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In the center of Heavenly Grain, at its lowest point, several gentle streams flow through, surrounded by high walls enclosing exquisite pavilions. Although the furnishings are incredibly delicate and each room is filled with blooming flowers, there is a suspicion of confinement.
Heavenly Grain's actions are understandable; the earlier arrivals from Nine Li Emei and other sects were dissatisfied but did not voice their concerns. Their purpose was not here but rather at the Ancient Celestial Field.
The next day, just after breakfast, a commotion erupted outside.
Stepping out from behind the high walls of the pavilion, many people had already gathered on the riverbank. Among the crowd, the Emei Four Swords spotted Li Hong, especially Zhu Xue, the Fairy, whose eyes blazed with fury, wishing to unleash her Flying Sword to strike down Li Hong on the spot.
Li Hong merely smiled lightly at them and walked over to the Spirit Stone, casually looking up at the sky with his hands behind his back.
The leader of Kunlun, Xuan Xuzi, the current head of the Immortal Sect, had arrived.
If yesterday's arrival of Emei Sect was arrogant and New Luo Xuanwei was novel, then Kunlun's entrance was spectacular—truly magnificent.
A distant line of golden light approached, interspersed with white light. The golden and white radiance resembled the first rays of sunlight piercing through Kunlun Mountain, shining brightly into every heart present.
As it drew closer, the brilliance became blinding, forcing everyone to squint slightly.
It turned out to be an extraordinary and gleaming golden flying chariot, pulled by an incredibly powerful giant white tiger with wings.
The flying chariot shimmered entirely in gold and was as large as a building, indeed consisting of two levels—a true aerial palace. The lower part had shafts and axles like a regular chariot; however, instead of wheels, there were four broad and massive snow-white wings. These wings flapped in perfect unison, propelling the entire chariot forward at an astonishing speed. In an instant, it hovered directly above Heavenly Grain.
The giant white tiger let out a roar that echoed like a small mountain rising up against the sky. Its enormous wings cast a shadow over everything; everyone felt a sudden darkness before instinctively holding their breath.
The crowd erupted in cheers as waves of voices filled Heavenly Grain: "We pay our respects to the Sect Master! Long live the Sect Master! We pay our respects to the Sect Master! Long live the Sect Master!"
The golden door of the flying chariot slowly opened on its first level. A middle-aged man stepped out slowly, wearing a golden crane cloak and a jade crown. He walked deliberately as if there were an invisible staircase adorned with flowers beneath his feet, making his way down from the chariot step by step until he stood before everyone.
Lingxu Crossing! The cultivator who understood this remarkable movement technique couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
Xuan Xuzi was not tall, and it was hard to say he was exceptionally handsome or outstanding, but his eyes were bright and his face was square. However, his every gesture resembled the melting snow from a mountain, effortlessly drawing people in. One had to admit he was incredibly charming, graceful, and empathetic; when those dark, bright eyes swept over you, you couldn't help but want to confide all your thoughts to him.
Standing next to him, the other eight sect leaders of the Immortal Sect paled in comparison, and everyone couldn't help but be impressed by Xuan Xuzi.
From the enormous golden flying carriage emerged about fifty people one after another. With each person that exited, Li Hong felt a tremor beside him from the Spirit Stone. He gasped softly, "They're all experts above the Core Formation Stage! There are ten at the Nascent Soul Stage!"
After these experts disembarked, no disciples with lower cultivation levels came out; the carriage doors closed automatically. A white tiger let out a roar, retracting its wings until it shrank down to the size of an ordinary tiger, happily rushing towards Xuan Xuzi and squatting beside him without leaving. It turned out this white tiger was actually Xuan Xuzi's mount.
Xuan Xuzi affectionately patted the white tiger's head, and with a slight movement of his hand within his sleeve, the massive golden flying carriage suddenly transformed into a beam of golden light and vanished into Xuan Xuzi's sleeve.
Li Hong's gaze flickered as he whispered in surprise, "One of the eight Celestial Artifacts of the Immortal Sect, the Kunlun Stormwing Chariot!"
"Good kid! You've got some knowledge!" Spirit Stone praised as he clapped Li Hong on the shoulder.
Immediately, several unusual glances were cast from the crowd in the distance. Li Hong quietly lowered his head, joking to himself that everyone here were big shots from the Immortal Sect, so he needed to keep a low profile!
Just then, all eyes were on Xuan Xuzi, who smiled and said, "This time, Kunlun will not send any disciples to participate in the new talent competition." His voice was clear and resonated in everyone's ears.
Like oil poured into boiling water, everyone was greatly shocked as various thoughts surged in their minds. The expression of Northern Grain of the Heavenly Harvest Master of the Grain Qing Yizi stiffened, and his face turned somewhat awkward as all eyes suddenly turned toward him. The venue fell silent.
At that moment, three clear chimes rang out from the peak, breaking through Qing Yizi's isolation.
A streak of red light floated in from afar.
Someone recognized it and shouted, "People from Qixia Palace have arrived!"
Most of the male disciples immediately brightened their eyes and breathed heavily, looking at the horizon with a different expression.
Li Hong was puzzled; he had never heard of Qixia Palace in the Nine Major Sects of the Immortal Sect.
A voice entered his ear, it was Spirit Stone: "Silly boy, although Qixia Palace doesn't occupy the Middle-Earth Nine Great Caves, it is still a well-known sect, just like New Luo Sect, which only has female disciples. If the female disciples of New Luo Sect are trained by their masters to be like nuns or Taoist priests, then every disciple of Qixia Palace is a charming beauty. Their female disciples have been marrying into the Nine Major Sects for generations, and we at Nine Li Sect also have sons-in-law from Qixia Palace. Their influence should not be underestimated. Keep your eyes open and pay attention if you see someone suitable. The disciples of Qixia Palace possess a unique dual cultivation technique that is very beneficial for male cultivators. Even I was tempted back in the day, heh heh, but none of them looked my way."
Li Hong felt his face flush from Spirit Stone's teasing words and vaguely understood that Qixia Palace might not be very serious.
He quickly realized he was wrong; these beauties were not only serious but shockingly so.
A crimson light flew closer, revealing a massive Crimson Silk. Standing atop it were a group of stunning fairies, each more beautiful than the last, exuding endless charm.
At the forefront was an enchanting beauty radiating allure, dressed in flowing crimson silk that danced with the wind, wrapping her exquisite snow-white figure. Her willow-like waist swayed gracefully, her expression playful yet charming. With a slight smile, everyone felt their knees weaken. Such beauty could topple cities and nations.
"Dai Yunzi greets all senior brothers!" Her voice was soft and sweet, incredibly pleasant to hear.
The palace master of Qixia Palace, Dai Yunzi, gracefully stepped down from the Crimson Silk while holding a little girl’s hand. The girl was still young, not yet ten years old, but already a complete beauty with lively eyes that sparkled like black pearls. Her small red lips pouted slightly, unafraid of strangers as she chirped, "Master, they are all looking at us!"
Dai Yunzi giggled and said, "Yan Luo, don’t speak nonsense; quickly greet your elders." She released the little girl and walked up to the Nine Great Sect Leaders to pay her respects, slightly bending at the waist, her creamy white chest dazzling to behold.
Xuan Xuzi smiled: "Dai Yunzi, it has been a long time; your grace surpasses that of the past."
"You flatter me, Sect Leader." Dai Yunzi stepped aside as her alluring gaze subtly shifted toward one person.
Ling Xuzi appeared deep in thought with his eyes fixed downward as if in meditation; however, his pale face gradually turned rosy.
This scene left Li Hong greatly shocked. Dai Yunzi and Ling Xuzi! It was simply unbelievable! In his impression, this Sect Leader Uncle was not only serious but also quite stern; he never expected...
At that moment, a delicate voice beside her said, "Sister, your clothes are so beautiful. Can I touch them?"
The little girl named Yan Luo had somehow run to Chu Xi's side, looking up with her adorable pink-white face, shyly gazing at Chu Xi.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Chu Xi's charming face gradually turned a shade of red. She bent down and took the little girl's hand, saying, "Your name is Yan Luo, right? I have some candy. Do you want some?"
The little girl nodded eagerly while sucking on her finger.
The two lovely figures, one tall and one short, held hands and walked toward the courtyard wall.
Li Hong observed thoughtfully; the little girl was quite clever, as she clearly shot a mischievous glance at her master Dai Yunzi while leaving.
Could it be? Li Hong stood still, watching the nine prominent figures of the Immortal Sect and Dai Yunzi along with Qing Yizi walk toward the towering Peak. He turned and went into the courtyard to find Chu Xi and the little girl.
Chu Xi was incredibly knowledgeable and wise but was also very practical when it came to human emotions; she should be careful not to fall for any tricks from that Little Imp Girl.
Behind him, a loud commotion erupted as the stunning fairies of Qixia Palace were immediately engulfed by an eager crowd.
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