A month quickly passed after the disciples left.
At Dark Shadow Island.
Yi Feng stood on the newly built playground practicing Tai Chi.
His white robe moved without wind, making him appear like a grandmaster.
Meanwhile, around him.
Everyone had gathered around, watching him with rapt attention.
After finishing his movements, Yi Feng smiled faintly.
Looking at the crowd gathered around, he felt rather speechless.
Then lay down on a lounge chair.
"Congratulations host, you have received 5,000 destiny points from disciple number four."
"Current destiny points: 8,900 points."
"Number four, Chi Yitong?"
"He's become so accomplished in just one short month!"
Yi Feng's face lit up with joy.
What made him even happier was that previously, when his disciples achieved something in the Immortal River Continent, the system would only reward him with a few destiny points. But now in the Immortal Realm, he suddenly got 5,000 points - this was equivalent to several months' worth of wages from the Immortal River Continent.
It seemed his earlier speculation wasn't wrong - sending these disciples out to open restaurants and run small businesses could indeed bring him destiny points.
The stakes in the Immortal Realm were indeed different.
Meanwhile, outside Dark Shadow Island.
The incident of burning down the Heavenly Immortal Palace had spread from person to person, centered around several immortal continents including the Desolate Immortal Continent, Eternal Immortal Continent, and Xining Immortal Continent.
Within just a few months.
It rapidly spread to other surrounding immortal continents.
At the Chuyuan Immortal Continent.
This was one of the Middle Three Continents.
At this moment, several first-tier sects from the Chuyuan Immortal Continent were holding their annual gathering.
The purpose of the gathering was to discuss the distribution of resources in the region.
So while these people appeared to be bigshots, in reality, there were countless hidden frictions due to conflicts of interest.
Usually, when they sat down together, it was full of sarcasm and mockery.
This year's atmosphere was somewhat different.
"Haha, Sect Master Zhang Yu."
"Haha, Sect Master Fang Xin."
Two sect masters who had nearly gone to war before and wished for each other's death were now exchanging pleasantries, looking like long-lost brothers.
Zhang Yu couldn't help but say, "Fang Xin, I heard your son set fire to a branch of the Heavenly Immortal Palace?"
Fang Xin stroked his beard, speaking with satisfaction, "Just like your son - one fire, and it was done completely, nothing left."
"Hahaha, then doesn't that make us family?" Zhang Yu laughed.
"Indeed, we are family!" Fang Xin stroked his beard, smiling, "From now on, our two sects must help each other!"
"Of course, of course."
"How about this - to show my sincerity, I'll no longer contest that disputed territory we've been fighting over, it's yours now," Zhang Yu said generously.
"Brother, you're too kind. As it happens, our sect recently opened a treasure vault and discovered quite a few immortal-level techniques. I'll have someone send you several copies later!" Fang Xin replied magnanimously.
While they were talking, two more former archenemies joined the conversation.
"Dear brothers, haven't you forgotten about us?"
They couldn't help but interject.
Fang Xin and Zhang Yu turned their gaze toward them.
"That's right, my unworthy son has done well - last month he killed several supervisors at the local branch of the Heavenly Immortal Palace, and now he's also imprisoned in Dark Shadow Island."
That person stroked his beard proudly.
"Oh my, we really are family!"
Fang Xin and Zhang Yu stood up and hurriedly shook hands with him.
The three huddled together, then turned their questioning gaze to the last person.
"Hehe, my son's deed is even more remarkable."
The last person couldn't help but puff out his chest, and under the expectant gazes of the three, he slowly said: "My son got the Female Supervisor of our local branch pregnant. The Heavenly Immortal Palace was furious and imprisoned him in Dark Shadow Island for eternity!"
He emphasized the word "eternity" very heavily.
The three were shocked.
"Oh my, my my, what a boss, a real boss, please take the seat of honor!"
The three hurriedly stood up to give the last person the best seat, showing full respect.
"Let's keep it low-key, low-key."
That person waved his hand casually while speaking.
But his body relaxed comfortably into the seat, thoroughly enjoying the flattery.
When the son becomes successful, the father basks in the glory too.
Looking at these four people, the other two sect masters were completely dumbfounded.
Since when did being imprisoned in Dark Shadow Island become something to be proud of?
Moreover, weren't these four mortal enemies before?
They used to fight to the death whenever they met, wishing they could kill each other with one palm strike, but now suddenly, they're willing to give their hearts to each other?
The two couldn't figure it out no matter how hard they thought.