370: Huangji Prefecture

Identity?

Mu Wanqing's curiosity instantly exploded. She grabbed Yun Xuanxuan's arm and gently tugged on her sleeve with her fingertips: 'Is Junior Sister perhaps a princess, a golden branch and jade leaf from some Dynasty at the foot of the mountain, who secretly ran away to Cultivate immortality?'

She lowered her voice and added:

'How did Revered Master trick... I mean, take you in as a Disciple? Tell your Senior Sister all about it.'

It must be said, this Eldest Disciple of his was truly lively, and her ability to act familiar was quite impressive. In just a short while, she had already established 'arm-in-arm diplomacy' with the newly enrolled Junior Sister.

Hmm... who said the Great Senior Sister must be one of profound cultivation to hold the position?

Chen Xuan watched the two figures linked arm-in-arm and calmly explained: 'Your Junior Sister, due to some special reasons, took a demon transformation pill. She is now considered to be of the Yao Race.'

'Furthermore, in the southwestern region of our Sect, there are also many pitiful commoners who have become Half-Demons. I have already issued an order that no one is to disrespect them. Violators will be severely punished.'

'Huh?'

Mu Wanqing's almond-shaped eyes widened suddenly, her long eyelashes fluttering twice. She immediately reined in her surprise and instead gripped Yun Xuanxuan's hand even tighter. 'Junior Sister, don't worry about such things. Our Dao Seeking Sect doesn't bother with those vulgar rules! Besides, you were able to stabilize your form with the demon transformation pill, which means you must have great Opportunity. I think you're much more likable than those arrogant Disciples from other immortal Sects!'

Xiao Lingxian stood to the side. Her usually cool and aloof brows and eyes softened a few degrees. She didn't step forward to be affectionate, merely watched Yun Xuanxuan quietly. Her voice was light, yet each word was clear:

'Yao Race or Human Race, since you have entered the Dao Seeking Sect, you are our Junior Sister.'

Xie Xingchen stepped forward leisurely, his posture straight as a pine, a gentle and refined faint smile on his face: 'Senior Sister is right. In this world, the hearts of many people are more venomous than a scorpion. I have already heard some of Junior Sister's story from Senior Brother Ye.'

'Regarding Junior Sister's experience, my heart is full of admiration, even a sense of shame—at the very least, I could not have done what Junior Sister did.'

Yun Xuanxuan looked at the three Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters before her, feeling as if three warm currents were flowing into her heart.

Since becoming a Half-Demon, she had long grown accustomed to those strange, contemptuous gazes. She could actually discern very easily whether the words of others were sincere or false.

But... whether it was on Rain God Continent, where Senior Brother Ye and Senior Brother Li specially sought out the valley to apologize, or the genuine comfort offered by the three of them now, she could clearly feel that goodwill, untainted by any falseness.

And precisely because of this, the emotion in her heart grew even more intense.

Her eyes grew slightly warm, her nose tingled with a hint of sourness, and she said softly, 'Thank you, Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters. Xuanxuan will definitely not cause you any trouble!'

Chen Xuan pondered for a moment, then instructed: 'Wanqing, Lingxian, you two take Junior Sister to familiarize herself with the Sect for two days. Also, go to the Divine Ability Pavilion and select a few suitable Divine Ability scrolls for her.'

'Xingchen, you may go into seclusion to Cultivate now.'

'Disciple obeys.'

Mu Wanqing was secretly rejoicing, thinking she could finally rest for two days, when Chen Xuan's voice timely rang out again: 'The Medicinal Pills to assist your cultivation will be delivered to your rooms by Chan'er shortly.'

'Huh?'

Mu Wanqing's face instantly fell. 'Revered Master...'

Mu Wanqing had just thought to lift her skirt, run forward, and tug on his sleeve to act coquettishly, but before she could even begin her plan, Chen Xuan's figure flickered and disappeared from the spot, leaving only a fading afterimage.

The young maiden could only stomp her foot in frustration!

With matters on this side arranged, Chen Xuan found Xiao Yun and clearly explained all the major and minor affairs of the Sect. In five days, he planned to take Qi Yue to Huangji Prefecture to attend the council meeting. At that time, the entire Sect would be entrusted to Xiao Yun's care.

Immediately after, he picked up a brush and wrote a letter to Chu Haotian, asking him to help gather information regarding the guixu immortal ferry boat.

It was likely they might even encounter that fellow Number Seven there... In the western frontier of Huangji Prefecture, the Zhen Tian Mountain Range rose from the earth for ten thousand ren, like pillars propping up the sky piercing the heavens. Atop the range, the Ancient Zhen Tian Platform hung suspended in the air, resembling an eternal boulder suppressing the eight directions.

Beneath the ancient platform, a sea of clouds churned like boiling water. Amidst the raging, wave-like clouds, countless figures stood aloft in the sky. They were all the leaders of top-tier forces from Huangji Prefecture and even the four directions and eight domains. Moreover, majestic flying boats broke through the clouds, moored in orderly rows above the sea of clouds. Their treasure light shot towards the heavens, and talismanic patterns flowed, dazzling the eyes and overwhelming the senses.

'Look! That's the Ten Thousand Formations Sect's Green Luan Immortal Boat!' someone exclaimed involuntarily, their gaze fixed on the giant boat covered in emerald-colored radiant light. Atop the boat's body stood the phantom of a Green Luan, its wingspan a hundred zhang. As its spiritual essence flowed, even the surrounding cloud vapor transformed into a spreading-winged Green Luan. 'Truly living up to its reputation. Such grandeur is truly magnificent!'

'What is that colossal thing within the black mist?'

Another Cultivator, a look of shock on their face, pointed towards a mass of thick, ink-black mist at the edge of the cloud sea. Within the black mist, the outline of a giant beast could vaguely be seen, its scales like iron, its corpse aura soaring to the heavens. The Yin-Sha aura swirling around its body actually caused the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to stagnate. 'Such ferocious power, could it already possess cultivation at the Deity Transformation Realm?'

'This is the Demon Abyss Pavilion's mount—the Corpse Kun!' an elderly man with white hair beside them explained gravely. 'Refined from ten thousand corpses and fused with Kun bones for its body. Not only is its speed unparalleled in the eight directions, but its ferocious aura can also intimidate ordinary Cultivators.'

'I didn't expect even the Tiangong Pavilion to have come.'

'The Tiangong Pavilion has always been reclusive. Today, they have actually come in person. I wonder if we'll be fortunate enough to see that Heavenly Venerable Mogong, the one who commands the Tiangong Pavilion and wondrously seizes creation?'

A flying boat, its entire body shimmering with a cold, silvery radiance, hovered amidst the sea of clouds. On its deck, Yu Qingyan leaned against the railing, clad in a moon-white gauze dress that perfectly outlined her graceful, slender figure. Her brows were slightly furrowed, her jade-like nose straight and delicate. Her pure and beautiful countenance was like a cold plum blossom under the moonlight. The moment she appeared, many Cultivators recognized this Fairy of the Tiangong Pavilion.

After all, her Revered Master was publicly acknowledged as one of the Ten Great Fairies.

Of course, according to rumors among many Cultivators, the forces behind these Ten Great Fairies and Ten Great Immortal Venerables accounted for eighty percent of the power, with absolutely no exaggeration.

However, wanting to become the Dao Companion of one of the Ten Great Fairies was harder than ascending to the blue sky. Thus, many Cultivators turned their attention to the Disciples of the next generation. Yu Qingyan had also gained fame precisely because of this.

'Revered Master!'

The young maiden called out softly, her gaze looking into the distance: 'Will the Dao Seeking Sect send someone to this Zhen Tian Platform council meeting?'

Dongfang Li, dressed in a light jade-green ruqun with a small white magnolia flower pinned by her temple, quietly appeared behind her. Her gaze swept idly over the distant scene:

'That is unclear.'

She paused, then added: 'Although rumors say they can deploy a grand formation spanning an entire continent, which sounds terrifying, when it comes down to it, any Mahayana Realm Cultivator in the world has the ability to turn the tide of heaven. Moreover, even without the Dao Seeking Sect, Rain God Continent would definitely not fall into the hands of the Yao Race.'

'Hmm?'

Yu Qingyan tilted her head slightly. 'What does Revered Master mean by that?'

Dongfang Li patiently explained: 'I also only learned the inside story from the Sect Master two days ago. Regarding the crisis on Rain God Continent, the Yuling Valley had long since prepared a countermeasure. They just deliberately held their forces, wanting to wait until the situation became even more critical before acting, in order to gain greater fame.'

'They just didn't expect that, with a slight lapse of attention, that immense fame would be snatched away by someone else.'

Hearing this, Yu Qingyan was slightly taken aback: 'In that case, hasn't the Dao Seeking Sect inadvertently already offended the Yuling Valley?'