"I wonder if the storm caused by the engagement has been completely settled yet."

In the courtyard, Jiang Lan was pouring spirit liquid onto the vegetative egg.

It had been forty years since he left the Ninth Summit. Even if others still used him as a topic of conversation, no one would know about him.

Most people had only seen him from afar on the day of the ceremony.

It had been forty years. They should have forgotten about how he looked.

After all, to others, he was just a passerby.

No one would remember him.

An unimportant memory would naturally be thrown into a corner and forgotten.

The first thing that came to their mind was that this person had gotten lucky to have been engaged to the Goddess.

It was nothing special.

Even if someone wanted to make a move on him, they would definitely not take it seriously.

Most people would feel a sense of superiority when facing him.

"Let's wait another ten years."

Even if the engagement storm had subsided, Jiang Lan still did not plan to leave the Ninth Summit now.

It was not time for him to go out and transcend the tribulation. He would wait a little longer.

After consolidating his current cultivation, he would go to other places in Kunlun to search for the opportunity to become an immortal.

"In the past few years, I didn't notice anyone from the Demon Race approaching the Ninth Summit. There weren't any special changes when the Netherworld's Entrance erupted. I wonder if it's because the demons didn't attack or if they were killed already."

Jiang Lan wasn't sure about this.

Indeed, he knew nothing about the changes in the outside world.

Was the Heavenly Human Race still paying attention to him? Was the Demon Race still going to attack him? Would the Dragon Race find trouble with him?

He wasn't sure of all these.

However, his immortal ascension was imminent. At that time, he needed to understand the movements of these forces.

Of course, to these factions, he was just a minor character.

After a few decades, he would most likely be forgotten.

This was for the best.

However, he still had to be careful when he went out.

Among these people, the one Jiang Lan cared about the most was the Heavenly Human Race.

From what he had learned before, the Heavenly Human Race couldn't tolerate those who ascended the Stairway To Heavens. However, he had walked up and ascended to the peak.

Feng Ji had also died.

Someone should have taken over him to investigate or chase Jiang Lan down.

Feng Ji could wait thirty years for him. It wasn't impossible for the others to wait fifty years for him.

However, forty years ago, the Second Summit seemed to have gotten rid of many spies hidden in the sect.

He didn't know if members of the Heavenly Human Race were part of them.

Jiang Lan read for a long time and spent some time clearing the paths on the Ninth Summit.

He then took care of the flowers in the evening.

Tonight, he did not enter the Netherworld Cave. Instead, he lay on the roof and looked at the stars.

He was about to become an immortal.

Time really passed quickly. He then thought back to when he had just entered the sect and took Mo Zhengdong as his master.

190 years ago, he was still an ordinary person.

Right now, he was only a step away from immortality. Perhaps in a few years, he would officially step into the Immortal Realm.

But becoming an immortal was too difficult.

The last time he tried to find the gate of immortality in the backyard of the inn, he did not even get close to it.

He had failed miserably.

This time, he needed to be prepared.

He couldn't fail again.

If he failed, immortality would become further and further away from him.

"Where should I sign in?"

Theoretically, it was most suitable for him to sign in at the various summits' mystic realms.

However, it was not easy to enter a mystic realm.

If he wanted to enter, he could only rely on his master to open a path for him.

It was not good to let his master send him into the mystic realm for no reason. Although his master might not ask him why he wanted to do so, he was not that desperate yet.

Therefore, he decided to look elsewhere first.

There were many special places in Kunlun.

Take Peaceful Void Lake for example. The Sage Chapter he had gotten from signing in there was definitely not worse than anything else.

He even had a feeling.

As long as he learned the Sage Chapter, immortality would no longer be far away for him.

But once he learned, he might turn into someone he did not want to become. He would have lost all his emotions.

So up until now, he had never learned it.

Early in the morning, Jiang Lan saw a blazing sun leap out from the end of the mountain.

Dawn broke, illuminating everything.

Perhaps he would have such a dazzling day in the future.

At that time, he could go anywhere he wanted in the Grand Desolate World.

It was just that there was an additional restriction.

Xiao Yu would not come to visit him this year and would only come the next year.

However, Jiang Lan still carefully took care of the flowers.

Since Xiao Yu didn't hate these flowers, Jiang Lan would continue taking care of them.

He could clearly sense that Xiao Yu wanted their marriage to progress in a good direction.

Thus, he would naturally respond positively too, instead of just letting nature take its course.

If he just let nature take its course, he would just be wasting Xiao Yu's good intentions.

There were some things that he would never participate in, some things that he would never reject, and some things that he would not ignore.

In an unknown situation, going out to adventure was too dangerous and thus he would not participate in it.

This was for his own safety.

However, when the Ninth Summit was in danger, he would face the danger head-on and would never run away.

This was his responsibility as a disciple of the Ninth Summit.

And when faced with other people's good intentions, especially when it was closely related to him, even if the future was very troublesome, even if it would restrict him, he would not ignore it.

He would take on all the responsibilities that belonged to him.

He would not run away, nor was he willing to.

After finishing everything, Jiang Lan planned to consolidate his cultivation.

After consolidating his cultivation, he would begin to familiarize himself with some spells and try out the Power of Nine Tribulations.

He was already at the late-stage Void Refinement Realm, so he should be able to unleash a punch.

A month later.

Jiang Lan was still sitting in the Netherworld Cave.

He activated his Power of Nine Bulls and used the Power of Nine Bulls together with his Spiritual Suppression Force.

When his Power of Nine Bulls and Spiritual Suppression Force reached their peak, a stream-like power began to appear.

This force was directly drawn to his fist.

At this moment, Jiang Lan felt that his fist could destroy everything and bring about a calamity.

It was as if a raging bull that could break through heaven and earth was ready to strike.

Woosh!

However, in a breath's time, the power instantly dissipated, transforming back into the majestic Power of Nine Bulls.

However, Jiang Lan wasn't depressed at all.

Because he could clearly sense it.

He could unleash a punch with the Power Of Nine Tribulations.

It was so powerful that it seemed like he could challenge a Human Immortal if he were to unleash the strike.

But he could only unleash one punch with it.

Furthermore, he did not know what kind of consumption and damage it would do to his body.

This was not a power that he could control at his level, so using it would definitely cause harm.

If the damage was within an acceptable range, then he should be able to blast everyone below the Immortal Realm apart with a single punch.

Of course, with his current cultivation level.

He could similarly crush most people under the Immortal Realm using his Power of Nine Bulls with a single punch.

He even felt like his punch was no weaker than a Human Immortal's.

Therefore, unless it was absolutely necessary, he did not plan to use the Power Of Nine Tribulations.

Or find a time to test the power of the Nine Tribulations and its damage to the body.

Ten years seemed like a long time, but for someone who only knew how to enter seclusion.

Ten years actually wasn't that long. In these ten years, Jiang Lan had spent three years familiarizing himself with his cultivation realm and seven years pushing himself to the peak.

In these seven years, he continuously approached the threshold of immortality.

In a few years, he would try breaking through to the Immortal Realm.

"It's time to go out."

Jiang Lan left the Netherworld Cave.

He planned to search for an opportunity to become an immortal.

All these years, he had been using Rainbow Auspicious Clouds on himself before he signed in. He wanted to gain something that could aim him to become an immortal in the Netherworld Cave through signing in.

Unfortunately, he had yet to get any.

"I have to tell Master that I am going out to train."

The tribulation had to be transcended outside. There was no other way.