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Chapter 1123: Chapter 688 On the Eve of the Grand Ceremony! (4K)_2
Elder Wu, with his head held high, introduced two improved magical artifacts to Lu Changsheng.
Lu Changsheng praised, “Elder Wu, your craftsmanship is ingenious beyond compare. I’m sure it won’t be long before you become a first-rate Refinement Grandmaster, renowned across the Three Realms.”
“Ah, hahaha, Lu, you’re too kind.” Despite his words, Elder Wu was clearly pleased by the compliment from the foremost genius of the Immortal Realm. “Lu, someone so young and yet already to helm Mount Taihua Sacred Land—now that’s truly admirable. If our two Holy Lands can collaborate in the future, feel free to reach out to me. I am more than willing to bridge any gaps.”
Elder Wu showed great respect to Lu Changsheng.
So young and already leading a major Holy Land, having twice defeated Emperor Ku, his future was limitless. He might very well be the next Taihua Sword Maiden-level Great Power.
Moreover, should Lu Changsheng turn over the task of crafting supreme magical treasures for the entire Holy Land to Elder Wu, the latter would earn handsomely from the labor fees.
“That’s easily arranged.”
Lu Changsheng also placed significant importance on the Heavenly Fire Holy Land.
The realm of artifact refinement speaks of “One Saint and Three Families.”
The One Saint refers to the Heavenly Fire Holy Land.
The Three Families are the Ancient Mo Clan, the Ancient Gongsun Clan, and the Ancient Ouyang Clan.
Many supreme magical items in the Three Realms were crafted by the Refinement Grandmasters from the “One Saint and Three Families.”
“One Saint and Three Families” even work on orders from the Demon Realm and the Monster Realm.
Elder Wu’s status in the Heavenly Fire Holy Land wasn’t low.
In the future, if magical artifacts needed repair or creating new ones was necessary, Elder Wu would be a go-to. He could even commission the veteran experts of the Heavenly Fire Holy Land to craft treasured items of the Mountain and Rivers Chart class.
“Since you’ve traveled so far, Elder Wu, please stay and partake in the ceremony.”
“That would be splendid.”
Elder Wu stayed, visiting Mount Taihua Sacred Land.
As the leadership ceremony drew near, representatives from various sects, immortal sects, and the Human Dynasty began to arrive one after another, making the place lively.
The first to arrive were the various sects surrounding Mount Taihua Sacred Land.
These sects depended on Mount Taihua Sacred Land, offering cultivation resources at regular intervals, and in return, Taihua Sacred Land provided protection and distributed Enlightenment Tea every ten thousand years.
The disciple of Mount Taihua Sacred Land responsible for registering guests announced, “Sect Leader Qingyangzi of the Zhengsheng Sect has arrived!”
“The Sect Leader of Zhengsheng Sect and his disciple, Star Sword Daoist, along with the nine Peak Masters have arrived.”
“Qingyangzi of Zhengsheng Sect has entered the Immortal Emperor Realm, and his Chief Senior Disciple, Star Sword Daoist, has also attained Great Accomplishment in the Golden Immortal Realm.”
“The Peak Masters like Daoist Luo Yu of Azure Dragon Peak and Xuancheng Daoist of Tianyan Peak from Zhengsheng Sect also have considerable cultivation levels.”
“It is said, that before joining Mount Taihua Sacred Land, Lord Lu cultivated at Zhengsheng Sect.”
“Is that so? Then doesn’t the people from Zhengsheng Sect know Lord Lu?”
“Of course. Didn’t you notice how respectful the disciples and elders of Mount Taihua Sacred Land are towards the people from Zhengsheng Sect? We, similarly reliant on Mount Taihua Sacred Land, don’t receive such treatment solely because we lack that link.”
“No wonder.”
The sect leaders and elders from the surrounding sects all cast envious glances at the people from Zhengsheng Sect.
Lu Changsheng once practiced cultivation at Zhengsheng Sect for a time.
Just from that single connection, Zhengsheng Sect’s status was above other smaller sects.
The sects affiliated with Mount Taihua Sacred Land are classified into four levels: Heavenly, Earthly, Profound, and Yellow.
If the sect leader is at the Divine King Realm, it’s Heavenly Level.
If the sect leader is within the Immortal Emperor Realm, it’s Earthly Level.
If the sect leader is a Daluo Golden Immortal, it’s Profound Level.
If the sect leader is an Earth Immortal or a Heavenly Immortal, it’s Yellow Level.
Initially, Zhengsheng Sect was slightly above Profound Level, but after Sect Leader Qingyangzi broke through to the Immortal Emperor Realm, it was raised to Earthly Level.
Th𝘪𝙨 𝙘h𝑎p𝖙ɛr 𝘪ṡ p𝕠ѕ𝐭ᥱ𝕕 b𝑦 𝘬𝙞ţℯɳ◎ⱴ𝓮𝙡
With the connection to Lu Changsheng, Zhengsheng Sect received treatment akin to a Heavenly Level sect in Mount Taihua Sacred Land.
Qingyangzi, Star Sword Daoist, Daoist Luo Yu, Xuancheng Daoist, and the people from Zhengsheng Sect felt a deep sense of pride from the envied gazes of others.
Back in the day, Lord Lu had practiced at their Zhengsheng Sect.
“Lu Changsheng’s cultivation has progressed unbelievably fast. It’s been how long, and he’s already become the Saint of Taihua, while I still haven’t broken through to the Immortal Emperor Realm.”
Star Sword Daoist chuckled bitterly.
When Lu Changsheng joined Zhengsheng Sect, Star Sword Daoist was a Half-Step Great Luo; now he had only reached Great Accomplishment in the Golden Immortal Realm. Meanwhile, Lu Changsheng had already broken through to the Divine King Realm and was leading Mount Taihua Sacred Land.
The gap between people is wider than the gap between people and dogs.
Qingyangzi said, “Your aptitude is by no means inferior, but Lord Lu is the foremost genius in the Immortal Realm, incomparable to anyone else. Do not be disheartened.”
Star Sword Daoist replied, “Haha, Master, I already know that.”
“The delegation from Changliu Mountain has arrived.”
With a reminder from a Mount Taihua Sacred Land disciple, everyone stood in awe.
The Frost Sword Skills, Everlasting Immortal.
Changliu Holy Land, matched in rank with Mount Taihua Sacred Land, far surpassed these ordinary sects in terms of strength.
Many sect leaders, including Qingyangzi, made way for them.
“It’s the Everlasting Immortal leading the delegation.”
“I heard the Everlasting Immortal and Saint Lord Lin share a life-and-death bond, so his personal attendance isn’t surprising.”
“The Everlasting Immortal has brought over ten thousand to celebrate, greatly honoring Lin Xuantong.”
“It’s not just the Everlasting Immortal; the aura of those Sword Saints is formidable. They are like unsheathed sharp blades. If they were to strike, I’m sure the impact would be earth-shattering.”
These sect leaders, usually prideful, felt humbled before the Sword Saints of Changliu Holy Land.
Changliu Mountain is renowned for producing Sword Saints.
The sect-defending skills of Changliu Holy Land, “Frost Sword Skills,” are unmatched in the Immortal Realm.
The Everlasting Immortal and Lin Xuantong were contemporaries, having cultivated for millions of years. Compared to the ancient veterans, they were still youthful.
The truly frightening ones were the Old Sword Saints accompanying the Everlasting Immortal.
These Old Sword Saints had restrained their aura, yet unconsciously emanated sharpness. Just being glanced at by them felt like one’s soul was plunging into the abyss of the Sword Domain.
Perhaps the contemporary generation of the Everlasting Immortal might not surpass Lin Xuantong, but the sword dao geniuses that Changliu Holy Land had previously produced exceeded even the likes of Lin Clan Ancestor, Jiang Clan Ancestor, and Lin Beichen from Taihua Sacred Land.
“Changliu Holy Land indeed values its relationship with Mount Taihua Sacred Land, even sending their senior Old Sword Saints.”
“Our Mount Taihua Sacred Land’s future prosperity is assured.”
The sects reliant on Mount Taihua Sacred Land were secretly astounded.
“Who would’ve thought that even the Ancestors would come to witness the foremost genius of the Immortal Realm.”
Even the Everlasting Immortal hadn’t anticipated that following the news of Lu Changsheng twice defeating Emperor Ku, even the reclusive Old Sword Saints of Changliu Holy Land couldn’t resist coming to see this prodigy surpassed his predecessors.
“After all, this is a peerless genius who twice defeated the Supreme Emperor Body; how could they not come to see for themselves?”
“Indeed. If it were just one victory over the Supreme Emperor Body, it could be considered a fluke, but to defeat it twice consecutively is remarkable.”
“We old timers want to see if this kid has the potential to become the next Human Emperor.”
The Old Sword Saints exchanged words. The juniors like the Everlasting Immortal and the White Immortal Emperor were completely overshadowed.
“The Holy Mother of Yaochi has arrived!”
With the announcement from the Mount Taihua Sacred Land disciple, the crowd’s attention converged.
Following the arrival of Changliu Holy Land, the delegation from Yaochi Holy Land also arrived.
What astonished everyone was that the leader of Yaochi Holy Land’s delegation was the Holy Mother of Yaochi herself!
The Holy Mother of Yaochi, having cultivated for eighty million years and leading Yaochi for many years, held immense prestige. Her personal attendance signaled how much Yaochi valued this ceremony.
“The Holy Mother of Yaochi has also come. This boy has certainly stirred the winds and clouds. It seems the Immortal Realm will be bustling this time.”
The Everlasting Immortal, seeing the Holy Mother of Yaochi, couldn’t predict which other dignitaries would appear.
“She is about to enter the Longevity Immortal Realm.”
“The little girl from back then has certainly made a name for herself.”
The Old Sword Saints from Changliu Holy Land discussed among themselves. To these old manos, the Holy Mother of Yaochi was still a junior.
“From Cloud Mountain Holy Land, Youran True Sovereign has arrived!”
“From Buzhou Holy Land, Diwei True Sovereign has arrived!”
“Ancient Dragon Clan Ancestor, Long Tianyu, has arrived!”
Th𝘪𝙨 𝙘h𝑎p𝖙ɛr 𝘪ṡ p𝕠ѕ𝐭ᥱ𝕕 b𝑦 𝘬𝙞ţℯɳ◎ⱴ𝓮𝙡