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Chapter 1236 - Chapter 1236 Chapter 775 Its Just Some Bugs Trying to Enter

Chapter 1236: Chapter 775: It’s Just Some Bugs Trying to Enter the Immortal Domain Chapter 1236: Chapter 775: It’s Just Some Bugs Trying to Enter the Immortal Domain After everyone had taken their seats again, Lin Chen continued to speak, “Today is a day of celebration for Huang, and we as elders of Huang have likewise prepared a modest gift.”

As his voice fell,

Lin Zhuang next to him waved his large hand, pulling out several Treasure medicinal plants that augmented qi and blood.

As the Treasure medicinal plants were presented, they immediately emitted a dazzling effulgence, as if condensing countless stars, their brilliance momentarily enveloping the entire gathering while also accompanied by a thick and enticing medicinal fragrance.

“To think it’s Bloodwood Grass, and Aquatic Berries… These are all Great Medicines that greatly nourish the qi and blood.”

Someone recognized the origins of these Treasure medicinal plants right away and couldn’t help but exclaim softly.

It wasn’t that these Treasure medicinal plants were extremely precious in themselves, they were naturally rare, but they were still far from being truly unique and hard-to-find treasures.

What mattered was who was giving them.

If these were from other factions, everyone naturally would have just smiled knowingly, saying at most a word of thanks for the thought.

But these gifts came from Liu Village, making their nature and significance entirely different.

It’s no exaggeration to say, even if it were an ordinary stone with no use, as long as it came from Liu Village, it would be more precious than Immortal Gold.

Were it given to them, they would need to burn incense, bathe, and then construct a dedicated place to offer daily worship with incense.

Nevertheless, Huang was indeed worthy of such regard, as throughout the epochs since the Ancient Immortal Era, it seemed that no creature had succeeded in stepping into the King’s Domain with merely several hundred thousand years of cultivation–such fate was no longer simply encapsulable by the word talent.

But regardless of the reasons,

Exceptional ability was one aspect,

and receiving the appreciation of Holy Lands was another.

Lin Chen and Lin Zhuang’s eyes were sharp as eagles, taking all of this in, their hearts filled with subtle, indescribable emotions.

Since when could they,

sit at the high seat before so many powerful factions? Each of whom offered flattering smiles their way.

Truly, fate mocked men.

The old man had more than once sighed about ‘timing and destiny.’

Previously, he hadn’t fully understood the special meaning behind these words, but now it seemed he was beginning to grasp them.

All of this was due to the Adult.

If not for the Adult, how could they have defied the heavens and changed their destiny?

Afterward, Lin Zhuang produced a piece of special Embroidered Silk that had been cut.

“This was made by the village’s smelting master. It’s suitable for warmth in winter and coolness in summer, perfect for making a few little outfits for the child. We are but simple folk and don’t know how to make such delicate clothes, so we’ve brought the entire piece. When the time comes, let your ladies make it,” Lin Zhuang said with a laugh, his voice as hearty as ever, matched with his mountain-like stature, as if the very earth was trembling.

Beneath the intertwining brilliance of the Treasure medicinal plants and the unique pattern of the Embroidered Silk, the atmosphere in the gathering reached a new climax.

Representatives of the great factions from all directions watched with intense envy in their eyes,

very clearly aware in their hearts.

These gifts were not only precious in material terms, but more so represented Liu Village’s recognition of Huang. Even if these two men did not come in the name of Liu Village, it no longer mattered.

“When will I receive such recognition from Holy Lands? It’s just like the ‘Carp Jumping Through the Dragon’s Gate’…”

Someone murmured in discussion, their words filled with reverence and envy toward Liu Village.

“Just give it up, there’s no point in daydreaming while it’s still light out.” Soon, a familiar friend retorted with a light laugh.

“If you don’t daydream during the day, how can it be called a ‘daydream?'”

“Liu Village is truly considerate. If the Old One hasn’t misjudged, that Embroidered Silk appears to be crafted from several extremely precious fabrics, sewn together using some rare technique, and then shattered in a fiery forge,” said an Elder of a large sect, stroking his beard in admiration.

“Thank you, Uncle Chen, Uncle Zhuang for bringing such generous gifts,” Shi Hao stood up and bowed deeply to Lin Chen, Lin Zhuang, and the others.

Along this journey, Liu Village had already offered him considerable help, and now with these congratulatory gifts, he was so grateful that he was at a loss for words.

At this moment, Liao JunXiong, a middle-aged Daoist priest in a green Daoist robe, suddenly stood up,

The man held a whisk in his hand, his eyes bright and spirited, with quite the Ethereal Daoist Aura about him. The aura emanating from him was unmistakably of the King Domain, definitely a genuine Existence of the Immortal King, but from his outfit, he appeared to be an unaffiliated, idle Immortal King.

Such Immortal Kings tended to act on a whim, most of their time spent in seclusion, rarely making public appearances. For such a being to now proactively visit the Mortal World was a surprise to many factions.

Because until just a moment ago, this man had always concealed the Immortal King aura about him, leading them to mistakenly think he was just an ordinary creature. Only now did he reveal his aura of kingship.

“Esteemed Envoys of the Holy Land, this humble one has an impertinent request. I do not know whether I should speak,” the middle-aged Daoist priest said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Lin Chen immediately clasped his hands and said, “Please speak; Lin Mou is all ears.”

The middle-aged Daoist priest continued with a smile, “This humble one sees that the Embroidered Silk in the Envoys’ hands is extraordinary. If turned into garments, they would surely be coveted treasures for cultivators. I happen to have some skills in tailoring. May I be of service to the Sovereign of the Heavenly Court and tailor a few garments for the child?”

Upon these words, everyone was taken aback and turned to look at the middle-aged Daoist priest, surprise in their eyes.

An Immortal King offering to tailor clothes was simply unimaginable.

But after coming back to their senses, everyone felt an intense regret, wishing they had learned some tailoring skills themselves, for then they too could have offered their services at such a moment.