her body, casting divine brilliance all around.

“How do you feel?” Han Luo asked as he stepped forward.

“Senior Brother, my body feels so light… like I could fly,” she replied, her voice filled with wonder. As if echoing her words, her body gently floated upward, her silhouette taking on an almost celestial quality.

Just then—

Whoosh! A figure appeared without warning.

Peak Master Wudao raised a hand and released a strand of white light, stabilizing Shen Xian’er midair. “Circulate the Falling Immortal Art and solidify your current state,” he instructed calmly.

Following his teacher’s guidance, Shen Xian’er immediately entered a meditative state and began to regulate her qi.

“Master!” Han Luo greeted respectfully, understanding why his teacher had appeared so suddenly.

After completing seven rounds of spirit cleansing in such a short time, Shen Xian’er’s body had clearly been pushed to its limits. If her cultivation wasn’t stabilized immediately, her qi might spiral out of control, damaging her heart vessels—something even life-threatening in extreme cases.

“You invented this array?” Wudao asked, his voice tinged with rare emotion as his gaze settled on the Spirit-Cleansing Array.

“Yes, Master. The Spirit-Cleansing Array is my invention,” Han Luo answered truthfully.

He had nothing to hide from Wudao. In Han Luo’s eyes, his master had always been a hidden expert who kept a low profile.

“Hmm.”

Wudao extended his hand and sent a thread of spiritual power into the array disc, carefully examining it. As he did, a storm surged within his heart.

This disciple... truly astonishing.

Inside this Spirit-Cleansing Array, he sensed traces of both the Nine Laws of Formations and the True Nine Li Techniques. Even more shockingly, upon deeper analysis, he actually experienced some improvement in his own understanding of formations—something that hadn’t happened in years.

This was no ordinary creation.

He had once helped his senior brother construct the Falling Immortal Grand Array, a seventh-grade formation… and yet this Spirit-Cleansing Array stirred his heart more than that.

Wudao began to reassess his disciple.

He had initially believed Han Luo's peerless talent lay in cultivation alone. But now it was clear—the boy excelled not just in cultivation, but also in formations and alchemy. If he were to delve into talismans, puppetry, magical tools... Han Luo would likely be equally gifted.

Could it be… that Han Luo was the legendary variable destined to emerge during the millennium tribulation?

The possibility left Wudao deep in thought.

Meanwhile, Shen Xian’er slowly opened her eyes, having stabilized her cultivation. Her entire aura had undergone a dramatic transformation.

The once lively and adorable little girl now radiated an ethereal glow. Without releasing even a trace of spiritual energy, a soft green light circled her body like a divine halo.

“Xian’er, activate your qi. Let me take a look,” Han Luo instructed.

“Okay!”

As she activated her inner energy, she seemed to transform into a celestial maiden descending from the heavens. The flowers around her bloomed. Grass danced in delight. Even the wind slowed down, playfully circling her.

From above, flocks of birds gathered as if summoned.

One bird was entirely crimson, like a ruby come to life. Its feathers were flawless, glistening in the sun—eerily reminiscent of the mythical Vermilion Bird. Another, wreathed in flames, had nine heads, exuding a powerful divine presence.

Even more appeared—creatures resembling celestial cranes, blue phoenixes, golden-winged eagles, and other legendary beasts. On the ancient parasol tree, a multicolored divine bird stood, cloaked in soft chaos light, its appearance barely discernible but clearly sacred.

On the ground, mystical beasts pranced and played. A snow-white tiger with wings, a scaled creature with the aura of a qilin, a snake-like being with horns and five-clawed limbs coiled behind Xian’er—every one of them exuding a mythical presence.

Phoenixes soared. Dragons swam in the lake. Sacred beasts danced.
It was a divine spectacle that echoed scenes from immortal ascension.

But then... the whole tone changed.

Floating around Shen Xian’er, in the midst of this holy vision—were dishes.

Yes, dishes.

Plates of soy-braised pig trotters, spicy tofu, red-braised pork ribs… all manifested from thin air and began orbiting her like stars around a moon.

“Ahahaha!”

Shen Xian’er burst out laughing, the sound like bells. In a flash, the celestial maiden turned into an excited foodie. Her chubby hands swept through the air, gathering every dish into her enchanted bowl-and-chopsticks set and digging in with wild glee.

It was an anomaly.

Xiaobai rubbed her eyes, stunned.

According to ancient texts, during the great spirit-cleansing events of the past, cultivators occasionally triggered blessings from the heavens—known as “phenomena.”

And such phenomena were a sign of divine favor. Those who bore them were said to be destined for immortality.

What Shen Xian’er was experiencing perfectly matched those ancient descriptions. The sudden appearance of mythical beasts, the aura of peace and sanctity—it was all there.

But the food? That was new.

“Han Luo, are you seeing this?” Xiaobai called out, eyes wide with awe.

But no response came.

She turned—and found Han Luo scribbling in his notebook, not even looking at the phenomenon.

“Han Luo! What are you doing?! This is a once-in-a-million-years spirit-cleansing phenomenon! You could gain untold insights just by watching it!”

Xiaobai shouted in disbelief.

Then a terrifying thought struck her, and she slowly turned toward him again.

“Wait… don’t tell me you already figured something out…”

The idea horrified her.

It was one thing to be outshone by Shen Xian’er—her origins were cosmic in scale, and very few across history could compare. But to be outdone by Han Luo?

He was just a crafty little guy with a clever brain and average talent! Or so she thought.

But now… one after another, he’d created the Trapped Immortal Array, the Perfect Spirit-Cleansing Pill, the Spirit-Cleansing Array—each one more groundbreaking than the last.

How could someone with seemingly ordinary talent be capable of this? Even Li Jun seemed inferior in comparison!

Was she… completely wrong about him?

Han Luo looked up, calm as ever. “What are you staring at me for? I don’t have any phenomena on my face. Focus while you still can—those visions won’t last long.”

His tone was casual, but Xiaobai heard the deeper meaning.

This man… was not as simple as he looked.

Under his reminder, she hurriedly turned back and caught the tail end of the phenomenon, managing to glean a few valuable insights before it faded away.

“Eh? Where’d it go?” Shen Xian’er blinked in confusion.

The divine visions had vanished mid-meal—how frustrating! She was just getting into it!

“Senior Brother, what were those things? Can you bring them back again? They were delicious!”

Han Luo chuckled.

“Silly girl, those were spirit-cleansing phenomena. You don’t just summon them at will. But… since you have me as your senior brother…”

As he spoke, he raised a hand.

Spiritual energy gathered in his palm, and the next moment—boom—the very same divine visions manifested again around him.

“Go!” he commanded.

Instantly, the vermilion bird expanded into a creature the size of a car, trailing flames as it flew. White cranes glided through the clouds. On the parasol tree, the seven-colored phoenix shimmered, its calm presence blanketing the mountain in peace.

Below, sacred beasts played: tigers with wings, scaled qilins, dancing apes, and serpents like miniature dragons. A colossal dragon plunged into the lake, its body thick as a train.

And of course…

A wave of steaming dishes appeared once more, hovering beside Shen Xian’er. She squealed with delight, gobbling them down as she praised her senior brother with childlike joy.

In that moment—

The once quiet and lonely Luoxian Mountain became vibrant and alive, filled with the energy of mythical beasts, divine light, and the laughter of a gluttonous little girl.

For a brief time, it truly felt like a land of immortals—hidden in the mortal world, yet full of mystery and wonder.