636: domineering

"Fellow Daoist, please."

The spirit boat landed, and Black Demon Dao Lord and Zhou Leren flew out first, followed by Zhou Tailai, Zhou Xingnian, and a group of Zhou Family Disciples, all with solemn expressions, standing in order.

Outside the spirit boat.

The Mu Family's First Old Ancestor, Mu Xiongwu, bowed to Black Demon Dao Lord, his heart stirring. He had long heard that there was an extremely mysterious Void Refining powerhouse within the Zhou Family.

Seeing him today, he truly lived up to his reputation.

Even with such close contact now, in his perception, this black figure was somewhat ethereal, with an elusive Qi.

"Fellow Daoist Mu, please."

Black Demon Dao Lord gave them a lot of Face this time. As the Grand Elder of the Zhou Family, he understood many figures in the closely connected Yaoguang Ancient Kingdom.

Although most of this knowledge came from Zhou Leren's introductions during their journey.

Among these figures,

Only a select few caught his eye.

This Void Refinement Late-stage First Old Ancestor of the Mu Family was one of them.

Mu Xiongwu's smile grew wider, and he gestured with a side bow.

The two led the way, with Zhou Leren following closely behind.

As for Zhou Xingqun, who was originally beside Mu Xiongwu, he had already moved to Zhou Xingnian's side, who was winking at him, after the initial greetings.

Zhou Xingqun's expression was invigorated.

The solemn demeanor of a Ninth Young Master he had maintained was now cast aside.

Without the influence of Dao Lord Yuheng's false memories and Divine Soul,

Although Zhou Xingqun's personality remained steady, he was no longer as old-fashioned as before, having gained a bit of youthful vigor.

The group of Zhou Family Cultivators, in a grand procession, followed Black Demon Dao Lord, Mu Xiongwu, Zhou Leren, and others, led by various welcoming Cultivators.

They observed the vast Yaoguang Ancient Capital as they headed towards the Ancient Capital's center, the venue for the grand ceremony.

"The Zhou Clan of the Chaotic Sea Immortal Race, Black Mist Great Power and Qingyang Venerable, with their Disciples, congratulate the Female Sovereign!"

Just as Zhou Leren and the others were moving along the flying glow spanning the sky, passing through the tall city gates, and entering the boundless Great Formation,

A continuous chorus of announcements echoed through the vast, ancient, and history-laden Ancient Capital.

Startling Cultivators of varying cultivation levels, ages, and genders, who all looked towards the flying glow.

The expressions in their eyes varied.

But ultimately, they were all overshadowed by envy.

Above the flying glow, in front, Zhou Leren nodded towards an old Zhou Family Elder who was following behind him.

The Elder nodded.

He beckoned to the figures behind him, each carefully holding an intricately carved ancient box.

Among the crowd,

Ten figures flew out.

The accompanying Cultivators of the Ancient Capital had already noticed this scene.

At this moment,

The Zhou Family Elder, having received Zhou Leren's order, gently tapped.

Crack ~

With a series of soft clicks, the closed ancient boxes held by the ten Zhou Family Disciples suddenly opened.

Buzz ~

An unconcealable treasure light surged from the ancient boxes, rising from the flying glow Divine Bridge. The treasure light shone, illuminating a magnificent scene.

"This is a small token of my Old Ancestor's regards."

"This Junior greets the Female Sovereign on behalf of my Old Ancestor."

"May the Female Sovereign's Great Dao be eternal, and her fortune ever prosperous."

The Zhou Family Elder spoke loudly and waved his hand gently.

Ten treasure boxes flew out, landing before the Soul Transformation Venerable from the Ancient Kingdom's Ministry of Rites, who was accompanying them.

"The Zhou Clan of the Chaotic Sea Immortal Race, presents gifts."

"One portion of Primordial Gold Crystal!"

"One portion of Heart-Cleansing Ancient Dew!"

"One Dragon-Patterned Flat Peach Immortal Seedling!"

"..."

A series of announcements continued to resound throughout the entire Ancient Capital.

Ten supreme treasures in a row, accompanied by their radiant glow, echoed in everyone's ears.

"Hiss!"

"What a grand gesture..."

In the Ancient Capital.

Cultivators of profound cultivation were all startled by the aura of these treasures.

A Void Refining Great Power who came to observe the ceremony trembled in his heart.

Any one of these ten treasures, if it were to circulate, would likely cause a sensation.

Countless powerhouses would be moved by it.

Void Refining Great Power were no exception.

They would even fight to the death for it.

It was even highly possible that it would attract the attention of a Dao Lord.

He never expected that the Qingyang Zhou Clan of the Chaotic Sea would present ten such supreme treasures right off the bat.

Truly, extremely arrogant and immensely wealthy... This Void Refining Great Power sighed endlessly.

He suppressed the longing in his heart.

He dared not do anything foolish due to greed.

In this Ancient Capital, if he were to do anything out of line,

He would surely die without a burial place.

"This scene is far grander than Three-Headed Mountain's."

In the center of the Ancient Capital, at the venue for the birthday ceremony.

Within the magnificent open-air ancient palace.

Figures stirred slightly, subtly looking towards the position below the main seat at the top of the hall.

There, a middle-aged figure sat, emanating a vast aura.

That spot was specially prepared for various Dao Integration major powers.

That middle-aged man was the envoy from Three-Headed Mountain, a Void Refining Great Power, nicknamed Crow.

"Although the three Old Ancestors of Three-Headed Mountain are incredibly powerful, they are not generous masters..."

A Cultivator transmitted his voice secretly.

Earlier, when the Three-Headed Mountain envoy Crow arrived, the congratulatory gift he presented, though precious,

Was undoubtedly far inferior when compared to the Zhou Family's offering now.

"Fellow Daoist, the Zhou Family has a deep relationship with the Female Sovereign, so their congratulatory gift naturally has to be substantial."

"Moreover, Ninth Young Master is of the Zhou Family Bloodline, so the Zhou Family naturally has to put on a show for Ninth Young Master."

"Three-Headed Mountain has no dealings with our Yaoguang Domain, and I don't know what wind blew the people from Three-Headed Mountain here."

Another person retorted.

"That is also true."

"..."

Figures subtly withdrew their gazes and continued their conversations.

Below the main seat at the top of the hall.

The Void Refining Great Power Crow, with an unchanging expression, seemed unaware of the hidden glances from the crowd, still leisurely sipping his spirit tea.

Buzz ~

At this moment,

Outside the great hall.

A flying glow descended from the sky.

The conversations ceased, and everyone looked towards the outside of the open-air great hall.

They saw figures descending from the flying glow.

The two leading figures had boundless and profound auras, making hearts palpitate.

"Greetings to both Seniors, greetings to all Fellow Daoists."

In the open-air great hall, Cultivators from various major powers who had come to offer congratulations stood up and bowed to the newcomers.

"There is no need for such formality, Fellow Daoists."

"I presume you all already know the origins of the Zhou Family Fellow Daoists, so I won't introduce them further."

Mu Xiongwu chuckled and led Black Demon Dao Lord and Zhou Leren towards the main seats at the top.

The remaining Zhou Family Cultivators were led by the waiting Ancient Kingdom Cultivators to their seats in the hall area.

After arriving at the open-air great hall, Zhou Xingqun did not stay with the other Zhou Family Cultivators.

Instead, he took Zhou Xingnian and headed outside the great hall.

Zhou Xingnian's eyes lit up, as if he could no longer wait.

He excitedly followed behind Zhou Xingqun.

He wanted to see the true full panorama of this Ancient Capital.

After the two left the great hall,

Zhou Xingqun's gaze shifted, looking towards a graceful Cultivator in his thirties, dressed in luxurious robes, with his hands behind his back, descending from the sky.

"Senior Yang."

Zhou Xingqun stopped, bowing to the newcomer.