Jean said anxiously, "I wasn't able to reach Remus at all. Everyone, please get up."Kylie walked over, struggling to say, "Jean, maybe you should try again. I'll be here...!"From just a glance, Jean could sense that Kylie's resolve was nearing a breaking point.She gave a heavy nod before turning to head back into the Imperial Villa.Yet, she had barely taken two steps when a sound echoed from above."Jean, Kylie!" A voice came from the hillside.They looked over and saw Joe running toward them with a face full of anxiety, and Gemma was following behind him.Joe approached, his voice thick with concern as he asked, "I've caught wind of the situation. How did this happen? Who's orchestrating this?"That was the question on everyone's minds.Jean and Kylie yearned for the answer as well.The gravity of the situation suggested involvement by a power so formidable that perhaps fewer than ten entities worldwide could enact such a scheme.Clearly, it was not the work of a nation

Kylie and Jean were left speechless by Joe's explanation as there was simply no way to refute it.Gemma secretly showed a hint of disdain toward them.Then, pretending to be helping them by voicing their doubts, she asked, "Then why did you rely on Remus' influence for the opening ceremony before? Why didn't you invite your friends?"This question made everyone shudder. That was the question. Why hadn't his friends shown up at the opening ceremony?Joe shook his head with a bitter smile."As the saying goes, 'Brothers aren't simply close; brothers are knit together.' I... just didn't want to steal my brother's spotlight. He is the true Master of the Cosby family, with talents and strength that are unparalleled. "As his brother, I am willing to be a gentle breeze, pushing him to greater heights! Besides, my connections are my trump card. If it weren't for today's crisis interfering with Kylie and Jean, I probably would never have revealed them. Now that I have, it's all to safe

The mood of the crowd eased a bit, but there was not the same excitement as before.After all, only one out of the seven immortals of Monington Sacred Land was a sacred land disciple, and the chances of obtaining immortality was too slim. Their hope of becoming immortals was not set in stone, just a possibility that might be fulfilled."Let's go!" Without further explanation, Wilda led everyone forward.Soon, they arrived at the foot of Mt. Sacred. Just like when Glinda entered the sacred land, a large group of people came bustling over. "Master Hewitt!" They greeted her respectfully. Although Wilda wasn't a Master yet, the fact that the Saint Master had assigned her the task of overseeing the examination spoke volumes. Calling her a Master was not an overstatement.However, Wilda didn't look at them.She turned and instructed, "Take them to their temporary accommodations.""Alright!" Morris and the others nodded respectfully.Wilda's demeanor softened noticeably as she ad

"I wonder if Glinda has chosen her Master. If not, she must be in one of these residences, right?"Remus strolled along the path in front of the residences, feeling for Glinda's energy. More precisely, he sought her distinctive scent.The Oblivion Grass had camouflaged her natural fragrance during the sanctuary assessment, but the air now was crisp and unmarred by any peculiar odors, rendering her scent easier to detect.Suddenly, a door opened to the side.A middle-aged cultivator dressed in a cloth robe stepped out, pausing in surprise upon seeing Remus on the path.Frowning, he asked, "Who are you?"Remus was fueled by the excitement of potentially finding Glinda and was unfazed by the man's tone.He performed a respectful fist-and-palm salute and replied, "Greetings, fellow cultivator. My name is Remus Clayton, recently admitted as a sacred land disciple following the assessment. I am in search of my assigned residence."He couldn't mention that he was looking for someone.

Remus was truly out of his mind!Bartholomew and others thought for a moment, not wanting to miss such a spectacle. No matter how powerful Remus was, could he really defeat dozens of Divine Separation Stage cultivators?It was simply impossible.They too hurriedly followed behind.…On the mountainside, the Monington disciples were still sizing up Remus, their eyes devoid of any respect for a fellow sacred land member.Their gazes weren't even that of looking at a person.Remus met their eyes, focusing on the middle-aged man who had struck him earlier. Expressionless, he said, "After entering the sacred land, Master Hewitt indeed told us not to enter the residences of the Monington disciples on the right side. I entered here by mistake. I've disturbed your meditation, I can apologize, accept punishment, or even offer compensation. But why did you hit me?"Everyone paused, then burst into raucous laughter, some doubling over as if they had heard the biggest joke in the world