134: Chapter 134 The Jade Pool of the Eastern Wilderness: The Grand Gathering Begins!

Xu Tian listened to the voice behind him, his expression turning even colder.

"Infinite glory, a young Supreme?"

"A joke!"

"The one who becomes famous this time will only be me."

As his words fell, he stepped into the air, transforming into a white shadow and heading straight for the Eastern Desolation.

The clouds above the tavern were split by a streak of his aura.

Many people in the city looked up.

But before they could see clearly, he was gone.

On the other side.

The imperial carriage continued to travel through the sea of clouds.

Lin Yi sat by the window, his gaze piercing through layers of the sky, looking toward the east.

He had already put away the invitation from Yaochi.

Chu Wanqing leaned on the soft couch, already starting to count on her fingers how many ways there were to eat a PanTao peach.

Su Yuxi closed her eyes to regulate her breathing, dao rhyme fluctuating around her.

Shen Qingyue was organizing the Jade Slips and Medicinal Pills they would bring to the Eastern Desolation.

Everything was peaceful.

However, the fluctuations of the Qian Secret at Lin Yi's brow never dissipated.

He sensed that someone was heading in the same direction.

Moreover, the visitor did not come with good intentions.

He didn't speak, only lightly tapping the window sill.

"Eastern Desolation."

"It's getting more and more lively."

A few days later.

Heavenly Profound Holy Land, First Peak.

The thunder dragon imperial carriage slowly emerged from the depths of the sea of clouds, its wheels rolling across the sky without leaving a single trace.

After the great battle at the Chu Family and a brief period of rest.

Lin Yi's group did not stay long at the Heavenly Profound Holy Land before setting off again toward the even more distant Eastern Desolation.

Their goal this time was the Yaochi Holy Land.

The imperial carriage traveled through voids, its speed reaching the extreme as the scenery outside turned into retreating streamers of light.

After an unknown amount of time, the sky ahead was finally no longer a monotonous gray-white.

A touch of magnificent rosy light rose from the horizon, dyeing the entire sea of clouds a faint gold.

A refreshing fragrance began to permeate the air.

Mixed with the scent of vegetation and lake water, the pure Spiritual Qi almost condensed into substance.

They had arrived at the Eastern Desolation.

The speed of the imperial carriage gradually slowed, descending from the clouds.

The view below suddenly opened up.

It was a fairyland that defied description.

A massive Holy Lake, like a flawless sapphire, was embedded among the mountains.

The lake's surface was without a ripple, reflecting the light of the sky and the shadows of the clouds.

In the center of the lake floated a vast, boundless celestial island.

The island was shrouded in immortal mist, with palaces and pavilions appearing and disappearing within the clouds.

The most spectacular sight was the Ancient PanTao Forest on the island, which blotted out the sun.

Each peach tree was as gnarled as a dragon, with lush branches and leaves, emitting a life force so dense it wouldn't dissipate.

"Wow!"

As soon as the door of the imperial carriage opened, Chu Wanqing's exclamation of wonder preceded her.

She clung to the doorframe, her eyes wide as saucers, her mouth agape at the fairyland before her.

"Brother Lin Yi, this place is too beautiful!"

She grabbed Lin Yi's hand, shaking it in excitement.

Xu Chen followed closely behind, poking half his head out, sniffing hard with his nose, his eyes shining.

"I smell it! It's the fragrance of peaches! And the scent of so many Spirit Medicines!"

Su Yuxi was still in her plain dress, her expression cold and aloof.

She didn't look at the scenery; her gaze was like lightning, quickly scanning the various groups of people already gathered by the lakeshore.

Those prodigies who had rushed from every corner of the Three Thousand Dao Domains each possessed a powerful aura and commanded various types of flying Magic Treasures.

There were Sword Cultivators stepping on giant swords, Saintesses riding jade boats, and descendants of ancient clans riding exotic beasts.

The scale of the scene was so grand it was a rare sight in a hundred years.

Shen Qingyue stood beside Lin Yi, her cold eyes quietly scanning the celestial island.

She seemed to be looking for something, yet also seemed to be reminiscing.

In the Ancient Era, the Emperor Clan Shen Family was incredibly glorious; she had seen similar grand gatherings before.

But now, things had changed.

The appearance of Lin Yi's group instantly attracted everyone's attention.

That peerlessly domineering thunder dragon imperial carriage, along with the figures stepping off it, were simply too dazzling.

"Lin Yi!! It's Lin Yi, the top of the three thousand extreme dao list!"

"The three beside him... Heavens, the top four on the list are actually all together!"

"Is this the strongest Prodigy group of this era? Just standing together makes one feel breathless."

"Who is that little fatty? He looks ordinary; how can he be with this group of prodigies?"

Hearing this, Xu Chen was immediately displeased.

He puffed out his belly, wanting to say something, but was pressed back by a look from Lin Yi.

Just as everyone was discussing, a soft celestial light flew out from the island and landed in front of the imperial carriage.

The light dissipated, revealing a peerlessly beautiful figure.

The newcomer wore seven-colored rainbow garments, with a graceful figure and extraordinarily clear and beautiful features.

It was the Saintess of Yaochi, Ji Yaoguang.

When she saw Lin Yi, especially the three women standing behind him...

A flash of amazement clearly crossed her beautiful eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Saint Lin's arrival brings great honor to our Yaochi."

She bowed slightly, her voice like the tinkling of spring water, pleasant and melodious.

Lin Yi smiled indifferently.

"The Saintess is too kind."

Ji Yaoguang's gaze passed over Su Yuxi, Chu Wanqing, and Shen Qingyue one by one, the shock in her heart beyond measure.

Any one of these three women was enough to outshine an era, yet they were all accompanying Lin Yi.

Just what kind of charm did this youth possess?

She didn't dare look too long, composed herself, and made a gesture of "please."

"Everyone has come from afar; please follow me onto the island."

"The banquet has long been prepared, but before it begins, my mother wishes to meet with you all first."

At these words, both Chu Wanqing and Xu Chen were somewhat surprised.

Meeting the Holy Mother of Yaochi directly?

This treatment was certainly extraordinary.

Lin Yi, however, seemed to have expected it, his expression unchanged.

"Thank you for leading the way, Saintess."

Ji Yaoguang nodded and led Lin Yi and the others away from the noisy crowd by the lakeshore.

Instead, they stepped onto a Rainbow Bridge paved with celestial light, flying straight toward an exceptionally elegant palace deep within the celestial island.

Inside the palace, the Spiritual Qi was dense and celestial music played softly, yet there was an unusual silence.

Behind a screen, a figure could be faintly seen reclining on a jade couch; although the aura was strong, it was extremely unstable.

Ji Yaoguang dismissed the attendants, the smile on her face fading, replaced by a look of deep worry.

She bowed deeply once more to Lin Yi and the others.

"To be honest, inviting you all here was not my mother's idea, but my own decision."

Her voice was very low, carrying a hint of entreaty.

"My mother contracted a strange illness several years ago; her life force is daily declining, and no medicine or treatment has worked."

"Our Yaochi has invited Quasi-Emperor physicians from all over the Eastern Desolation and even the Central State, but all were helpless."

"This PanTao Feast is named a discussion of the Dao, but in reality, I wish to use the power of the world's extraordinary talents to find a glimmer of hope for my mother."

"Saint Lin possesses great Divine Ability and is famous throughout the Three Thousand Realms; I take the liberty to implore the Saint to lend his assistance!"

As her words fell, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, her expression sincere, with no trace of her status as a Saintess.

Chu Wanqing and Xu Chen finally realized.

So Brother Lin Yi's guess was correct; this PanTao Feast was indeed a "medical consultation" disguised as an invitation.

Lin Yi looked at her, his gaze calm.

"Please rise, Saintess."

He didn't immediately agree or refuse, but simply asked a question.

"What kind of strange illness does the Holy Mother have?"