The Bear King casually waved his hand, shattering the illusion before him, and said indifferently, "He indeed has courage. I heard he was still the King of Earth Immortals a few months ago, and now he dares to challenge me.

His cultivation level has progressed so quickly; someone who only pursues speed and neglects their foundation, how could they possibly reach the peak in the future?

This person is not worth worrying about and can be ignored."

"My lord, even though Hongwu Taoist is the king among the younger generation of Immortal Martial Mountain, such an attitude might provoke dissatisfaction," said a follower.

The Bear King snorted coldly, "Above the heavens and below the earth, only Slavic Mountain is the most noble. We are not something they can compare to."

His arrogant words silenced his subordinates, for the strong sense of pride and self-esteem among the Slavs was not to be touched.

After thinking it over, the Bear King replied with a letter, for though he could speak so, he couldn’t disregard the heroes of the world.

"You are not my enemy, so rest easy."

By saying this, he meant to leave Wang Xuan in peace, to mind his own business and not trouble him, as he could not be his opponent.

This isn’t arrogance, for the strongest of Pure Yang at present is indeed the Bear King!

After secluded cultivation for several days, as Wang Xuan opened his eyes, the piercing wind blew his black long hair incessantly. Looking down at the forest, he saw it was already covered with snow.

In the blink of an eye, winter had come.

Down the mountain, a Dominator with a ten-zhang diameter crawled around Black and White Mountain with a small mountain on its back, its eyes closed, clearly asleep.

It was well-practiced at carrying mountains, thoroughly familiar with the task, and since Wang Xuan hadn’t added weight, it enjoyed leisure for a while.

On its back, there were several eight or nine-year-old children, presumably descendants of disciples, as they were, after all, the reserve True Disciples of Immortal Martial Mountain, playing each day was simply their nature.

Facing the ferocious giant beast, they were not afraid in the slightest; truly, like newborn calves unafraid of Hu.

Wang Xuan drifted down, standing atop the Mountain-Throwing Seal, casually tossing some Pure Essence Pills, and before they touched the ground, the Golden Turtle snapped them up.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, the Pure Essence Pills were swallowed, and several of the children teetered, with two or three falling directly to the ground, crying out in surprise.

As they landed, there was thick snow beneath them, so even from a height of seven or eight meters, they weren’t hurt, and immediately they began laughing.

"You troublesome little ones, how did you get here?" Wang Xuan appeared, startling the children.

Immortal Martial Mountain is vast, spanning thousands of miles, and these little ones hadn’t even reached the Human Immortal Realm, so they clearly couldn’t have walked here.

"We came by flying boat," one child said confidently, trying to climb from the Golden Turtle’s neck onto its head.

The Golden Turtle realized the snow on its body was too thick, so with a shake, the snow fell with a clatter, and several children tumbled to the ground, nearly falling hard.

"Wang Xuan, what did you feed me just now? It’s quite nutritious; could you give me several bushels daily?" the Golden Turtle said with a flattering smile.

Although it bore the exceptional Dominator bloodline, pure though it was, the Golden Turtle was not haughty; instead, it idled in Black and White Mountain, indulging itself in food.

"Several bushels? Two hundred pills a day is already too much, just four sheng in volume, and you want to eat several bushels?" Wang Xuan glanced at the Golden Turtle.

It seems this creature had become plump in Black and White Mountain.

Its body hadn’t grown larger, but it had gained fat, which wasn’t a good thing. If this continued, Wang Xuan felt the Golden Turtle might become a pudgy turtle.

"Swallowing Essence Qi is so tiring; consuming these pills is much more comfortable." The Golden Turtle shook its head contentedly, living so comfortably for a year.

Wang Xuan shook his head, realizing this creature had grown too complacent. It was now the time for it to establish its three views, and it couldn’t be allowed to be so lethargic.

"Have you heard? On Moon Star, there’s a Beast Fighting Arena where alien race slaves often battle one another or are killed at the hands of humans.

If you don’t train diligently, I’ll send you there to practice and stimulate your potential by combating alien races."

Upon hearing Wang Xuan’s plan to send it to fight, the Golden Turtle, which had enjoyed leisure for so long, shivered thrice and quickly shook its head, "I won’t go, I won’t go."

"Are you sure you won’t go?" Wang Xuan smiled slightly, making the Golden Turtle uneasy.

"Could I just stay at Immortal Martial Mountain?" The Golden Turtle asked reluctantly.

Wang Xuan nodded, "Alright, but every month, you must defeat a Mountain Guardian Spirit Beast of the Same Realm, or else your instinct for killing might gradually be forgotten."

After speaking, he tossed out several hundred Pure Essence Pills, which the Golden Turtle happily swallowed, truly enjoying great benefits with Wang Xuan.

"Are you the Taoist?" a small child below demanded with hands on hips, "I’m Zhou Yu, and someday I’ll replace you, becoming the new Immortal Martial Taoist!"

The other children, obviously his followers, quickly agreed, "Exactly, Brother Zhou is so talented, he will surely become the Taoist."

Following the lead of Zhou Yu daily, they played countless fun games, ate delicious foods, and naturally believed Zhou Yu to be outstanding.

The child who claimed to have arrived by flying boat was evidently not from ordinary lineage, and Wang Xuan, upon investigating, was indeed surprised.

With such remarkable aptitude, the child’s future cultivation would certainly make him an exceptional prospect of Immortal Martial Mountain.

Possessing Immortal Flesh and Jade Bone and extraordinary congenital bone structure, is something beyond envy for ordinary people.

"Aspiring to become the Immortal Martial Taoist, what ambition," Wang Xuan thought, finding it odd, for he was the first Immortal Martial Taoist.

And this child’s lofty ambition was just to replace him.

In the eyes of children, the Immortal Martial Taoist was an exceptionally formidable figure, admired by many, and certainly their idol.

To someday become the shining star that these young boys gazed upon, Wang Xuan hadn’t anticipated, as his own rapid growth had left him unaware, given his youth.

"To become the Immortal Martial Taoist, you must have the courage for heroic combat and the perseverance to train diligently. You must work hard."

Wang Xuan patted Zhou Yu’s head, then summoned a stalk of Spiritual Bamboo from the mountainside and crafted it into several bamboo weapons, none of which had sharp edges.

"Gift these to you as a present. An Immortal Martial Disciple must have a heart for excellent martial arts, remember this well."

He soared up, kicking the Golden Turtle to urge its diligent practice, causing the Mountain-Throwing Seal to grow heavier by fifty or sixty percent, nearly making it turn pale.

"You’re abusing protected animals!" the Golden Turtle shouted.

In an instant, the weight of the Mountain-Throwing Seal increased by another twenty percent, truly causing it to turn pale.

The group of children looked at the bamboo weapons in their hands, everything about them perfectly suited their fondness, cherishing them immensely.

Even Human Immortal-level cultivators could wield them as weapons; they would likely accompany these children throughout their childhood.

Wang Xuan walked out of Immortal Martial Mountain, encountering one of the Bear King’s followers, who respectfully presented a letter; Wang Xuan glanced at him and realized he was a Divine Infant cultivator.

Having read the letter, Wang Xuan shook his head, clearly dissatisfied.

"I heard that Slavic Mountain’s disciples always exclude the disciples of other sects, possessing a sense of arrogance superior to others. Now it seems the rumors are indeed true."

With a flick of his sleeve, Wang Xuan believed it was time to give the Bear King a lesson and knock down his pride to safeguard his own honor.

The renowned Life Essence Immortal Peach had soared to terrifying heights on Mother Star, with its price having inflated ten times above its Immortal Dome Pavilion value on the black market.

Many cultivators on Mother Star grumbled, and even some True Immortals believed Wang Xuan should share the fruit for the benefit of all, instead of hoarding it and restricting its sale.

At this time, Wang Xuan set off for Precious Light Temple, for lacking Source Power, the only thing that could satisfy his demands was the Power of Faith.

Those sects founded on religious grounds often follow the Incense Fire God Path, where the Power of Faith plays a key role in their cultivation.

He aimed to use Life Essence Immortal Peach as a bargaining chip, trading with various mountain gates for corresponding Power of Faith.