klisemfg Chapter 1893
Chapter 1893
Bai Lingfei was sitting on a stone bench, his fingertips gently caressing his wine cup. When he saw Chen Xuan enter, he immediately stood up and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Chen Xuan is here, please have a seat!"
Chen Xuan sat down on the stone bench, his gaze sweeping over the lake outside the pavilion—the lake water was a pale blue-green, reflecting the stars in the sky, and even the spirit fish underwater shimmered with a faint light, clearly a spiritual lake containing spiritual energy.
He picked up the wine cup Shang Yu handed him, took a sip of Star Dew Brew, and felt a cool liquid slide down his throat, instantly transforming into star spirit energy that flowed through his limbs and bones. He couldn't help but exclaim, "This Star Dew Brew is indeed extraordinary, much more mellow than the fine wines from the outside world."
"I'm glad you like it, Senior Brother," Shang Yu said with a smile, pouring himself a cup as well. "This wine is brewed by my clan using Star Dew and Spirit Valley. It can help cultivators stabilize their Dao Heart. I brought a few jars with me. I'll fill one for you when you leave, Senior Brother."
Bai Lingfei also laughed and said, "It's rare for us to join the sect at the same time, so let's take this opportunity to talk about the Holy Land. For example, which powerful elders, True Immortals, and Heavenly Immortals are in the sect, and the distribution of power among the various branches of the Holy Land. Outsiders don't know these things. If you understand them, Senior Brother, you can avoid some detours in the sect in the future."
A knowing glint flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes—Shang Yu and Bai Lingfei had indeed invited him to discuss the Dao, intending to exchange information. He put down his wine cup, smiled, and nodded: "Then thank you both very much. I also happen to have some questions about the resources of the cave heaven that I would like to ask you both."
The lake outside the pavilion rippled gently, and the moonlight shone on the three of them. Accompanied by the fragrance of the Drunken Immortal Flower and the aroma of Star Dew Wine, a discussion about the secrets of the sacred place quietly began.
The Sacred Land of Heartless Love, the First Eternal Grotto.
Clouds and mist, like cotton wool, entwine around the giant mountain that floats in the void. The eaves of the immortal palace on the mountaintop gleam with purple-gold spiritual light, and the wind chimes hanging from the eaves occasionally chime softly, rippling out circles of pale blue spiritual energy.
Inside the Lingxiao Palace at the highest point, the candlelight flickered, illuminating the figures of three people in the hall—a man in a green robe stood with his hands hanging down, his fingertips slightly clenching two emerald green water balls, his back ramrod straight, yet he could not hide the restraint in his eyes.
On the cloud bed at the head of the hall, a middle-aged man dressed in a wide black robe sat cross-legged. The words "Heartless" were embroidered in dark gold on the robe. He was surrounded by a faint but powerful aura of a Celestial King. He was none other than the Lord of the Heartless Holy Land, Jue Wuqing.
On the left side of the futon, the Star-Gazing Immortal, dressed in green robes, with his deep black hair and beard tied simply behind his back, exuded a gentle spiritual aura like spring water. He was resting with his eyes closed, his fingertips gently twirling a jade talisman.
"...This disciple has finished reporting the details of this disciple-acceptance ceremony. Chen Xuan and Qiu Zixian both failed the regular assessments and were directly promoted to personal disciples by overwhelming the personal disciples." The man in the green robe spoke with a hint of respect, not daring to look directly at Jue Wuqing at the head of the hall—although the Immortal King's aura was not deliberately released, it still made him tense, not to mention that his master, Lanxing Zhenxian, was also present, and he dared not make the slightest mistake.
Jue Wuqing slowly opened his eyes, a hint of interest flashing in them, a faint smile playing on his lips: "Oh? There is such a gifted person? Do you have a record of their duel?"
Although this clone of his had been residing in the Lingxiao Palace for a long time, he also paid attention to the new blood in the sect, especially those who could crush the direct disciples, which aroused his curiosity.
The Star-Gazing Immortal slowly opened his eyes, his gaze falling on the water ball in the green-robed man's hand. He said calmly, "Let's look at the records first. There's no rush to draw conclusions."
"Yes." The man in the green robe responded, raising his hand to throw a water ball into the hall. The moment the magic power was injected, the water ball suddenly exploded, transforming into a semi-transparent light screen—the figure of Qiu Zixian appeared within the light screen, draped in purple gauze, her purple hair falling to her shoulders. She raised her hand to summon the Demonic Throne and the Nine-Stringed Zither, her fingertips lightly plucking the strings, the music like demonic chants filling the ears. The three people who asked in the void instantly turned pale, their spiritual energy becoming chaotic, and finally, they were bound by purple threads, instantly swept away, and admitted defeat in a sorry state.
As soon as the light screen lit up, Jue Wuqing's eyebrows twitched sharply. He leaned forward slightly, his gaze fixed on Qiu Zixian's figure, his tone tinged with uncertainty: "This figure... could it be that girl from the Nine Nether Holy Land, Xia Jiuyou? Why would she come to my Jue Wuqing Holy Land to become a disciple?"