121: Chapter 121 My Dad is the Greatest

Xie Feng stood on the bluestone plaza in front of the mountain gate of the Qingyun Sect, tightened the ties of his black cloak, and pulled down his hood to cover the newly grown short hair on his temples.

The runic veil given by the Third Princess was pressed against the bridge of his nose, covering the tripartite pupil of his left eye and his hollow right eye socket.

His cold crystal blind staff was leaned in his left hand, and around his waist was tied a cyan belt symbolizing an Inner Sect Disciple of the Qingyun Sect, with a token of the nominal third-rank title hanging at his side.

Inside his arms were four Cthulhu-themed forbidden books thick enough to smash people like bricks, plus that thin stone slab brought back from the imperial capital.

The yellow sign was stuck below his left ribs separated by a layer of clothing, neither cold nor hot, quiet and peaceful, like an ordinary stone.

There was no way around it; these self-detonating gadgets were too dangerous. If they were left in the Sect, Xie Feng wouldn't feel at ease instead.

Sect Master Shen Du stood beside the flying boat's boarding ladder. Seeing Xie Feng walking over in this outfit from afar, he was stunned for a moment, and then quietly took two steps back.

"What did you do yesterday?"

"I was sleeping?"

"You?! Forget it, get on the flying boat."

Xie Feng felt a little strange, but it didn't matter.

Leaning on his blind staff, he boarded the flying boat, found a seat by the porthole and sat down, leaned the cold crystal blind staff against his leg, closed his eyes, and began to rest his mind.

The distorted marks on the flying boat slowly moved toward the yellow sign on Xie Feng's body.

The flying boat slowly rose into the air and flew toward the central part of Qingzhou.

The mountain gate of Ziping Cave was built on an extremely vast lake surface.

The lake water was an extremely pale purple, shimmering with sparkling waves under the morning light. Embedded within every ripple were extremely fine runic circuits. Nine stone Peaks in the center of the lake rose from the bottom of the water, with pavilions densely packed on the Peaks and suspended corridors. Waterfalls poured down from the sides of the stone Peaks, and the water mist was mixed with extremely thick and pure Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.

Xie Feng's spiritual power perception spread down from the flying boat's porthole. The first Cultivator he touched was at the sixth realm, the second was at the seventh realm, and the third was at the Peak of the seventh realm.

As the number one Sect in Qingzhou, Ziping Cave had a strength a cut above the Qingyun Sect. Just the few Elders standing on the Welcoming Peak at this moment had cultivation bases no lower than the sixth realm.

Several flying boats were already parked on the plaza: the dark black imperial flying boat, the dark brown Tianque Sect flying boat, the cyan-grey Chiwu Sect flying boat, and a few standard models Xie Feng had never seen before, probably hurrying over from more distant Sects.

The flying boat landed slowly.

The Qingzhou Sect Assembly was still a while away from starting, but everyone present were old acquaintances, so they were exchanging pleasantries, offering tea, and chatting about recent updates.

When Sect Master Shen Du stepped onto the stone steps of the Welcoming Peak, quite a few people had already gathered on the plaza.

The welcoming Disciples of Ziping Cave wore light purple casual clothes with nine-petaled lotus patterns embroidered on their cuffs, shuttling back and forth on the plaza to serve tea to the Sect Masters of various Sects. The wind blowing from the lake carried a very faint fragrance of purple lotuses, mixed with the Spiritual Qi fluctuations of different attributes from the Cultivators of various Sects, presenting quite an immortal atmosphere.

Sect Master Lv Xu of the Tianque Sect stood on the east side of the plaza, holding a teacup and talking with the Sect Master of the Chiwu Sect.

He wore a dark red Sect Master robe, with the unique flame piping of the Tianque Sect embedded at the cuffs. His complexion looked much better than when he was having a meeting in Ranhuo City.

"Long time no see. I heard your Sect recruited quite a few saplings with fire-attribute Spiritual Roots this year."

The Sect Master of the Chiwu Sect held his teacup and nodded slightly.

"It's thirty percent more than previous years. Thanks to the blessing of Ranhuo City, many Loose Cultivators with fire-attribute Spiritual Roots had nowhere to go, which instead benefited small Sects like us. How is Sect Master Lv's Sect doing this year?"

The smile on Lv Xu's face didn't change, but his fingers holding the teacup tightened slightly.

"Passable." He didn't say much.

The Sect Master of the Chiwu Sect was also doing it to disgust Lv Xu. Given his emotional intelligence, how could he not know that the Tianque Sect was in trouble now?

However, if you hadn't spread false intelligence, how could our Sect have been thrown into Chaos by that little lunatic?

In the center of the plaza, an Elder wearing a deep purple robe was exchanging pleasantries with Sect Master Shen Du.

This person was the Deputy Sect Master of Ziping Cave, surnamed Pei, at the Peak of the seventh realm. His beard and hair were all white, yet his pair of eyes were extremely bright and sharp.

"Sect Master Shen, long time no see. I heard that Xie Feng of your Sect has achieved great merit in the imperial capital again?"

Sect Master Shen Du held his teacup, his tone flat: "Elder Pei flatters me. He is merely sharing the worries for Your Majesty, it cannot be considered a great merit."

Deputy Sect Master Pei stroked his beard.

"A nominal third-rank title has even been issued, and still cannot be considered a great merit? Sect Master Shen is being too modest."

Sect Master Shen Du didn't pick up on this topic, but just smiled slightly, holding his teacup and making way by half a step to the side.

He knew very well in his heart that this person Xie Feng was a walking self-detonating device; the greater the merit, the greater the trouble. He was now too lazy to be modest with others over Xie Feng's matters.

Anyway, once Xie Feng got off the flying boat in a moment, everyone present would know what on earth was hanging on his body.

Where did this kid go to sleep last night? Why is the aura on his body so terrifying?

On the west side of the plaza stood a young man Xie Feng had never seen before. He wore a cyan martial outfit with lightning patterns embroidered on his cuffs, and his cultivation was around the fifth realm. He was crossing his arms and leaning against a stone pillar.

Another female Cultivator wearing a white long gown leaned over nearby and lowered her voice.

"I heard that Xie Feng from the Qingyun Sect is coming."

The cyan-clothed young man snorted.

"The one from Ranhuo City? Rumors outside make him sound godlike, I'd like to see what kind of three heads and six arms he has."

Xie Feng's feet had just landed on the ground of Ziping Cave.

All Cultivators above the seventh realm on the plaza turned their heads at the same time.

Sect Master Lv Xu of the Tianque Sect had just pulled his hand out of his sleeve to cup his hands in salute, but his movement froze mid-air, his eyeballs trembling at an extremely minute frequency.

The Sect Master of the Chiwu Sect stood at the edge of the plaza, his expression even more colorful than when Xie Feng beat up his deacon face-to-face in his own Sect yesterday. He only felt that there was something on Xie Feng yesterday, but before his seventh-realm Divine Sense could fully spread out, it was repelled by that invisible pressure.

Now, spiritual power perception across the entire plaza was fully opened. Seven or eight great Cultivators above the seventh realm swept over with their Divine Sense simultaneously. Even from dozens of zhang away, he felt the oppressive sensation of being submerged over his head by a tsunami.

The hair on the bodies of all the Sect Masters representing Sects or Grand Elders serving concurrently as Deputy Sect Masters stood on end.

Only Mortals couldn't see it; however, there were no Mortals on the entire plaza.

Grand Cultivator Helan Yan stood at the entrance of the main hall of the Welcoming Peak, slowly lowering the teacup in his hand. Even his cultivation at the Peak of the eighth realm failed to suppress the trace of suddenly expanding astonishment deep within his pupils.

Xie Feng stopped while holding his cold crystal blind staff, feeling that the atmosphere of Ziping Cave was a bit tense.

"What's wrong?"

Xie Feng was a bit surprised.

And in the space behind him, Tawil's silver-white Void Realm was spreading out extremely slowly and gently. The light pierced through the thin mist on the morning lake surface, rippling into countless shattered lights in every inch of air behind him.

Those shattered lights were not within the scope of spiritual power, nor were they an energy form that any Cultivator could touch with Divine Sense. They were projections of space-time and rules themselves, slowly flickering in a form that could not be fully understood by the composition of this world.

Balls of light flowed out from the shattered lights.

Huge orbs of light crowded and moved toward the entrance... The detached parts of the nearest sphere and the eerie, outward-flowing protoplasm gathered together, forming an ominous and terrifying horror from outer space... Its face was converged by iridescent spheres... This primordial ooze bubbled at the eternal source point of Chaos, transcending the farthest abyss of time and space. (—— August William Derleth, The Lurker at the Threshold)

At the exact same moment, all great Cultivators above the seventh realm felt that the rules of heaven and earth within their bodies were gently toggled by an existence far superior to it.

That seemed to be a greeting.

Taking advantage of Xie Feng's arrival, the Gatekeeper of the Silver Key greeted all Cultivators on this land who had cultivated enough to become a part of heaven and earth.

Xie Feng still could not realize what last night's conversation actually symbolized.

That meant The All-in-One had officially accepted him as a dependent.

In the Cthulhu world where acknowledging a dad represented strength,

now,

Xie Feng's dad was the greatest.