Magic Skills Are so Simple

Jiuli Continent, outside Wanxiang Sect. The auspicious clouds curled up and the purple air flourished. Countless immortals lined up in a row and entered with tickets. The foundation-building Mahayana was actually in order. In the Wanxiang Sect, there were crowds of people, thousands of immortals crowded together, all looking forward to the high platform in the sect. "Ladies and gentlemen!" A magnetic and steady voice suddenly sounded, clearly falling into the ears of everyone inside and outside the Wanxiang Sect and the Jiuli Continent. Everything was silent. "Let us invite you next—!" "The master of the Demon Sect, the number one demon in the world!" "Master Wanxiang Sect, the number one person in the immortal world at that time!" "President Tongfu, the wealthiest person at that time!" "Charity president, the first philanthropist at that time!" "Graceful... Ahem, President Heping, the founder of peace on the mainland, the most powerful immortal in the world, Xu Qingtian!" … Golden light falls, and lotuses grow on the avenue. Xu Qingtian stood on the Immortal Platform, looking at the roaring mountains and tsunami below, with a calm expression and said quite helplessly. "This number one ranking in the fairy world is purely an accident." …