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Chapter 861 - 717: Successive Visitors

Chapter 861: Chapter 717: Successive Visitors

The younger junior brother asked, "Senior brother, what do we do now?"

The elder senior brother replied, "Wait."

The younger junior brother echoed, "Wait?"

The elder senior brother affirmed, "Yes, wait. I’ve already sent a message back to the Sect; they will surely send Martial Uncles to our aid."

The younger junior brother questioned, "Why would the Patriarch go to such lengths to summon a Tribulation Crossing Cultivator from the remote corners back to the Sect? Could it be because of his Earth Immortal Path? But there are quite a few monks in the Central Immortal Domain who are adept in the Earth Immortal Path, and even the Heavenly Immortal Ancestor could have been invited to come, right?"

The elder senior brother said, "Who knows! It’s enough to follow orders."

The younger junior brother expressed, "I hope the Martial Uncles come soon. I don’t want to spend another moment in this wretched Spirit Suppressing Realm. Seven years and not a bit of progress in cultivation, it’s too grinding!"

...

Within the Wanyu Sect, gossip about Wang Zijia’s becoming an Immortal had fermented over the course of a day, with various rumors beginning to emerge.

During this process, Wang Zijia was touted more and more miraculously.

Things like ’ancient powers transforming, serving the Immortal Venerates as a mortal’ were considered child’s play in comparison.

Speculation such as him being able to enlighten all beings with a wave of his hand, granting enlightenment with a glance, or turning a mere stone into an immortal with a personal touch abounded...

Wang Zijia even heard some ridiculous version of a rumor saying that bathing in his immortal grace could allow one to become a saint or an ancestor!

Absolutely ridiculous!

And the key was that people actually believed such outlandish tales.

The flow of people in the Jade Talisman Vein below had increased three to five times more than usual, not to mention groups of female cultivators.

Even in the Peach Garden, numerous God Monarchs of Qinglian World’s Cave Mansions had for some reason increased the number of visiting God Monarchs.

Because the disciples of Qinglian World had formed their own faction over the years, they hadn’t had much interaction with the God Monarchs of the Sect.

Even so, there was a continued stream of visitors, which was exceptional.

Every day, Wang Zijia could see disciples in the mountains’ peach forest, greeting visiting God Monarchs with resignation, idling away in the Peach Garden, and networking.

While touring the Peach Garden, everyone wanted to crowd towards the mountain; if the mountaintop Peach Garden did not have a restricted exclusive area, Wang Zijia had no doubt that these disciples would loiter outside the White Peach Courtyard.

It couldn’t be helped; an Earth Immortal Dao Cultivator was already exaggerated, but in this Spirit Suppressing Realm, the fact that Wang Zijia could help others achieve immortality was even more exaggerated.

Haven’t you seen how restless the Tribulation Crossing Cultivators have become!

...

Such was the scene after two days, and the situation had grown even livelier.

Wang Zijia, however, did not question the matter, leaving it for the disciples below to handle; strictly speaking, this was a good thing for the Jade Talisman Vein.

That day at Noon, Wang Zijia was dealing with some matters in the study room.

Suddenly, Wang Zijia felt a presence and floated out of the room, arriving on the rooftop of White Peach Tower.

Looking up, he saw a massive Immortal Treasure Drive rapidly approaching in the far distance.

It was a Tower Ship, somewhat damaged, with a large ’Qian’ character fluttering in the wind, radiating a mysterious aura.

This was the only Immortal Chariot Ship of Daqian.

It had been damaged in the Delta conflict and had been under repair ever since; now, it had set out in such a damaged state.

Wang Zijia felt surprise and made a guess.

...

Due to the approach of the imposing Immortal Chariot, the stand-by Ten Thousand Universe Array showed hints of activity, as an aura locked onto the emerging target.

However, before the disciples from the Etiquette Institute and the Law Hall could fly over, the damaged Tower Ship was retracted and a group emerged from it, swiftly flying towards Wanyu.

Only then did the disciples from the Etiquette Institute and the Law Hall meet them, racing from Qifeng, accompanied by Tribulation Crossing Cultivators from several other Sects.

Wang Zijia watched the gathering in the sky and lost interest in watching further.

Yet just as he was about to turn back into the Tower, he hesitated.

It wasn’t anything special; those from Daqian merely had an instant of contact with the welcoming party, sparring just a nod of acknowledgment, and without any clear exchange, the group from Daqian headed straight towards Wang Zijia.

The large following naturally came along.

As the crowd quickly drew nearer, the familiar face leading the group confirmed one of Wang Zijia’s guesses.

"Ninth Younger Brother, seven years have passed, I trust you’ve been well!" the middle-aged man leading the group expressed with a sigh.

Indeed, the visitor was none other than Li Shenghui, the Prefect of Daqian, Wang Zijia’s esteemed Fifth Brother!

Wang Zijia stood with his hands behind his back on the rooftop, with an ethereal immortal aura, a demeanor surpassing his former self.

However, compared to seven years ago, Li Shenghui had changed significantly.

He had lost much of his overbearing presence and composure, gained a touch of weathering and withering, his once burly figure noticeably thinner, his complexion gray, enveloped in death qi.

Even his eyes lost some of their light, looking extremely dim.

"Greetings to Red Sun Immortal Venerate!"

"Greetings to Ancestral Master Chi Yang!"

"..."

Those accompanying him were promptly addressing Wang Zijia with fervor.

Standing on the rooftop, Wang Zijia nodded calmly to the crowd, then spoke, "Fifth Brother, it’s been seven years, and you’ve changed quite a bit. Had I not known better, I might have thought your final years were upon you!"

Li Shenghui showed a forced smile, and without speaking immediately, he turned to the crowd and said, "Gentlemen, could you afford the two of us brothers some time to catch up on old times?"

The other Sects’ Tribulation Crossing Cultivators who had insistently followed became embarrassed and began to turn away and leave.

The disciples from the Etiquette Institute also led the other personnel of Daqian away.

...

After a moment, only Wang Zijia and Li Shenghui remained on the rooftop of White Peach Tower.

Wang Zijia turned and entered the Tower, where An Xingsheng had already intuitively begun preparing tea.

As the two took their seats, he had finished brewing the tea, made a bow to both, and quietly withdrew.