34: Qingyun Taoist Association

“Chao Lu?”

Wu Ning couldn't help but glance at the top of her head.

Thankfully, she wasn't bald.

A hint of confusion flashed in Chao Lu's eyes; she felt Wu Ning's gaze on her was strange.

At this moment, she appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly, she was extremely nervous, worried that Wu Ning had come for her.

If he wants me…

Should I comply or not?

“Senior… are you really only eighteen?”

Lin Fan's voice interrupted Chao Lu's wild thoughts; he looked at Wu Ning with a hint of disbelief.

He was now over one hundred and twenty years old and already at the King Realm Third Heaven, which, looking at the entire Eastern Region, definitely made him a top Prodigy.

But what was he doing when he was eighteen?

When he was eighteen, he hadn't even reached the Fa Xiang Realm, yet this person, at eighteen, was already a super expert whom the entire Qingyun Sect treated with great respect!

Everyone was born human for the first time, so why was the gap so huge?

Wu Ning patted his shoulder and comforted him, “We're different; you don't need to compare yourself to me.”

He was a cheater, how could he be like others?

“This Junior wouldn't dare.”

Lin Fan quickly said.

Although the person in front of him might be younger than him, in the path of cultivation, the accomplished come first.

He wouldn't dare to be disrespectful.

Wu Ning sighed almost imperceptibly; powerful strength always made people feel awe and distance, making it impossible to even make friends.

The strong are always lonely.

Only the strong are worthy of befriending the strong, but he had no interest in those old monsters.

Perhaps only Li Yuanbao and Xu Ziqian, the two guys who grew up with him, could interact with him as friends.

Wu Ning felt bored and left after a while.

He didn't continue to sign in.

Although the items obtained from signing in were good, they were of little use to his current Realm.

With the ancient ring his mother gave him, he didn't have to worry about resources or Magic Treasures before Breaking Through to the Immortal Rank.

He planned to save his sign-in opportunities.

Accumulate 365 times and try a yearly sign-in.

It would be at least an Immortal Rank treasure, and he was very much looking forward to it!

He still needed 201 more sign-in opportunities.

That was less than seven months.

In the following days, Wu Ning spent almost all his time in the Qingyun Sect's Scripture Pavilion.

The Qingyun Sect was an ancient Sect with a Legacy of hundreds of thousands of years, and its collection of books numbered in the hundreds of millions, vast as the ocean.

They recorded knowledge in all aspects, including cultivation, spiritual plants, Yao Beasts, Magic Treasures, Formations, rare treasures, human history, astronomy, geography, and strange anecdotes.

Although Wu Ning was powerful, his knowledge was still too limited.

So, he decided to read more books.

Lest he suffer from a lack of culture in the future and cause unnecessary jokes.

Now that he had this opportunity, he naturally wouldn't miss it.

A few days passed quickly.

Wu Ning was immersed in the ocean of knowledge, unable to extricate himself; if Xuan Chengzi hadn't sent someone to invite him to the ceremony, he wouldn't have wanted to leave the Scripture Pavilion.

Qingyun Sect's Martial Arts Field.

At this moment, it was packed with people.

Not only the one hundred thousand Disciples of the Qingyun Sect, but also teams from various top Sects and Holy Land Sects from the surrounding hundred states.

Together, they numbered nearly two hundred thousand people.

On the high platform, Xuan Chengzi sat in the center, with the Holy Lords of more than ten Holy Lands from the surrounding hundred states seated beside him.

Surrounding them were the leaders of hundreds of second-tier Sect forces.

“Young Master Wu, please sit here.”

Seeing Wu Ning approach, Xuan Chengzi quickly stood up and gestured to an empty seat beside him.

He had already known about what happened on Lingyuan Peak.

In the past few days, he had visited Wu Ning twice, and later directly changed his address to Young Master Wu.

This made it seem more intimate.

Wu Ning nodded slightly and sat down directly, drawing glances from many people around him.

The eyes of the more than ten Holy Land Holy Lords narrowed slightly, feeling a bit shocked; they found that they couldn't see through the true strength of this young man.

However, judging by Xuan Chengzi's behavior, this person's background was absolutely extraordinary.

“Sect Head Xuan, who is this Young Master?”

A Holy Lord tentatively asked Xuan Chengzi.

“This is Young Master Wu; you must not offend him.”

Xuan Chengzi warned quietly, not saying much more, nor did he intend to introduce them to Wu Ning.

A few minor Holy Land Lords were not worthy of a Quasi-Emperor's attention.

Everyone's hearts tightened, and they didn't continue to ask more questions.

It was worth Xuan Chengzi's solemn warning, so his background was probably terrifyingly great.

They indicated that they couldn't afford to provoke him.

Subsequently, everyone's gaze turned to the Martial Arts Field.

Two King Realm First Heaven Prodigies were fighting fiercely.

Body collisions, Martial Skill bombardments, powerful Qi swept through the Martial Arts Field; any single aftershock could easily shatter a mountain peak.

“Young Master Wu, of the two fighting, the one in black robes is Meng Tian, the Saint of Lingxiao Holy Land, possessing the Nine Yang Sacred Body, with unparalleled combat power.”

“The one in purple robes is Gu Han, the Saint of the Gu family from a Holy Land. I heard that when this child was born, a phenomenon appeared in the sky, and auspicious signs descended from heaven and earth; he possesses the Boundless Sacred Body.”

“Both of these are King Realm Prodigies under one hundred and fifty years old; as long as they don't die, they will surely become Saints in the future.”

Xuan Chengzi quietly explained to Wu Ning.

For today, he had done his homework thoroughly.

He knew the information of every one of the hundreds of top Prodigies in the field like the back of his hand.

Wu Ning's gaze swept around the Martial Arts Field.

This was a gathering of Prodigies; this Qingyun Dao Gathering was many levels higher than the Great Jin's Junlin Banquet.

There weren't many King Realm Prodigies, but there were about thirty of them.

Heavenly Palace Realm Prodigies were everywhere.

Fa Xiang Realm Prodigies were inconspicuous here.

The only thing they could compete on was age.

There were simply too many Fa Xiang Realm cultivators under thirty years old, and a very small number were even under twenty!

If this were in the Great Jin, they could already be Old Ancestors.

Comparing people to people would just lead to death!

“Sect Head Xuan, is there a prize for this gathering?”

Wu Ning asked.

Xuan Chengzi shook his head and said, “It's just a sparring match between young people; there isn't any specific prize.”

“However, in the past, occasionally, people on the stage would take out some treasures to reward Prodigies who performed exceptionally well.”

“That's not bad.”

Wu Ning nodded slightly, thought for a moment, took out a Sacred Artifact long spear, and tossed it into the air.

Sacred might diffused, instantly attracting countless gazes.

“Today, the best performer in the entire arena shall receive this Sacred Artifact!”

Wu Ning's voice was neither loud nor soft, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

“Holy crap, a Sacred Artifact?!”

“Am I seeing things?”

“Which big shot actually brought out a Sacred Artifact?!”

“The best performer in the entire arena… I'll fight with all my might for it!”

“This Sacred Artifact belongs to me!”

“…”

The atmosphere of the entire Martial Arts Field immediately became heated; many King Realm Prodigies rubbed their fists, their eyes burning, all showing a determined expression.

What followed would surely be a Dragon-Tiger Battle.

Although others knew they had no hope, they were also extremely excited; being able to witness such a Sacred Artifact battle was well worth the trip.

Wu Ning was very satisfied; it looked much more exciting this way.

However, at this moment, the leaders of various Sect forces on the stage were also staring at the Sacred Artifact long spear in the air with burning eyes.

Most of their Sect forces were comparable to the Seven Stars Sect, and not much higher, so it was impossible for them to possess Sacred Artifacts.

Now, with a Sacred Artifact placed before them, how could they not desire it?