100: In full view of the public, Changfeng Clown

Three days later, Tiandao Peak.

This peak is one of the core main peaks of Taichu Dao Academy, with majestic and towering mountains that pierce the clouds.

At the peak's summit, there is a massive naturally formed platform. Legend has it that in ancient times, a powerful being lectured here, causing sweet dew to fall from the sky and golden lotuses to spring from the earth, imbuing this place with a natural Dao rhyme and extraordinary profundity.

Today, Tiandao Peak was more lively than ever before.

On the summit platform, magnificent palaces and jade towers had already been erected.

Amidst the swirling immortal mist, spirit fruits and fine wines were arranged on white jade tables, with attendants standing on both sides, awaiting esteemed guests.

This was the Dao Discussion gathering hosted by Yuan Changfeng.

Though called a 'small gathering,' the grandeur and scale clearly indicated a grand event, bringing together top Prodigies from the Eastern Domain and even other domains.

Above the sky, brilliant lights shone continuously.

"Boom!"

A golden lion, its entire body ablaze with golden flames, stepped through the Void Realm. Seated on its back was a young man in crimson-gold battle armor, radiating a wild and domineering aura. His gaze was like a torch, and wherever he passed, the air twisted.

"The Saint from the Great Yan Holy Land, Jin Lieyang!"

Someone exclaimed, recognizing the newcomer.

Immediately after, a clear Phoenix cry resounded through the clouds.

A magnificent carriage pulled by a Azure Luan broke through the clouds. Beside the carriage, a woman in court attire, with a noble and elegant demeanor, stood in the air.

It was Zhao Lingyu, the Eldest Princess of the Ziwei Imperial Dynasty.

Subsequently, Jing Xin, the chief Disciple of Ancient Temple Wuxiang Temple, arrived, stepping on a golden lotus platform, his appearance solemn and radiating Buddha's light.

Ao Ya of the Ancient Dragon Clan, with his burly physique and fierce Dragon might, scanned the entire scene with his vertical pupils.

Ye Xihe, the Saintess of Taiyi Holy Land, dressed in white purer than snow, possessed an ethereal aura, like a snow lotus untouched by the mortal world, as she quietly took her seat.

Yu Meier, the Saintess of Joyful Union Sect, walked with graceful steps, exuding natural charm.

Every smile and glance of hers caused countless male cultivators' hearts to flutter. Her gaze shifted, and upon seeing Ye Xihe, a faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared on her face.

For a time, Tiandao Peak was ablaze with stars, Dragons and snakes rising together.

These peerless Prodigies, each of whom could stir up a storm wherever they appeared on ordinary days, were now gathered in one hall.

Yuan Changfeng, the host, wore an embroidered robe and a warm, spring-like smile, constantly moving through the venue.

He conversed cheerfully with Prodigies from all walks of life, fully displaying the demeanor and grandeur of a host, drawing countless praises.

He greatly enjoyed being the center of attention.

"Changfeng, today's grand gathering is truly a constellation of stars, rarely seen throughout the ages!"

Jin Lieyang laughed loudly as he approached, his voice booming.

"Brother Jin, you flatter me. It is Changfeng's honor that all Fellow Daoists are willing to grace us with their presence."

Yuan Changfeng bowed in return, his smile sincere.

During this time, his gaze occasionally swept towards the direction of Lanyue Peak.

He was waiting.

Waiting for the person he wished he could devour and flay.

Just then, the entire venue suddenly fell silent.

Everyone's gaze simultaneously turned towards the same direction.

In the distance, a white-robed figure was seen slowly approaching.

He did not ride any Magic Treasure or spirit beast; he simply walked step by step upon the Void Realm.

With each step, invisible Dao rhyme ripples seemed to emanate from beneath his feet.

His white robes were purer than snow, and his handsomeness was extraordinary.

Who else could it be but Jiang Chen?

Behind him, Xiao Tiandu, Song Ningxue, Qing Linghe, and Wen Yan silently followed.

He's here!

He really came!

The smile on Yuan Changfeng's face froze for a moment, but quickly returned to normal, even becoming more enthusiastic and sincere.

"Brother Jiang! You're finally here. Changfeng has been waiting for a long time!"

He proactively went to greet him, his posture extremely humble.

"Who is this person?"

"What a powerful aura! He's not even using any pressure, yet I feel a pang in my heart!"

"Is this the Hongtian Saint Son who dared to publicly humiliate Elder Yunhai and forced Yuan Changfeng to endure until now?"

Whispers arose among the crowd, everyone's eyes filled with various emotions.

There was apprehension, curiosity, hostility, and even disdain.

The surrounding Prodigies looked on with different expressions.

Battle Intent surged in Jin Lieyang's eyes.

Ao Ya's vertical pupils were filled with resentment.

Ye Xihe's gaze was cool and detached.

As for Yu Meier, her beautiful eyes held a complex expression, and she then simply turned her head away, not looking at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen stopped, looking at the enthusiastic Yuan Changfeng, and smiled.

"With such hospitality, how could I not come?"

His gaze swept across the venue, and he said lightly, "Such a grand event today, truly a magnificent display."

"I imagine you put a lot of thought into it, didn't you?"

This calm tone made Yuan Changfeng's heart skip a beat. He always felt that Jiang Chen's words contained an indescribable mockery.

"Brother Jiang, you jest. We are all Fellow Daoists; gathered here today, we should exchange ideas and encourage each other."

"No matter how much effort Changfeng puts in, it is worth it."

Yuan Changfeng suppressed his displeasure, smiled, and gestured, "Brother Jiang, please take the honored seat!"

However, just then.

A figure as cool and clear as moonlight also drifted gracefully from afar.

The newcomer wore a plain white dress, with an unparalleled beauty and a cool, detached demeanor.

It was Ji Qingxue.

Her appearance instantly drew all eyes in the venue once again.

Countless gazes of admiration were directed at this First Divine Maiden of Taichu Dao Academy.

Yuan Changfeng's eyes instantly lit up, and the smile on his face became even more radiant. He immediately left Jiang Chen and went to greet her.

"Qingxue, you're here."

His voice was so tender it almost dripped with sweetness.

"I specifically saved a seat for you, right beside me."

He pointed to the empty seat on the other side of his main seat, the implication self-evident.

This scene made everyone prick up their ears.

Everyone knew that Yuan Changfeng had always been pursuing Ji Qingxue.

Today, his actions in such a grand setting were almost tantamount to declaring something to everyone.

However, no one expected it.

Ji Qingxue's cool gaze merely swept over him, without the slightest pause.

She simply nodded indifferently to Yuan Changfeng.

"No need."

Then Ji Qingxue walked past him, not bothering to say another word.

Subsequently, under the somewhat incredulous gazes of the entire venue.

She walked directly towards Jiang Chen.

"Holy Son Jiang."

Ji Qingxue stopped in front of Jiang Chen, and on her perpetually ice-cold face, an extremely faint, almost imperceptible smile actually appeared for the first time.

She nodded slightly, her voice still cool, but no longer the distant indifference that pushed people away.

"Today, I fear I may be causing much disturbance."

Boom!

This scene instantly silenced the entire venue, and the atmosphere became subtle.

Especially for Yuan Changfeng.

The smile on his face completely froze!

His outstretched hand remained awkwardly suspended in mid-air.

He watched helplessly as the woman he adored ignored his warm invitation and instead proactively greeted his brother's killer.

At that moment, he felt a surge of hot blood rush to his head!

Humiliation!

Jiang Chen looked at Ji Qingxue in front of him, his mouth almost splitting into a wide grin.

"Fairy Qingxue is too modest."

He naturally extended his hand, making a gesture of invitation, pointing to the seat beside him.

"If Fairy doesn't mind, please sit here."

The entire venue was silent!

Everyone's gaze was focused on Ji Qingxue.

Then, they witnessed a scene they would never forget.

They saw that Fairy Qingxue, who had always been cold and aloof, showing no warmth to any man, actually nodded slightly and obediently sat down right beside Jiang Chen.

At that moment.

Two words appeared in the minds of everyone present.

Clown!