403: arrange
Xuanming Realm, Azure Dragon Domain.
Tianning Peaks, on Qingyang Peak.
Spirit Cranes chirped in unison, Divine Eagles soared, and spiritual light shimmered continuously.
As the various domain anomalies appeared, were noticed by Cultivators, and spread, messages began to pour into Qingyang Peak from all directions.
Among them were messages from Zhou Family clansmen stationed outside.
There were also messages from powers friendly with the Zhou Family, such as Cangyue Pavilion, Xingai Grotto-Heaven, and Thousand Fox Ridge.
In addition, various large and small Yao Race Clans in the Azure Dragon Domain also sent their clansmen to deliver messages.
Inside the main hall of Qingyang Peak.
Zhou Leyi held the Jade Slips that had been delivered.
His expression was slightly solemn.
After giving a few instructions, a Disciple of the Affairs Hall took his leave.
Zhou Leyi rose and left the main hall.
At the summit of Qingyang Peak, beside a tall, ancient, and weathered stone stele bearing various names, stood two stone house secret chambers imbued with the passage of time.
As Zhou Leyi's figure appeared, the door to the left stone house opened.
Revealing a figure seated cross-legged inside, like a Divine Maiden from the moon.
Behind the figure, a white, flowing silk ribbon floated silently.
“Third Aunt.”
Zhou Leyi stopped and bowed to the figure inside.
“Family Head.”
“Is something the matter?”
Zhou Liyue looked at Zhou Leyi, and her figure gently flew out.
Just as Zhou Leyi was about to speak and answer, a figure materialized from the air.
He had a handsome appearance.
It was Zhou Leren, who was stationed in the Cultivation Manual Tower.
“Third Aunt, Elder Brother.”
“These are the messages received by the Clan.”
Zhou Leyi took out several Jade Slips and handed them to the two.
Zhou Liyue was slightly puzzled as she took them to examine.
As the messages within the Jade Slips entered her Divine Sense, Zhou Liyue's expression gradually became solemn.
Zhou Leren pondered slightly.
“It seems the day of the two realms converging is not far off.”
Zhou Leren put down the Jade Slip in his hand and said with emotion.
The Zhou Family came from the Xuanyang Realm and inherited the legacy of the Five Elements Sect.
The information they knew might even be more extensive than that of some Venerables.
“Indeed.”
Zhou Leyi nodded; he had also made the same guess.
Above the sky, the sun, which originally had a superimposed phantom, had its phantom disappear, as if there had always been only one sun.
“The convergence of two realms will undoubtedly bring great changes.”
“I propose that we gather the Clan Elders, inform them of this matter, and make preparations.”
“Additionally, recall the Clan Disciples who are stationed outside to avoid any accidents when the time comes.”
Listening to their words, Zhou Liyue pondered for a moment and then suggested to Zhou Leyi.
“Third Aunt’s concerns are very valid.”
Zhou Leren nodded in agreement.
The Zhou Family's strength was insufficient; if they were too dispersed, it would be difficult to look after everyone.
“Alright.”
Zhou Leyi nodded.
The three reached a consensus.
“I will go inform Uncle Xuan of this matter.”
Zhou Liyue said to the two, and her figure vanished from the mountaintop.
In the center of the vast, winding, and endless Cangyuan River.
“Uncle Xuan.”
Zhou Liyue, with white ribbons fluttering behind her, appeared.
Buzz~
As her words fell, ripples spread across the Cangyuan River.
A profound and ethereal aura gradually emerged.
Before long, an azure blue pearl the size of a human head leaped out of the water.
“What is it?”
Within the azure blue pearl, a black snake shadow materialized.
It transformed into a several-zhang-tall phantom, appearing before Zhou Liyue.
“Uncle Xuan, Le Yi received news that various anomalies have been occurring in different domains recently. We suspect it might be time for the two realms to converge once again.”
Zhou Liyue bowed respectfully, relaying the received news and their conjectures.
Then, she handed over the Jade Slip she was holding.
Mo Xuan's Divine Sense swept over it, and he nodded.
In fact, he already had a premonition.
He believed the other Nascent Soul Venerables were no exception.
“Make preparations.”
Mo Xuan instructed Zhou Liyue.
According to the records of the Five Elements Sect and the great snow mountain sword Spirit, the initial interaction between the two realms was not friendly.
Moreover, he didn't even know what the scene of two great worlds connecting would be like.
What would happen then was completely unknown.
“It has already been arranged.”
Zhou Liyue nodded in response.
Mo Xuan said no more.
The azure blue pearl re-submerged into the boundless Cangyuan River.
After the bao zhu and its aura had completely vanished, Zhou Liyue felt a slight relief in her heart.
She turned and departed.
This was a long-standing trust and reliance. With Uncle Xuan protecting their family, they would surely be safe and sound... Time flowed slowly.
The anomalies, far from disappearing with time, became even more frequent, causing panic among various forces, large and small, yet they were helpless.
Some Cultivators vaguely sensed the impending changes and had already prepared to fish in troubled waters, determined to seize the opportunity to rise amidst these unknown transformations.
More than a month later, outside the Tianning Peaks in the Azure Dragon Domain, a special figure arrived.
The newcomer wore a white robe embroidered with Tianji cloud patterns.
He trod on the Void Realm, his aura restrained, yet extremely powerful.
On Qingyang Peak, Zhou Leren and Zhou Xiutong simultaneously sensed something.
After seeing that her father had already taken action, Zhou Xiutong stopped her movements.
The newcomer held no ill will.
Moreover, under the Old Ancestor's watchful eye, she didn't believe any accidents would occur.
Amidst the cloud-shrouded mountains, a young and handsome figure swiftly materialized.
“Fellow Daoist Qingyang.”
Seeing this suddenly appearing figure, the Middle-aged Cultivator in the white robe with Tianji cloud patterns cupped his hands in greeting.
“Fellow Daoist Xun Qiu.”
Looking at the newcomer's appearance and attire, an image quickly matched in Zhou Leren's mind, and he smiled, cupping his hands in return.
This person was True Lord Xun Qiu, a Nascent Soul Cultivator from the Tianji Pavilion.
“Fellow Daoist Xun Qiu, please come in for a chat.”
Although he didn't know why this Cultivator from the Tianji Pavilion had come unannounced, the proper etiquette could not be omitted.
“Fellow Daoist Zhou, this time I have come by Grandmaster’s command, specifically to pay my respects to Profound Venerable adult.”
“Please, Fellow Daoist, introduce me.”
True Lord Xun Qiu produced a special token, from which Zhou Leren sensed an ethereal aura, an aura on the same level as their own Old Ancestor.
“Even so, please wait a moment, Fellow Daoist, and allow me to go inside and report to the Old Ancestor.”
Zhou Leren pondered, expressing a slight apology to True Lord Xun Qiu.
“It should be so.”
True Lord Xun Qiu nodded; this was to be expected.
“Come over.”
At this moment, a deep and grand voice seemed to pass through layers of worlds from the Void Realm above the Nine Heavens, reaching the ears of both.
The voice was majestic and immense, causing people to involuntarily become alert.
“Old Ancestor!”
“Venerable!”
Both their expressions became solemn.
They bowed respectfully towards the depths of the Tianning Peaks.
However, the deep and grand voice did not appear again.
After standing still for a short while, the two straightened up.
“Fellow Daoist, please.”
Having received the Old Ancestor's permission, Zhou Leren no longer needed to take extra steps.
True Lord Xun Qiu, wearing the white robe embroidered with Tianji cloud patterns, followed behind Zhou Leren.
Taking a step, he vanished into the clouds.
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