248: Peach Festival

"Sword Ancestor."

Gu Changsheng's gaze faltered slightly.

In his perception, the Sword Ancestor was a unified entity, every inch of his flesh and blood infused with Sword Qi, like a volcanic furnace, capable of erupting with monstrous power at any moment.

"Haha, that Purple Gold Reverse Dragon truly sent a good treasure.

Ten Thousand Year Extreme Cold Ice, tsk tsk, it must be the Ice Phoenix's doing. It instantly boosted my progress in transforming into an Undying Sword Body to thirty percent.

Wonderful!"

The Sword Ancestor laughed heartily.

Thirty percent?

Is just thirty percent already this terrifying? In his blurry perception, the Sword Ancestor's aura was significantly stronger compared to when he first broke through to the Seven Tribulation Yang Spirit.

'Very good, this backer is even more stable now...' Gu Changsheng awkwardly rubbed his nose, hiding his inner thoughts, and spoke, "Sword Ancestor, did you come out of seclusion early for the East Queen Mother's Pan Tao Conference?"

"That's right, the Pan Tao Conference is a rare grand event in the Eastern Domain.

At that time, not only the Eastern Domain, but also many Yang Spirit Realm Sects and powerful Loose Cultivators from the Southern Barrens and other places will come.

It's not just for the pan tao. This conference will also host an auction for Yang Spirit Realm Cultivators, presided over by the East Queen Mother, which is exceptionally rare.

There's a high probability that treasures for breaking through to the Middle Stage of the Yang Spirit Realm will appear."

The Sword Ancestor nodded and said.

'So that's how it is...'

A warm feeling rose in Gu Changsheng's heart.

When they made the agreement to borrow the umbrella, the Sword Ancestor was to find him treasures to break through to the Middle Stage of the Yang Spirit Realm.

However, no deadline was specified.

In reality, Gu Changsheng merely intended to find an excuse to help the Sword Ancestor.

The Immortal Spiritual Energy alone that the Sword Ancestor gifted him was worth no less than treasures for breaking through the Bottleneck of the Middle Stage of the Yang Spirit Realm. Therefore, he hadn't really paid much attention to this matter.

Now, the Sword Ancestor was willing to temporarily halt his own cultivation advancement to help Gu Changsheng find an Opportunity, which was truly rare.

'That's good. If such a treasure appears at the Pan Tao Conference, it will surely attract many Yang Spirit Realm Cultivators to contend for it.

With the Sword Ancestor's presence, the chances of obtaining this treasure will be much greater.' Gu Changsheng bowed slightly.

"Many thanks, Sword Ancestor..."

"Little friend, there's no need for that.

This Old Daoist is merely fulfilling the promise he made back then.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to sleep soundly.

Furthermore... that pan tao is a Spiritual Plant born of heaven and earth, quite rare in the entire Human Realm, and its taste is truly exceptional."

Upon hearing this, Gu Changsheng nodded.

The pan tao is a rare treasure of heaven and earth. Not only does it contain abundant Immortal Spiritual Energy, but it also contains a special purifying energy that can eliminate pollution.

When contaminated, swallowing a pan tao can prevent one from falling and becoming a monster.

In terms of value, this point is even above the Immortal Spiritual Energy it contains.

'Pan tao, huh...'

Gu Changsheng looked towards the depths of the Void Realm, a hint of longing in his eyes... Eastern Domain.

Royal Court.

In the vast Profound Cave world, a purple sun hung in the sky, casting a hazy purple Qi. The Jingfeng flowers, Zoubei grasses, and Lieyang trees growing on the ground frantically absorbed the essence of the sun. Many Zoubei grasses grew short feet, and their broad leaves developed emerald-green faces, actually moving on the ground.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—

Two figures passed through the Profound Cave portal and entered it.

"Hmm? Zoubei grass taking human form... The East Queen Mother truly lives up to her reputation as the Seven Tribulation Yang Spirit most skilled at cultivating Spiritual Plants. She can even cultivate such ancient and exotic species."

In the Void Realm, Gu Changsheng's gaze swept across the continuous sea of grass on the ground, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

"The East Queen Mother's methods for cultivating Spiritual Flowers and Spiritual Plants can be described as seizing the creation of heaven and earth, even more powerful than naturally occurring wood-human races like the Guangmu Clan and Senmu Clan.

Only powerful Cultivators among the Spirit Race can compare to her.

However..."

Saying this, the Sword Ancestor looked at the purple sun and slowly said, "If you add the Purple Cloud Hao Ri Ancient Disk left by 'that person,' she might even rank among the best on the entire Starry Sky Ancient Road."

Upon hearing this, Gu Changsheng nodded slightly.

The 'that person' in the Sword Ancestor's mouth was none other than the Eight Tribulation Yang Spirit, Old Man of the Mountain, who disappeared from the Human Realm ten thousand years ago. The East Queen Mother was his only Bloodline descendant.

No one knew whether that Eight Tribulation Yang Spirit was alive or dead. Coupled with the East Queen Mother's extensive network of friends and her extremely high prestige in the Eastern Domain, few dared to cross her.

Before long, with the sun high in the sky, a Dao Palace radiating purple charm appeared before the two.

The words 'Purple Firmament Palace' were carved on it.

This was the core of this Profound Cave world, and also the East Queen Mother's temporary palace.

As soon as they stepped onto the stairs, two maidservants in simple green robes on either side came forward to greet them.

A purple gleam flashed in Gu Changsheng's eyes, and he clearly saw the true forms of the two: they were none other than the rare flying exotic beasts of heaven and earth—Qingluan.

'The East Queen Mother has quite a grand gesture...'

Gu Changsheng sighed inwardly.

Previously, Fengli, who widely invited Yang Spirit Realm Cultivators to the Pan Tao Conference in the name of the East Queen Mother, was a true spirit transformed from a plum crane. These two Qingluan were no less impressive.

Moreover, they had profound foundations, and their cultivation had already reached the Peak of the Profound Cave Realm.

"Qingran, Qingyuan, greetings to Senior Sword Ancestor, Senior Gu."

The two bowed and said, "By Her Majesty's decree, my sisters and I will escort you two into the palace."

The Yang Spirit Realm Cultivators participating in this conference were all invited, and the two held a guest list, recognizing everyone's appearance, which was not surprising.

"That's very good."

Gu Changsheng and his group, led by the two Qingluan maidservants, passed through side halls and corridors, their gazes sweeping over the pan tao trees growing up to the sky in the garden. After several twists and turns, they finally arrived in front of the main hall.

"Two Old Ancestors, the main hall is where this Pan Tao Conference will begin. Please enter."

Saying this, the two sisters bowed slightly and stopped at the entrance of the hall.

Inside were all powerful Yang Spirit Realm Cultivators. Without being summoned, they were not qualified to enter.

"Good. These little trinkets are for you."

The Sword Ancestor casually tossed out a gleaming sword pellet, which split into two and landed in their palms.

Gu Changsheng also took out two bottles of Medicinal Pills suitable for the Profound Cave Realm and gifted them to the two.

This was a tip, and also a form of courtesy.

Immediately, the two stepped into the hall, only to see that the surroundings were vast beyond compare. The tables were laden with various delicacies, mostly spiritual fruits and flowers.

White jade incense cushions were placed throughout the hall, and over a dozen Yang Spirit Realm Cultivators were already seated.

As soon as the Sword Ancestor appeared, he immediately became the focus of the entire hall, and many Cultivators stood up one after another.

Along with that, many gazes fell upon Gu Changsheng.

"Sword Ancestor, you've finally arrived."

"Haha, congratulations, Sword Ancestor, on breaking through to the Seven Tribulation Yang Spirit. This is truly a blessing for our Eastern Domain."

"The one next to him must be the newly promoted Yang Spirit Realm Fellow Daoist Gu, right? Congratulations, a Sect with two Yang Spirit Realm Cultivators means the foundation of Shu Mountain will surely prosper for generations to come."

"We have been waiting for the two of you for a long time."

'Immortal East Sea, Beast Fetus Lord, Old Man Qiyang...' Gu Changsheng scanned the entire hall, most of them familiar faces.

During the Sword Ancestor's seclusion, they had visited Shu Mountain, and many of them had even drunk and discussed the Dao with Gu Changsheng.

After a round of pleasantries, just as the Sword Ancestor and Gu Changsheng were about to take their seats, two figures suddenly entered the hall. One was a burly man with gloomy eyes, his body seemingly enveloped in shadows.

The other was a hunched figure with a Dragon head and human body, leaning on a dark Poison Dragon staff, as if he had just emerged from mud, constantly dripping foul-smelling venom.

Gu Changsheng frowned slightly, startled to find that the Sword Ancestor beside him was also frowning deeply, his face showing anger, his aura becoming increasingly sharp, and a soaring sword intent directly slashed forward.

The target was precisely the old man whose body was dripping foul-smelling venom.