When Xiao Yan arrived at the rear of the Stellar Realm, a dark void roughly ten zhang in size was slowly emerging on a stone platform atop a mountain peak, surging forth with powerful spatial energy that rapidly spread outward. "Master, it's successful?" Xiao Yan moved swiftly, appearing near the edge of the wormhole, gazing at the elderly figure ahead with delight. "Indeed," the old herbalist nodded with a smile, then turned to face Xiao Yan and asked, "Have you met that little girl?" Xiao Yan naturally knew which girl the old herbalist meant—You Quan. With a slightly weary smile, he nodded, saying, "Yes, I've met her. Her talent is truly outstanding; with proper cultivation, she has the potential to achieve great things." "Then, shall we take her as a disciple?" the old herbalist chuckled lightly. His discernment was always sharp, and those he chose were few and far between—this alone demonstrated just how exceptional You Quan's talent truly was. Xiao Yan nodded again and briefly recounted the previous events. When the Yeold heard that the Youspring Spring was only willing to accept him as a named disciple, he could not help but be momentarily stunned, then shook his head with a smile, saying, "Well, be named as a named disciple then—after all, you don't need to worry about these details." "Then, when shall we depart?" Xiao Yan nodded and then pondered. "It might still take a few more days. The spatial wormhole has only just been established and is still not fully stable. Moreover, during these days, I believe we should seek additional assistance. The Shimen Sect must surely have many strong members from the Hunshe Palace, so we need to be well-prepared." "Additional assistance?" Xiao Yan furrowed his brows. Naturally, the candidates needed to be at the level of Battle Sovereign or above. Yet, the Xingyin Pavilion could already boast over a dozen guest elders—this was already quite impressive. Where else could they possibly find more? "Heh, you've completely forgotten the influence of a medicinal master... I've already dispatched messengers to invite strong contenders, but only those who have reached the Battle Sovereign level will be considered. As for rewards, each person will receive three eighth-rank pill medicines—specifically, the color and type of the eighth-rank pill medicines will depend on their individual strength and level of contribution." The elderly pharmacist smiled slyly, "I'm confident that quite a number will respond. Once they arrive, you'll take them to the western continent and swiftly defeat the Shimei Sect in a decisive campaign!" Xiao Yan nodded, then sighed, "Isn't this a rather ambitious move? Three eighth-rank pills per person—should there be twenty or thirty such guests, that would certainly be no small expense." "Don't worry—any pills below the ninth rank will definitely be manageable," the pharmacist said with a carefree smile. With his current capabilities, he consistently achieves a high success rate in producing eighth-rank pills, so although these pills present some logistical challenges, they are certainly within reach. Hearing this, Xiao Yan could only nod. He knew that if he went alone to the western continent, even if he managed to turn the tide, it would be extremely taxing. With a large number of assistants, however, the task would undoubtedly be much easier. "Then, let's just wait a few days and see..." Some of the strong cultivators affiliated with their sects fared well, as they were hesitant to accept invitations due to various connections. However, the Central Plains are brimming with talented independent practitioners—many of whom possess exceptional strength and, unbound by any constraints, exhibit remarkable freedom. Upon receiving such an invitation, they made little hesitation and promptly journeyed to the Starfall Pavilion. Because of the invitation letter, the Xingyin Pavilion was bustling for three full days. During those three days, the Ye Elder personally selected twenty outstanding强者 from among the guests, each possessing strength at the level of three-star Douzun or above, with three of them even reaching the eight-star Douzun level—only slightly weaker than Xiao Yan. "Master Xiao need not worry—though it's merely a peripheral barbarian settlement, it's nothing significant..." Hearing Master Xiao's words, the twenty invited强者 nodded with a smile. Though he was younger than them, the profound aura radiating from him clearly indicated that his strength surpassed theirs, thus making their willingness to comply with his request natural. Moreover, they were well aware of the true stature of the young man before them. "Master Xiao, please rest assured—we have been invited by the Head of the Medicine Pavilion, and naturally won't back out midway. After all, we've only received half of our compensation so far," the elder with a red face said, his voice strong and resonant. "Then it would be a great favor to Mr. Hu..." Xiao Yin bowed respectfully to the rosy-faced elder. This elder was the strongest among the twenty guests invited, possessing the rank of Eight-Star Battle Sovereign. Notably, the other two Eight-Star warriors were actually his younger brothers. The three had been practicing together since their birth and had never married or had children—thus, they remained as inseparable as triple-connected infants, maintaining an exceptionally high level of harmony. Together, they could easily contend with a Nine-Star Battle Sovereign. Their combined strength was truly formidable. As he spoke, Xiao Yin turned his gaze to Yao, saying, "Then let us set off right away." "Um... those people were merely invited, so you don't need to trust them completely. As for these ten guest elders, however, you can rely on them—they know more about the northwest continent than you do." The elderly herbalist nodded, then pointed quietly to the ten elders dressed in the XingYun Pavilion robes surrounding them. Meeting these ten guest elders, Xiao Yan silently sighed. The Ye Elder's journey had nearly carried off half of Starfall Pavilion's strength. However, with him personally stationed here at the semi-Saint level, things should not go awry. Now, combined with these guest elders from Starfall Pavilion, their entire delegation had grown to thirty-plus members—all of whom were powerful Douzun-tier cultivators. Thinking about this, Xiao Yan felt a distinct sense of confidence. Such a lineup was truly formidable, even when measured against the central provinces. To eliminate a major force like the Binghe Valley would likely not be difficult. With such a strength, even if the Shimen Sect had the support of the Hundi Palace, it would find it hard to gain the upper hand. This time, Xiao Yan and his companions had truly invested everything. Seeing everyone prepared to wait, the Herbal Elder smiled slightly and stepped forward slowly, then gently waved his sleeve... As his sleeve moved, the spatial wormhole atop the mountain suddenly surged with intense vibrations, radiating a fierce wave of spatial energy that swiftly spread outward. A deep, rumbling sound—like thunder—emerged from within the wormhole, gradually resonating throughout the surrounding realm. At the same time, the wormhole began to rotate slowly, emitting gentle suction forces that diffused throughout its surface. "Xiao Yan, this is the wormhole scroll. The coordinates on the other side have not yet been confirmed. Once you arrive, simply find a safe spot and tear it open—this will establish a passage, and the connection will be permanently sealed here..." The Elder lightly tapped his finger, and a black scroll, densely infused with powerful spatial energy, flew toward Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan carefully took the scroll and stored it within his storage relic, then turned his gaze toward the rotating spatial wormhole, took a deep breath, and suddenly waved his hand vigorously. "Let's go!" As soon as he spoke, Xiao Yan's figure surged forward, transforming into a shadow and swiftly darting toward the dark spatial wormhole... "Gamma Empire, brothers, sisters, Cailei... I'm back again!" As his body neared the edge of the spatial wormhole, the hand within his sleeve gently tightened.