43: Chapter 43 88 Big Fortune

On this day, the Martial Arts Arena of the Luoxia Immortal Sect's Outer Sect was packed with a sea of people.

Red flags fluttered, and firecrackers went off in unison.

It was truly a spectacular sight!

Looking at the scene before him, Su Yi really couldn't understand why an Immortal Sect occupying such a blessed Grotto-Heaven would bother with things only used for weddings in the mortal world.

It was hosted by an Inner Sect Elder, accompanied by three Outer Sect managing deacons.

The high Dao platform had been built overnight by three Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators, who even had enough spare time to put up a sunshade.

The three sat on the high platform, reciting long, stinky speeches, making Su Yi feel as if he had returned to high school assemblies, listening to those pot-bellied, middle-aged, balding men who loved the sound of their own voices.

Now that he thought about it, besides their addiction to hearing themselves talk, those pot-bellied, balding middle-aged men didn't really have any other addictions.

The Luoxia Immortal Sect was located in the southwest of the Great Zhou and was the most famous Immortal Sect in the Southwest Dao, with the reputation of "Fifty States of the Southwest, Immortals are in Luoxia!"

The Outer Sect of the Luoxia Immortal Sect was merely on the periphery of the Luoxia Grotto-Heaven; only after truly entering the Inner Sect could one see the wondrous, fairyland-like scenery of the Grotto-Heaven.

Immortal mountains rose amidst churning seas of clouds, and a towering, majestic peak stood in the center of the Luoxia Grotto-Heaven like a needle stabilizing the sea.

This was the very center of the entire Luoxia Grotto-Heaven: Luoxia Mountain!

A solemn main Sect hall stood atop the peak, built entirely from warm white soft jade, with Auspicious Beasts crouching between the upturned eaves.

Hundreds of copper bells hung from the eaves, adorned with tiny specks of spiritual light, swaying gently in the breeze, chiming softly with a gentle glow—a true scene of an Immortal household.

This was also the place where the entire Luoxia Immortal Sect hosted and received other Immortal Sects, as well as where major events within the Sect were discussed.

Inside the grand hall, on the altar table, the two characters for "Luoxia" were enshrined; they did not revere Immortals or gods, nor did they revere Heaven and Earth—they only revered themselves.

At this moment, inside the main hall, several Peak-Ruling Elders of the Luoxia Immortal Sect were sitting around the Sect Leader, cracking melon seeds in front of a giant mirror.

What appeared in the mirror was the scene of the Outer Sect Competition.

"Senior Brother Sect Leader, why haven't I noticed that Old Han usually talks so much?"

"This guy has been shouting at the top of his lungs for nearly an hour. Since he can shout so well, why don't we just have him crow in the morning from now on?"

"Spouting so much nonsense, has this Old Han cultivated only his mouth?"

When turning from speakers into listeners, the few Peak-Ruling Elders felt annoyed after listening for a while.

Repeating the same old nonsense feels interesting when you're the one saying it, but when you have to listen to it, it feels like the other person is an idiot whose brain stem hasn't developed.

"Senior Brother Sect Leader, where is that little Genius who triggered the Heaven and Earth anomaly?" a fat Elder asked Sect Leader Zhenxiazi impatiently.

The Luoxia Immortal Sect's Sect Leader, Zhen Xiazi, was a Body Integration Stage Late Stage Immortal Master and great Cultivator, but at this moment, he was cracking melon seeds without any dignity, shooting the breeze with the few Peak-Ruling Elders.

"This child was discovered by yours truly with my Wisdom Eye when he first entered the Outer Sect. I didn't expect him to be able to comprehend the Sword Immortal remnant chapter and trigger the Heaven and Earth anomaly!" Zhen Xiazi looked around triumphantly, sparing no effort to boast about his keen eye.

But the few people stared at Gu Wanquan in the mirror, dressed in white and looking graceful, without blinking an eye.

As Elders, the lowest-ranking person in the hall at this moment was a Divided Soul powerhouse, yet when they looked at Gu Wanquan, it was as if they were looking at their own long-lost biological son.

"This child should enter my peak, inherit my true teachings, and carry on my Dao lineage!"

"Screw you, you're a Pill Cultivator, what's the point of taking in a Sword Cultivator with a Sword Spirit Root?"

"I see that this child resembles me by seventy percent; he should enter my peak, Cultivate the world's sword Dao, and become a Sword Immortal for the ages!"

"Stop gilding your own face; with your looks, you've lived to ninety and are still an old virgin. If you had these looks, you would have had a pile of kids already!"

The few Peak-Ruling Elders argued until their faces turned red, quarreling endlessly to fight over Gu Wanquan in the mirror to be their Personal Disciple.

These days, a good Disciple is rarer than a giant panda.

The Luoxia Immortal Sect only opens its gates to recruit a batch of Disciples every ten years. They hadn't recruited such a stunning Genius in the previous twenty years, so now that they had finally waited for one, naturally no one wanted to give up!

Zhen Xiazi had an expression of having everything under control, putting on the dignity of a Sect Leader, and said with a straight face: "You're all hundred-year-old geezers, can you stop acting like you've never seen the world!"

Hearing this, everyone immediately looked at Zhen Xiazi.

"Could it be that the Sect Leader already has a suitable candidate in mind?"

"Yours truly has always been upright, so I will naturally combine the actual situation of each peak to make the fairest decision!"

"May I ask the Sect Leader, which peak should this child enter?"

"This child has amazing talent; he shall be my Personal Disciple!"

As soon as Zhen Xiazi finished speaking, it immediately ignited the anger of everyone in the grand hall.

"Screw you, so what if you're the Sect Leader!"

"You old thing, want the best for yourself? If you have the ability, then kill me first!"

"Tomorrow, I'll quit the Sect and establish the Shengyun Sect!"

Although Sect Leader Zhenxiazi was a noble Body Integration Stage great Cultivator, the Peak-Ruling Elders in the main hall didn't care about him at all.

Divided Soul great Cultivators were no longer bound by Sect laws; if the Sect oppressed them too much, or they couldn't stand the Sect's style.

They could easily go to other Immortal Sects or establish their own Sect.

Therefore, even when facing Sect Leader Zhenxiazi, they dared to stand up to him face-to-face.

Zhen Xiazi, who had suddenly become the target of fire, was not panicked at all. He leisurely rolled up his sleeves, bared his teeth at the Peak-Ruling Elders, and said: "What? Does someone want to spar with me?"

"Scared me to death. I'm just not going to fight you; I'm just going to roast you!"

"Yo, a Body Integration Stage great Cultivator, how impressive!"

"Kill me, if you have the ability, kill me!"

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"If you're weak, practice more!"

"If you don't have the ability, why are you barking?"

"Come on, I'll let you use one hand!"

Facing the Peak-Ruling Elders' attitude of "I'm just not going to fight you, I'm just going to curse you,"

Zhen Xiazi, relying on his superior strength, instantly transformed into a great roaster, putting on a famous scene of one person roasting several others.

The main hall had long since turned into a chaotic mess because of Gu Wanquan, and at this moment, the Outer Sect was still conducting the cultural performance before the Competition.

Listening to the leaders lecturing non-stop on the high platform, Su Yi was already sitting on the ground, yawning.

Beside him, Yin Chaoge and Shi Buran stood on either side of Su Yi.

Now both at the 8th Level of Qi Refining, they were in the same Realm as Su Yi and Gu Wanquan.

They could also feel that the resistance of the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining was greater than the sum of the previous eight levels combined.

But what Yin Chaoge and Shi Buran didn't understand was that even so, in their eyes, it was just a little more troublesome and would take a little longer.

For Prodigies with the aptitude of Gu Wanquan and Su Yi, such trouble was not a problem at all.

Theoretically, the two should have long since advanced to the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining, or even ascended to Foundation Establishment!

Why had nearly ten days passed, yet both were still stuck at the 8th Level of Qi Refining?

Although they hadn't asked Gu Wanquan, they had asked Su Yi.

Su Yi's answer was concise and clear: "Yeah, I could have advanced long ago, but '88' means prosperity and fortune, I'm doing it for good luck!"

To hell with "88 for prosperity," who asks for good omens when improving their cultivation?