141: Chapter 141 The Path to Immortality Begins with Virtue!

He ignored the attendant, and certainly did not walk toward the seat that had been prepared for him.

Instead, under the gaze of everyone, he began to walk, unhurriedly, toward the highest and most eye-catching white jade platform.

The guests along the way, regardless of how high their cultivation or how esteemed their status,

all seemed to be pressured by an invisible aura.

They stood up one after another, retreating in terror to both sides,

clearing a path for Qin Yu.

Under the deathly silent gaze of the entire venue, Qin Yu ascended the platform.

He walked straight up to Ji Haoyue.

He cast a faint glance at the table in front of Ji Haoyue, which was crafted from ten-thousand-year mysterious jade.

"This table is too crowded; This Divine Son does not like it."

As the words fell,

he waved his hand casually at the empty space beside him.

Boom! A loud noise erupted!

Space distorted, and the Law roared!

A pitch-black throne, larger, more magnificent, and even more domineering than Ji Haoyue's imperial seat, condensed out of thin air!

The throne was forged from unknown divine metal and black crystal.

The armrests were carved with terrifying scenes of all living things wailing and gods and demons bowing their heads.

A thick aura of Chaos and Return to Ruins emanated from it.

Most importantly, this throne did not land on the white jade platform.

Instead, it hovered directly in mid-air.

It was several feet higher than Ji Haoyue's imperial seat! Looking down from above!

Amidst the dumbstruck gazes of everyone, Qin Yu's figure slowly floated upward and sat down on the throne with extreme naturalness.

He crossed his legs elegantly, propped his chin on one hand, and overlooked the entire hall.

He overlooked the Eternal Life Divine Son on the platform, whose face had completely stiffened.

At this moment, it was as if he were the only master of this grand gathering.

In the hall, the music stopped, and the dancers' footsteps ceased.

Everyone's breathing stopped. You could hear a pin drop.

This was no longer a provocation.

This was tearing the face of the Everlasting Ji Family, which had been passed down for eons, right off and stepping on it in front of all the powerhouses of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!

On the platform, the smile on Ji Haoyue's face completely froze.

His fingers gripping the teacup turned white from excessive force.

Crack! A very faint sound of shattering echoed in the hall.

The teacup, made of immortal-grade warm jade, could not withstand the power leaking from Ji Haoyue's fingertips and shattered into dust.

A trace of murderous intent, cold to the extreme, flashed deep within his star-like eyes, too fast for anyone to notice.

Ji Haoyue slowly raised his head, looking up at the arrogant man hovering diagonally above him.

A smile reappeared on his face. Only this time, there was no gentleness in that smile, only chilling coldness.

"Interesting..." Ji Haoyue whispered in a voice only he could hear. "Truly, very interesting."

The chess game had just begun. And the prey before him seemed even more delicious than he had imagined.

The hall was deathly silent. Warm tea mixed with jade powder dripped slowly from between Ji Haoyue's fingers, but he seemed not to notice.

After muttering to himself, a smile bloomed once again on Ji Haoyue's peerlessly handsome face.

His laughter was not loud, but it was as gentle as jade, like a spring breeze brushing over a hillside, instantly dispersing the heavy murderous intent in the hall.

"Hehe." "Brother Qin is truly a man of character, with outstanding demeanor; you should be a role model for our generation."

As he spoke, he elegantly brushed the tea and powder from his hands, his posture composed, as if he were not the one who had just been humiliated.

"It was Haoyue's negligence. How could a personage like Brother Qin sit at the same table as mediocre people like us?"

"Come here." Ji Haoyue clapped his hands. "Serve the best immortal wine and the rarest divine fruits for my Brother Qin."

"Today, for Brother Qin to grace my Bulao Mountain with his presence is the honor of our Ji Family, and also the honor of everyone present."

These words were airtight. Not only did he not get angry, but he also followed Qin Yu's stance and praised him highly.

In an instant, he turned himself from a position of passive humiliation into a composed and magnanimous host. This move was played beautifully.

Many old foxes in the hall nodded secretly. As expected of the Eternal Life Divine Son; this Heart-Nature is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Facing this textbook example of Tai Chi pushing hands, Qin Yu couldn't even be bothered to lift his eyelids.

"Are you a Yin and Yang person? Stop with this empty talk."

Qin Yu's voice was not loud, but it clearly spread throughout the hall.

"Aren't you, the Ji Family, planning to discuss the path to Immortal Ascension?"

"What, do you intend to achieve Immortal Ascension by drinking tea and chatting?"

"Or is it that your so-called longevity is just relying on this mouth to blow the sky apart?"

Pfft! Han Yueli couldn't help but laugh out loud at the right moment.

Although she quickly covered her mouth, that giggle sounded exceptionally jarring in the quiet hall.

All eyes turned over instantly.

The smile on Ji Haoyue's face stiffened for a moment. The atmosphere he had worked so hard to create was punctured again by Qin Yu's rough and direct words.

This guy doesn't play by the rules at all!

"Brother Qin is joking." Ji Haoyue took a deep breath and rounded things off again.

"Since Brother Qin is straightforward, Haoyue will not elaborate further."

"The path to Immortal Ascension is long and arduous. We Cultivators, walking a Heaven-Defying path, should seek the path of our predecessors and open the foundation for all eternity."

"Today, the Ji Family is honored to invite a living fossil, the Grand Elder of the Phoenix Holy Land, Zhou Qishan."

"Three thousand years ago, he was already at the Peak of the Saint King! He has profound insights into the Dao of longevity; why not ask him to provide some initial thoughts for us?"

Ji Haoyue gestured, throwing the topic out. As his voice fell, an old man in a gray robe with white hair and the demeanor of an immortal rose slowly from the guest seats.

It was Zhou Qishan of the Phoenix Holy Land. His seniority was extremely high, and he was highly respected in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Zhou Qishan nodded slightly to Ji Haoyue, bowed to the guests in all directions, and then spoke slowly.

"This old man has lived a few more years, so I dare not call it insight, just some shallow views."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Qin Yu's domineering throne on the platform, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally.

"This old man believes that the path to Immortal Ascension primarily prioritizes the word 'virtue'."

"Immortals transcend the mundane, seize the creation of heaven and earth, and should even more possess compassion and bring blessings to all living beings."

"If one, for selfish gain, kills the innocent indiscriminately and paves the path to longevity with the blood of all living beings, even if one can steal a sliver of heavenly secrets, it will ultimately be nothing but a demonic path, and one will surely face heavenly retribution!"

These words were spoken righteously and passionately. Many Cultivators in the hall nodded in agreement, deeply convinced.

On the surface, these words were about expounding his own Dao. But even a fool could hear that every word was aimed at Qin Yu.

After all, when it comes to killing the innocent indiscriminately, among everyone present, who could compare to this young Qin Family Divine Son?

Destroying the Ye Family, Wang Family, Gu Family, etc... And with one person and one banner, slaughtering a million-strong army of the foreign realm. How long has it been since these events?