Jiang Yuebai had been striking Li Shenzhi for a while, and Li Shenzhi hadn’t resisted at all.

In the end, he begged for mercy and apologized, compensating Jiang Yuebai with a Fifth-Grade Magic Treasure.

"...It must be that you’re using it the wrong way. That Thousand Layers Peak has been with me for a long time, and even Late-Stage Golden Core cultivators have struck it without it breaking..."

Li Shenzhi stood on the coast, muttering as he dug around in his sleeve.

Jiang Yuebai didn’t speak, just held out her hand.

Li Shenzhi pulled out a silver thread ball, with a needle on it, and put it in Jiang Yuebai’s hand.

Jiang Yuebai squinted, "Is this for sewing clothes?"

Li Shenzhi explained, "This is called the ’Silver Luo Needle.’ It’s a gold attribute magic treasure, where the silver also implies ’concealment,’ making it a top-notch ambush treasure. This needle can travel around a cultivator’s body with the thread and finally tighten to bind them. If the body isn’t strong enough, it directly..."

Li Shenzhi made a tightening gesture, and Jiang Yuebai immediately understood it meant to sever someone directly.

"It’s the same with all kinds of magic treasures. You can enhance the strength of the thread with your own spiritual energy, weave a net, set a trap, cutting off magic treasures is not a problem either."

Jiang Yuebai raised an eyebrow, it sounded quite good.

Li Shenzhi smilingly approached, "Junior Sister Jiang, you see, this is a significant loss for me, two Fifth-Grade Magic Treasures for just three drops of dragon blood, I’ve lost my savings, could you...?"

"No! None! Don’t even think about it!"

Jiang Yuebai packed away the Silver Luo Needle and turned to leave, not giving Li Shenzhi a chance to bargain.

From afar, the thunder boomed one last time, a dazzling silver light, and a powerful shockwave cleaved the clouds and tore the skies.

The torrential rain ceased, and the radiant glow from the horizon burst forth, breaking through the dark clouds.

As heaven and earth returned to light, Jiang Yuebai walked over to Tang Weimian and the others, looking into the distance.

The clouds surged, and multicolored lights dyed the blue sky.

The stars surrounded the Big Dipper, and a hundred birds flocked towards the phoenix.

This was Zhao Fuyi’s Divinity Transformation Celestial Phenomenon!

All around the island, the disciples of the Heavenly Gang Peak came out one by one, and the three Golden Core Masters, Hek Shan, Fuyu, and Zilan, also took to the sky to congratulate Zhao Fuyi.

"That’s great! Master successfully achieved divinity!" Tang Weimian cheered, jumping for joy.

Muh Wushuang let out a sigh of relief, "It’s finally over, I was getting so anxious I was sweating."

Li Shenzhi came over and said, "Master and they should return soon, at that time..."

Hee Wangchen put down the thunderproof tub, his head hanging, "Master is going to the Upper Realm, we won’t see him anymore, I feel so reluctant."

Seeing Hee Wangchen about to burst into tears, Li Shenzhi slapped him on the head, "What nonsense are you talking about? Master achieving divinity and going to the Upper Realm is a good thing. If you can’t bear to part with Master, then work hard, cultivate, and go to the Upper Realm quickly."

Hee Wangchen nodded lifelessly, "Alright, I understand."

Li Shenzhi shook his head, looked at the two junior sisters and Jiang Yuebai, and found their expressions quite normal, not particularly sad.

The celestial phenomenon only lasted the time for one cup of tea before dispersing. Jiang Yuebai and the others waited on the island for half a day, and at dusk, they saw Zhao Fuyi, Lii Jiuchuan, and True Monarch Lingjun returning together.

Zhao Fuyi and Lii Jiuchuan first glanced at Jiang Yuebai, relieved to see she was unharmed.

The setting sun illuminated the sea, breaking into shimmering golden waves, casting an orange-red glow on everyone’s faces as they looked up at Zhao Fuyi standing in mid-air, her hair flying, filled with heroic spirit.

Above, the clouds turned slowly, opening a path to the Upper Realm.

Zhao Fuyi’s serious gaze swept over everyone present, suddenly, Tang Weimian’s eyes turned red, Muh Wushuang beside her nudged her, turning her head to wipe her tears.

"Master! I can’t bear to leave you, please take me to the Upper Realm with you～～"

Hee Wangchen couldn’t hold back, crying like a child.

Li Shenzhi struggled to hold back tears, took a step forward, taking on the role of senior brother, "Please don’t worry, Master. I will take on the responsibility of Heavenly Gang Peak, and take good care of the junior brothers and sisters."

Zhao Fuyi nodded, then glanced at True Monarch Lingjun and Lii Jiuchuan beside her, both nodded in acknowledgment.

Zhao Fuyi handed a storage bag to Li Shenzhi, instructing him to deliver it to the Sect Master.

On the brink of departure, nothing needed to be said.

"True Monarch Fuyi, when I get to the Upper Realm, where should I find you?"

An untimely cheerful voice cut in, everyone turned to see Jiang Yuebai not showing the slightest bit of parting sadness, but instead, her eyes gleamed with excitement.

The bitterness of departure was lightened, Zhao Fuyi couldn’t help but smile, "Already thinking of going to the Upper Realm at the early stage of Golden Core, such courage."

Lii Jiuchuan glanced at Jiang Yuebai, seeing the mischievous gleam in her eyes, feeling a headache.

Zhao Fuyi took a deep breath, and said loudly, "I’ve already said and instructed everything I should during this time, so there’s no need to repeat it now. I hope you all have courage, ambition, hold righteousness, keep your true heart, diligent and untiring, and achieve divinity early."

Zhao Fuyi scanned everyone’s faces again, eyes filled with encouragement.

"I’ll be waiting for you in the Upper Realm."

Lastly, glanced at Jiang Yuebai, Zhao Fuyi ascended into the air, soon turning into a white light, vanishing into the Heaven-Reaching Road.

Heaven and earth returned to silence, the setting sun submerged by the vast sea, darkness spread, with the North Star shining, guiding the lost.

Parting made people melancholic, seeing the gracefully standing Jiang Yuebai, an independent crane, made them even more sorrowful.

Sigh...

Sighs rose one after another, Lii Jiuchuan couldn’t help but laugh and cry, quickly leading Jiang Yuebai away.

Lii Jiuchuan checked Jiang Yuebai’s condition, and Jiang Yuebai asked Lii Jiuchuan if he had killed Qing Nangzi. Lii Jiuchuan shook his head with a frown, indicating they had temporarily lost track of Qing Nangzi.

After resting for a night, the next morning the master and apprentice set out on their return to the sect, leaving the tumultuous North Sea behind.

The disciples of Heavenly Gang Peak still needed to stay a while longer, waiting for Tang Weimian and a few others close to Core Formation to complete their breakthroughs before returning to the sect.

The two disguised themselves a bit, boarded a Mountain and Sea Building merchant ship, and rented a Quiet Room in the cabin to rest.

Settling everything, Lii Jiuchuan sealed the Quiet Room and called Jiang Yuebai to sit at the table, taking out a circular wooden plaque and pushing it to Jiang Yuebai.

The plaque was a dark red, with star-like sparkles, hanging tassels, one side engraved with complex yet exquisitely beautiful patterns, and on the other side...

Jiang Yuebai turned it over and saw two characters.

"Wang... Shu? What does it mean?"

Lii Jiuchuan said, "Didn’t you write to me before, asking me to come up with a nice Daoist name for you, to tell you when you reach Core Formation?"

Jiang Yuebai laughed, "So this is the Daoist name you came up with for me? Wang Shu means... moon?"

"Riding the wind through azure skies, traversing the starry river, resembling each other on clear nights, autumn hall facing Wang Shu."

Jiang Yuebai smiled, "Wang Shu, Jiang Wangshu, Master Wangshu, haha, this sounds better than my original name."

Mentioning the original Daoist name, Lii Jiuchuan couldn’t help but be curious, "What Daoist name did you come up with yourself, and what did you end up misunderstanding to be so concerned?"

Jiang Yuebai’s smile shrank, "Anyway... it wasn’t a very good Daoist name, better not to mention it."

Lii Jiuchuan didn’t ask more, "This plaque is made from Thousand-Year-Old Bodhi Wood, the fragrance in the wood can help calm your mind, you can carry it with you."

"Did you carve it yourself?"

"In idle moments, I made it casually. Originally, I thought it would take years before I could give it to you, wanting to refine it further, but didn’t expect you to reach Core Formation so soon."

"It’s already very good." Jiang Yuebai hung the plaque on her waist.

In the open she would be known as Heavenly Interference Sect’s Master Wangshu, but would use the name Chenzhou Wanderer in secret.

Lii Jiuchuan smiled and took out a scroll, placing it on the table.

"Now, it’s time to officially pass on the lower part of the Great Derivation Scripture to you."