Do you know how I've spent the last thousand years?

"Junior Brother Qi, you at least have the ability to make Senior Formation Spirit show himself. On this point alone, no one in Falling Cloud Valley can compare."

Bai Xirou looked at Qi Yuan, her beautiful eyes filled with expectation.

Qi Yuan understood immediately.

Good grief, so even an anti-fan is still a fan, huh?

Indeed, compared to being completely ignored, someone like him who had a grudge with the Formation Spirit was actually more likely to make Him appear.

No wonder Bai Xirou would make such a bizarre request.

Thinking of this, Qi Yuan rubbed his nose with a troubled expression:

"This... Senior Sister, you also know that Senior Formation Spirit seems quite dissatisfied with me. That fellow is incredibly powerful; if he starts a fight, I won't be able to handle it..."

"Rest assured, Junior Brother Qi."

Bai Xirou quickly explained to dispel Qi Yuan's doubts, "You have a Falling Cloud Valley Disciple token. According to the rules of the grand Formation, as long as you don't do anything harmful to it, Senior Formation Spirit can never take the initiative to attack you, or else he will suffer a backlash."

Seeing that he couldn't refuse, Qi Yuan could only say:

"In that case, I'll go give it a try, but I can't guarantee it will work."

Since there was no danger anyway, he might as well go with Bai Xirou to meet that Formation Spirit; it was better than being dragged off to carry water and chop wood.

Besides, building a good relationship with this Senior Sister would make his future days in Falling Cloud Valley more comfortable.

Seeing him agree, Bai Xirou seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, a grateful smile touching the corners of her mouth.

"It's fine even if it doesn't work out. As long as you're willing to help, I'm already very grateful."

Falling Cloud Valley was as picturesque as a painting, with abundant Spiritual Qi. Its buildings followed a quiet and elegant style; while not as towering and majestic as the Taixuan Holy Land, it had its own unique charm, giving one the feeling of a hidden paradise.

Qi Yuan followed Bai Xirou all the way, soon arriving before a towering iron pagoda deep within the valley.

The iron pagoda was dozens of zhang tall, forged entirely from Profound Iron. Its surface was covered with dense and complex Spiritual Patterns, surrounded by drifting mist and churning clouds, with ripples of Formation power connecting heaven and earth, breathing in and out incessantly.

"Senior Sister."

Upon seeing Bai Xirou, the Falling Cloud Valley Disciples guarding the place immediately stepped forward to bow and respectfully cleared a path.

Bai Xirou nodded to them with a warm expression and led Qi Yuan directly to the iron pagoda.

"Junior Brother Qi, this is the core of the Sect's grand Formation."

Qi Yuan nodded, then shouted toward the iron pagoda:

"Senior Formation Spirit, I am the new Disciple Qi Da who participated in the entrance examination yesterday. I've come to visit today; please show yourself."

His voice was clear and loud, but there was no response. Qi Yuan had to keep shouting:

"Senior Formation Spirit, can you hear me?"

Still no response.

Qi Yuan tried calling a few more times, but the iron pagoda before him remained silent and unchanged.

Seeing this, Bai Xirou sighed softly and said despondently:

"Forget it, Junior Brother Qi. It seems Senior Formation Spirit is still unwilling to appear. Even so, thank you for coming here with me."

Qi Yuan also put on a disappointed look and muttered:

"Alright. I originally wanted to return those hundred Spirit Stones, but since the owner isn't here, let's head back first."

Just as he finished speaking, a figure in the form of a young boy slowly emerged from the void in front of the Formation Pagoda. With red lips and white teeth, he had a handsome face; he was precisely the spirit of the Illusionary Genesis Universe Formation.

The boy glanced at Qi Yuan and Bai Xirou, his eyebrows raised as he said rudely:

"Where are the Spirit Stones? Hand them over quickly."

"Spirit Stones?"

Bai Xirou was stunned for a moment, then quickly grabbed the Storage Pouch at her waist, took out a hundred Spirit Stones, and respectfully handed them over.

"Senior Formation Spirit, this Junior has..."

Before she could finish, she was interrupted by the Formation Spirit's cold voice:

"Little girl, what does this have to do with you? You don't owe me Spirit Stones, and I'm not a beggar. Do I look like I'm lacking your few Spirit Stones? This Formation Spirit is fighting for his pride!"

Hearing this, Bai Xirou's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly bowed her head in apology.

"It was this Junior's presumption. I hope Senior will calm his anger."

The Formation Spirit didn't even look at her, instead turning his gaze toward Qi Yuan nearby. "Brat, return the Spirit Stones quickly."

Qi Yuan smiled faintly, gave Bai Xirou a "don't worry" look, and said:

"Easily done, but before returning the Spirit Stones, this Junior has a question that requires Senior's clarification."

"Hmm?"

The Formation Spirit frowned. "What question? Don't dawdle, be quick about it, speak plainly!"

At these words, Bai Xirou's delicate body trembled. Her heart pounded, and the look she gave Qi Yuan was full of disbelief.

She never expected that this problem, which had long plagued the Falling Cloud Sect, would actually find a turning point through him.

Facing the Formation Spirit's poor attitude, Qi Yuan wasn't annoyed. He just chuckled and asked unhurriedly:

"As the spirit of the Sect's grand Formation, Senior ignores the Juniors of Falling Cloud Valley. I wonder how they offended Senior to make Senior so loathe them?"

"Hahaha... You say I ignore them?!"

The Formation Spirit seemed to have been poked in a sore spot. He suddenly burst into wild laughter and said angrily, "Why don't you ask what kind of 'good deeds' that group of unworthy descendants of Bai Yanjü have done before you come questioning me?"

"What?"

Bai Xirou was dazed. After coming to her senses, she immediately knelt on one knee and said earnestly:

"Senior Formation Spirit, Bai Yanjü is indeed this Junior's distant ancestor."

"This Junior has browsed all the secret archives kept by the Sect. I can guarantee to Senior that from the time our distant ancestor passed away a thousand years ago until now, his successors have always treated Senior with the utmost respect and have never done anything to wrong Senior!"

"This Junior can swear a Heavenly Dao Oath on the spot. If there is even the slightest deception, I shall be struck by lightning. I hope Senior will investigate clearly."

Seeing that her expression didn't seem fake, the Formation Spirit became half-doubting instead, and his tone calmed down slightly.

"Little girl, then let me ask you, who is the current Sect Head of Falling Cloud Valley?"

Bai Xirou immediately replied:

"My father, Bai Qingwu, succeeded to the position of Sect Head a hundred years ago."

The Formation Spirit nodded and asked casually:

"What is his cultivation level?"

Hearing this, Bai Xirou hesitated for a moment and answered honestly:

"My father's cultivation is at the Late Nascent Soul Stage."

"So low?" The Formation Spirit seemed a bit surprised. "Then who is the person with the highest cultivation in the valley now?"

"To inform Senior, my father is already the person with the highest cultivation in the valley."

When saying this, Bai Xirou's expression was somewhat embarrassed. "The descendants have dull Aptitudes and have failed the expectations of our ancestors. Falling Cloud Valley hasn't seen a Soul Transformation Cultivator for a very long time."

"Back then, Bai Yanjü was a grand Void Refining Realm Cultivator who awed the entire region. I didn't expect each generation of his descendants to be worse than the last."

The Formation Spirit shook his head after hearing this, his tone full of disappointment at their failure to live up to expectations.

Then, He seemed unable to suppress his emotions any longer, his eyes turning slightly red:

"It's been a thousand years! Do you know how I've lived these past thousand years?"

His voice was filled with grievance and resentment...