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Chapter 744 - 629: First Encounter with the Immortal: The Decayed Celestial Immortal, Changmei!

Chapter 744: Chapter 629: First Encounter with the Immortal: The Decayed Celestial Immortal, Changmei!

The Taiching Dao Lineage was the leading faction during the time of the Dao Court. The Three Pure Ones and Three Factions, thousands of Taoist temples and sects, all originated from the splendid era of Fourth Epoch.

Even though they declined over time, gradually differentiating into various Taoist Temple Sects, fighting independently,

the kinship and incense sentiment of sharing the same origin still existed, and the Taiching Major Pulse of the East Wilderness was quite inclusive when taking in disciples from other pulses.

Especially for those like Wang Zijia who were about to lose their lineage with the Taoist temples.

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The East Wilderness is vast, and Xuanmiao temple was far away from Taiching Palace of the Taiching Major Pulse. However, Wang Zijia, with her Primordial Spirit cultivation level, arrived in less than two days of hurried journey.

When a dusty Wang Zijia arrived at the Taiching Major Temple, she looked at the scene in front of her with some astonishment.

Looking ahead, there was an endless expanse of ancient buildings, White Jade Pavilions rising and falling amidst the streaming light on the eaves of the flying arches.

In the sky, several huge floating islands, like continents, were starred above, suppressing this area.

On the floating islands, Immortal cranes were dancing, deer were bleating, innumerable Immortal treasures and strange beasts were glowing splendidly.

This was the first time Wang Zijia had seen such a scene of an Immortal World Holy Land.

If one only looked at it here, there was no trace of the End of Dharma Era.

Both Wang Zijia and the little boy Yun Lai stared dumbstruck for a moment.

"Senior Brother, will the people of Taiching Major Pulse accept us?"

Now the two of them in essence counted on each other. Being brothers, their close relationship, Wang Zijia’s mild attitude, and the deaths of all their other close friends had made Yun Lai increasingly dependent on Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia smiled and said, "Don’t worry, with our Xuanmiao Dao Order, they will definitely take us."

With that, Wang Zijia flew towards the front.

The endless building complex, resembling a continent, was enveloped by the seven floating islands in the sky, forming an array that constantly enveloped the whole area.

Wang Zijia tried to use the Xuanmiao Dao Order to enter, and successfully did so without any hindrance.

Upon entering, the two of them felt an extremely dense spiritual power, similar to a Cave Heaven Blessed Land.

This place is indeed worthy of being called a Blessed Land!

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As the two of them paused, breathing in the dense spiritual power and expressing wonder at their surroundings, several streaming lights turned into rainbows and stopped right in front of Wang Zijia.

The person leading the group looked at Wang Zijia for a moment, probably not recognizing her cultivation level, and cautiously asked, "Fellow Daoist from the Xuanmiao Lineage?"

Wang Zijia nodded and respectfully replied, "Xuanmiao Temple’s 37th generation disciple: Yun Zhong, greets Fellow Daoist!"

"You are from this generation’s disciples?" The leader, an Infant God Monarch, looked astonished at Wang Zijia.

With a hundred years per generation, if Wang Zijia was indeed from this generation, she should not be a hundred years old yet. The fact that her cultivation level could not be seen was surprising.

"Yes, Fellow Daoist, I am," Wang Zijia replied.

The Infant God Monarch was once again dumbstruck, unable to discern Wang Zijia’s specific cultivation level even after a thorough inspection, her astonishment deepened.

Did Xuanmiao Temple produce a genius?

A God Monarch less than a hundred years old? But now... was it going to rise?

"Fellow Daoist, you are visiting with the Xuanmiao Dao Order, is there some important matter?" The leading God Monarch asked quickly.

Although everyone had split into different pulses, even with the decline of the End of Dharma, each pulse gradually reduced their contact but nobody did not recognize the identity of the Dao School members.

The Dao Orders of each pulse, once represented the leaders of a major faction of the Dao Court and the Identity tokens of the Head Teachers of that pulse. They even represented Divine Positions during the splendid era of the Dao School.

Only after the Divine Dao was sealed, did these things lose their function and became pure symbols of identity.

The one who held the order was the Head Teacher of a pulse!

"A few days ago, we were destroyed by the Sacred Valley Mountain. Now only the two of us are left. We came here to seek refuge from the General Temple," Wang Zijia declared, causing a shock to all who heard her.

The eyes of Yun Lai beside her were overcast.

"What?"

"Destroyed?"

"With the impending demon disaster, how dare these demon cultivators and demon daoists do that?"

The crowd was startled, then began to discuss amongst themselves.

After a moment, they remembered that Wang Zijia and Yun Lai were still waiting to the side, and immediately said, "Fellow Daoists, please come with us, I will immediately report this matter to the Deputy Head Teacher!"

Wang Zijia nodded and replied modestly.

The two of them were escorted by the group, flying towards the interior of the building complex.

In the center of the countless buildings, there was a large core Immortal Palace cluster, grand and magnificent. Wang Zijia and Yun Lai were arranged to wait in a side hall.

Yun Lai, who was accustomed to the small rundown temple, seemed nervous. He clung tightly onto Wang Zijia’s sleeve, taking cautious steps, his face tense.

Noticing Yun Lai’s nervous expression, Wang Zijia reached out soothingly and patted his head.

Yun Lai looked up and met Wang Zijia’s comforting eyes.

Over the past two days, Yun Lai had become accustomed to Wang Zijia’s affectionate gestures, finding comfort in his presence.

Not only did he not resist, he actually enjoyed the feeling of security!

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They waited for a short time in the great hall, but the Deputy Head Teacher did not arrive. Wang Zijia and Yun Lai were beginning to grow bored.

Looking at Yun Lai, Wang Zijia had an idea and said, "Let me teach you how to play chess?"

"Senior Brother, I know how to play chess. My path is the Chess Path!" Yun Lai responded.

"Well then, I seem to have been careless as your senior brother. Let’s play chess then!" said Wang Zijia.

Yun Lai nodded, his mind elsewhere as he played chess with Wang Zijia.

At first, he didn’t mind. However, once they reached the middle of the game, he was unable to move his chess pieces. After a long pause, he said, "This round doesn’t count, let’s start over!"

Wang Zijia, with a smile on his face, said, "Sure!"

’You dare to act arrogant in front of me and challenge me in chess!’

’I’ll make sure to give you enough childhood trauma that you won’t act arrogant again!’

"Click!"

"Plop!"

"Again!"

"Okay!"

"..."

After a full three hours, from noon until the afternoon, Yun Lai did not win a single match.

To be more accurate, he didn’t even manage to play until the end of a single game. He lost in the middle of the game!

It was utterly tragic!

Not until the afternoon, did a somewhat dignified middle-aged Taoist finally arrive at the Great Hall.

As soon as he entered, he saw Wang Zijia smiling, and a Taoist boy looking frustrated and wronged. He laughed and said, "A Fellow Daoist indeed has refined tastes!"

Wang Zijia realized, the one who arrived was a Tribulation Crossing Cultivator. Though his cultivation wasn’t low, facing such a Sacred Land of the Immortal Sect, he was indeed considered to have declined.

This was the Vice Head Teacher!

"Xuanmiao Yun Zhong (Yun Lai), we meet the Head Teacher!" Wang Zijia and Yun Lai immediately bowed.

"Don’t be so formal. If we were to talk about seniority, you two should actually be calling me Martial Uncle!" The middle-aged man said with a smile, "I was delayed by some affairs, I apologize for making you wait!"

"Martial Uncle, you have many duties, it is natural for us to wait." Wang Zijia responded amiably.

The middle-aged man paused for a moment, giving Wang Zijia a serious look before saying: "If my memory serves me right, the Xuanmiao Temple’s current Yun Zhong should only be at the cultivational level of Sacrificial Wine, right?"

Although the branches had slightly differentiated, the lineage of Taiching Palace still had information on all branches.

Apparently, not only had he investigated the situation of the Xuanmiao Temple in this half a day, but he probably even had checked the fact that the Xuanmiao Temple had been wiped out.

Wang Zijia did not immediately answer him. Instead, he bowed again to the Vice Head Teacher, saying, "Please announce my arrival, Disciple Yun Zhong seeks an audience with the Immortal Venerate Changmei!"

The Head Teacher froze momentarily, baffled, he said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Seeing this, Wang Zijia presented the Identity token, performed the official etiquette of the Taoist School, saying, "The last survivor of Xuanmiao, Yun Zhong, holding the token, seeks to meet Immortal Venerate Changmei!"

"Are you sure?" The Head Teacher confirmed.

Wang Zijia nodded, saying "I’m sure!"

"Alright, wait here!" After speaking, the Head Teacher turned and left.

"Senior Brother!" Yun Lai, in his worry and anxiety, instinctively tugged at Wang Zijia’s sleeve.

Wang Zijia turned back and gave him a gentle smile. He comforted him, saying, "Don’t worry, I’m here. Even if the sky collapses, I will hold it up for you, there’s nothing to worry about!"

Yun Lai felt somewhat at ease and also secretly scolded himself for being useless.

The Identity token not only represented one’s identity,

If Wang Zijia didn’t use it, he would just be someone from Xuanmiao Temple residing at Taiching Palace.

Taiching Palace would still support them.

If they had a chance in the future, he could go out and rebuild Xuanmiao Temple by himself, and the Taiching Palace would even offer some support.

However, once he used it, it would mean that he is the last survivor of Xuanmiao, and the lineage of Xuanmiao would completely disappear, and they would be demoted as disciples of Taiching Palace.

The disappearance and emergence of a branch required the decision of the top Big Shot responsible for it.

Changmei, the Immortal Venerate, was the one in Taiching Palace who could decide whether the lineage of Xuanmiao Temple would continue.

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This time, they didn’t have to wait long. In less than a quarter of an hour, the Vice Head Teacher returned and said to them, "Immortal Venerate Changmei would like to meet you!"

Wang Zijia acknowledged him and gave Yun Lai a reassuring look. Then he followed the Vice Head Teacher away.

The two stepped out of the palace and floated directly toward one of the seven floating islands in the sky.

Each floating island represented an Immortal!

In the past, this place was a sacred place for each branch and temple of the Taiching.

Despite its decline, it still was a sacred place, even if no one came to study here anymore!

Wang Zijia also felt a bit nervous and uneasy. After all, this was the first time he was seeing a so-called Immortal, and not just an Earth Immortal!

Upon landing on the floating island, Wang Zijia subconsciously furrowed his brows.

Even though the surroundings appeared ethereal, he was able to keenly detect a trace of decay and ruin in the atmosphere.

Not showing any reaction, he quietly followed the Vice Head Teacher to the Great Hall. After greeting the Gatekeeper, they walked straight in.

Wang Zijia closely followed behind him.

Upon entering the Great Hall, the decayed air became even more distinct!

The hall was vast and in the center was a large jade throne. On it sat a giant figure over three meters tall. He was an old Taoist with white eyebrows and a white beard, dressed entirely in white.