52: Chapter 52 Immortal Fate Conference? A Job Fair?

Su Mo looked in the direction of the sound and saw many people surrounding a ring with a diameter of one hundred meters.

Above the ring, two Cultivators in different attire were dueling. The radiance of their Spells bloomed in the air, and the aftershocks caused by the collisions were tightly blocked by a layer of light screen.

"Come on, Qingxiao Sect! I've bet all my money on you!"

"Senior Brother from the Liuyun Sword Sect, if you win, I will join the Liuyun Sword Sect!"

"Dream on. The Liuyun Sword Sect is a second-rate Sect; do you think they'd even look at you?"

Someone nearby immediately sneered and retorted.

Su Mo scanned the area. There were five such rings in total, evenly distributed throughout the plaza, and each ring was surrounded by a crowd.

Su Mo grabbed a man who looked easy to talk to and asked: "Brother, isn't today the Immortal Fate Gathering?"

"Is this your first time here, brother?" The man could tell at a glance that Su Mo was an outsider and explained: "The Immortal Fate Gathering runs from the beginning of June to the end of June, a full month. It's now the end of May, and many Sects have come here to showcase their strength in order to attract more talented immortal sprouts."

"Many thanks." Su Mo understood. Today was the last day of May, and the Immortal Fate Gathering would officially begin tomorrow. He had arrived at just the right time.

He looked at Luo Qingxue beside him and found her staring unblinkingly at the ring. This kind of duel between Cultivators was truly shocking for a Mortal, even more immersive than 3D movies.

Su Mo was also unconsciously attracted; watching the duels between Cultivators was also instructive for future battles.

Before he knew it, it was pitch black, but the plaza was still brightly lit, and many people had no intention of leaving at all.

Su Mo decided to find an inn to sleep in first. Over the past half-month, he had basically not rested well. It was time to find a place to sleep comfortably.

But after searching for a long time, Su Mo returned to the plaza, gritting his teeth. He finally understood why these people weren't leaving...

It was too expensive! It was simply too expensive! The worst room actually cost one hundred taels of gold, and the better ones were already asking for Spirit Stones.

The most ridiculous thing was that the inns were all full! "Damn it! Are these inns just counting on today to make a fortune?"

Cursing under his breath, Su Mo took a blanket out of his Storage Pouch, spread it on the ground, and sat down. There were quite a few others like him, and Luo Qingxue also lay down beside him.

Looking at the twinkling stars in the sky, Luo Qingxue was a little worried: "Su Mo... do you think... we can get into a Cultivator Sect tomorrow?"

Su Mo moved the thin quilt towards her: "Don't think too much. You can absorb Spiritual Qi light spots, so you definitely have a Spiritual Root."

"If that doesn't work, we can just be a Loose Cultivator and Cultivate all the same. It'll just be a bit harder, that's all." Upon hearing this, Luo Qingxue's tense heart finally relaxed, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Su Mo sank his consciousness into his Dantian. Eighty-four green light spots were rotating in one direction, forming a Spiritual Qi vortex with a gap. This was the result of his continuous day and night Cultivation over the past half-month.

According to the Tai Xu Qi Guiding Art, when there are ninety-nine light spots in the Dantian, they will form a complete, gapless Spiritual Qi vortex, officially stepping into the first level of Qi Refining. At this rate, he would be able to Breakthrough in about three days.

The night could be long or short; it passed in the blink of an eye. Su Mo sat where he was and slowly drank hot porridge, which appeared extremely luxurious in the eyes of others.

Those with some means were just gnawing on dry rations and drinking cold water, while those without means were not eating anything at all, just toughing it out. Luo Qingxue took small sips of the hot porridge Su Mo shared with her, and looking at the envious eyes of the people around her, a sense of indescribable pleasure rose in her heart.

If Su Mo had made a cup of instant noodles in the morning, it probably wouldn't have just drawn envy, but public outrage. Time passed second by second, and the sun was about to reach its zenith.

Just as Su Mo was getting a little impatient, a huge shadow covered the entire plaza. Su Mo looked up and saw a black flying boat blotting out the sky, looming over the horizon. On the hull, the four characters "Taixuan Dao Sect" were awe-inspiring.

On the deck of the flying boat, an old man dressed in a white robe with gold patterns stood in the air, with suffocating pressure surrounding his body.

"Spirit Void Child, why did the Taixuan Dao Sect send an old guy like you over?" Accompanied by a slightly teasing, aged voice, an equally huge cyan flying boat broke through the clouds. Standing at the bow was a slovenly old Daoist, holding a wine gourd larger than his own body in his hand.

"Hmph! Is this Immortal Fate Gathering hosted by your Yuxu Palace? Are you the only one allowed to come, you old drunkard?!" Spirit Void Child snorted coldly, his robes billowing without any wind.

"Two Fellow Daoists, today is a good day for recruiting immortal sprouts; it would be better to set an example for those Disciples." An old woman who looked a bit younger than the two old men descended from the sky, and the flying boat of the 'Xuan Nü Palace' slowly appeared behind her.

"Fairy Yuehua!" The old Daoist's eyes lit up. "Do you have any more of your Yuehua Wine in stock? My wine gourd is almost empty." The old woman smiled slightly: "Naturally, I do. Senior Brother Xiaoyaozi can come and get some later."

The three old men and old woman above were chatting and laughing, while the crowd below didn't even dare to breathe loudly, fearing they might disturb these powerful figures.

Before long, the three above finally finished talking. Several Disciples descended from their respective flying boats and quickly set up the venue. Seeing the three top-tier Sects in action, other Sects also began to set up their own recruitment areas.

Everyone in the plaza walked towards the Sect they favored and lined up one after another. In just a moment, long queues formed for the three major Sects, while the other Sects appeared deserted in comparison.

Seeing this, Su Mo curiously asked the Disciple queuing in front of him: "Brother, why are there so many people queuing for these three Sects, while the others have so few?"

"Brother, why is it you again?!" The man turned his head and was surprised to find that the person asking him was Su Mo again. "We two really have fate!"

"Then let's reintroduce ourselves. I am Wang Gui, and the largest restaurant in town belongs to my family." Su Mo looked at the slightly plump man in front of him who was very approachable, and was a little surprised.

Being able to run a restaurant in this town could be described as making a fortune every day, not to mention it being the largest one. "Brother Wang truly has a large family business." "I am Su Mo."

"Brother Su, you don't know this, but in this Immortal Fate Gathering, it's not the case that once you choose one Sect, you can't choose others." Wang Gui suddenly lowered his voice, a cunning smile appearing on his chubby face.

"As long as you have the ability and good enough talent, you can completely participate in the tests of multiple Sects at the same time, and just choose one to join in the end."

"Dual Selection Fair?" Su Mo's eyes flickered. Why did this feel like attending a job fair in his past life? Wang Gui was stunned upon hearing this. "Dual Selection Fair... Brother Su, that is truly an apt description."