Fang Xi's thousand-year birthday celebration passed without a ripple.
It wasn't that cultivators from the Mortal Realm didn't want to make a big fuss for him, but as he aged, his heart had also become more serene, and he had no interest in such ostentatious trappings.
After all, unless all the immortals from the Earth Immortal Realm came to congratulate him, it wasn't very meaningful.
Thus, he only held a small banquet, toasting with a few ladies, and that was enough.
After the birthday banquet, Shui Lingxin said her goodbyes and left. The remaining Ling Shu and Liu Xu were moved by Fang Xi's talk of ascension and began to confine themselves for arduous cultivation.
That day,
Fang Xi picked up a Voice Transmission Talisman and informed Zhong Hongyu that he would enter seclusion for a period of harsh cultivation, and with a flick of his finger—
Pop!
The Voice Transmission Talisman immediately turned into a streak of fire and vanished…
