Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 461 - 461 470 Before the South Heavenly Gate

461: Chapter 470: Before the South Heavenly Gate 461: Chapter 470: Before the South Heavenly Gate Having crossed ten thousand li of surging winds, thunder, and fire, the silhouette of the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven faintly appeared in the distance.

Ye Xuan had been traveling, and as he proceeded, from time to time Immortals riding on clouds whisked by his side, all evidently hastening toward the South Heavenly Gate, clearly participants of the Peach Banquet from various divine realms.

In front of the South Heavenly Gate.

The Four Great Heavenly Kings stood at their posts, and a full thousand Independent Immortals from the Lower Realm gathered there, waiting for the Kings to check their Jade Tokens before entering the Heavenly Court.

Ye Xuan rode on a cloud, surrounded by the radiance of Taiyi Immortal Light.

Currently transformed into Qing Huo, he naturally exchanged greetings with many Immortals, which prompted him to give a slight nod in response.

“You, you…

why have you taken so long to arrive?

If you delay attending the Peach Banquet, there will be an old fellow weeping,” someone suddenly said.

Out of the blue, a Daoist clad in yellow pine robes briskly approached Ye Xuan, clapped him heartily on the shoulder in an exceedingly familiar manner, and, without waiting for a response, grabbed Ye Xuan’s arm and hurried him toward the South Heavenly Gate.

A flicker of Immortal Light passed through the depths of Ye Xuan’s eyes; the force he was about to unleash on the yellow pine-clad Daoist retracted in an instant.

Clearly, the Daoist held a close friendship with Qing Huo, or else he wouldn’t have been so affectionately tactile.

“I tell you, Qing Huo, you old rascal promised to meet me here a year ago, and yet it took you a full year longer to reach the Heavenly Court.

You must understand, the opportunity for us to attend the Peach Banquet was something I fought ardently for, you, you…”

The yellow pine-clad Daoist prattled on with a hint of reproach in his words; clearly, the Peach Banquet was of immense importance.

Although there were still three years until the official start, early entrance into the Heavenly Court was the safest option.

“Eh?”

Turning his head back to look at Ye Xuan, the Daoist’s gaze became somewhat peculiar as he scrutinized him up and down, which left Ye Xuan slightly startled, a trace of killing intent stealthily passing through his eyes.

“You’re usually so eloquent, but has the sun risen from the west today?

Have you become so silent?” teased the Daoist in derision.

“Now that I’m in the Heavenly Court, one must exercise extra caution.

If I were to act as I did in the Lower Realm and offend some Great Immortal by chance, wouldn’t that be asking for trouble?” Ye Xuan’s killing intent faded, realizing that the other party had not seen through his true identity, and he hastily concocted an excuse.

The Daoist, whose real name was Qing Song, was a Taiyin Mystic Immortal in terms of cultivation and a close friend of Qing Huo.

He was also a well-known Independent Immortal within the Earth Immortal Realm.

Upon hearing Ye Xuan’s response, Qing Song was slightly taken aback before nodding and said, “You old rascal, you’re right.

As the saying goes, ‘the more one talks, the more one is likely to say something amiss.’ With the assembly of numerous Immortals in the Heavenly Court, even though we are of the Taiyi Realm, we must tread carefully and must not offend any other Immortal.”

After a brief conversation, Ye Xuan chatted casually with the man, all his responses being universally applicable platitudes.

Even though Qing Song felt that his old friend was acting a bit different today, whether it was in aura or cultivation, there was no doubt he was in fact Qing Huo, which caused him to suppress his strange feelings.

After all, they had not met for a hundred years, and Immortals focus on cultivating their nature and behavior—it was not so odd for there to be slight changes in character.

With his suspicions dissolved, Qing Song continued to converse, and as the Immortals in front of them entered the Heavenly Court, it was finally their turn to approach the South Heavenly Gate.

“Who goes there?

State your name.

Do you hold a Heavenly Court Jade Talisman?” bellowed the King of Holding Country, radiating authority.

Although his cultivation was only at the level of Taiyin Mystic Immortal, he was nonetheless a distinguished official of the Heavenly Court and could not be compared to the Independent Immortals from the Lower Realm.

“I am Daosist Qingsong, and this is my dear friend Daoist Qing Huo.

This is the Heavenly Jade Token.

I respectfully ask the King of Holding Country to inspect it,” Qingsong Daoist said with a smile, quickly presenting the Jade Token for inspection by the King of Holding Country.

Ye Xuan, silent and composed, handed over the Jade Token and then stood calmly in front of the South Heavenly Gate, quietly waiting for the King of Holding Country to finish inspecting it.

“I must tell you both that the Peach Banquet is an event of great significance for the Three Realms.

Once you enter the Heavenly Court, you must follow the rules to the letter; absolutely no trouble will be tolerated.

If you violate the laws of heaven, be warned that you shall be punished severely,” the King of Holding Country said somewhat sternly, tossing the Jade Token back to Ye Xuan and his friend as he warned them.

“Yes, yes, your Majesty can rest assured, we would never dare cause trouble in the Heavenly Court,” Daoist Qingsong replied with a flattering smile, which pleased the King of Holding Country, who nodded in satisfaction and then indicated that they could enter the Heavenly Court.

“Emperor Ziwei has arrived!”

Suddenly, before Ye Xuan and his counterpart entered the Heavenly Court, an Immortal Official hurriedly announced, causing the complexions of the group of Immortals waiting at the South Heavenly Gate to change as they all looked backwards.

The Daluo Immortal Light faintly shimmered as a golden Jade Chariot crossed Changtian, flanked by a pair of young boys and girls.

Behind the golden bead curtains, Emperor Ziwei sat in meditation, his regal magic robe imposing and awe-inspiring.

“Our respects to Emperor Ziwei.”

The group of Immortals bowed, while the Four Great Heavenly Kings quickly stepped forward to greet him.

Yet the Heavenly Kings were visibly pale, clearly remembering how in the past conflict in Heavenly Court, Emperor Ziwei and the Jade Emperor had fallen out, becoming irreconcilable enemies.

After thousands of years, Emperor Ziwei’s Magic Chariot’s appearance in Heavenly Court naturally made the Heavenly Kings uneasy, fearing Emperor Ziwei might trouble them.

Of course, the Four Great Heavenly Kings worried needlessly.

As a Daluo Golden Immortal, Emperor Ziwei would not stoop to their level.

His Jade Chariot did not pause at all and directly sped past the South Heavenly Gate towards his Ziwei Star Palace.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk!”

Watching the receding back of Emperor Ziwei’s Jade Chariot, Daoist Qingsong spoke with eyes filled with envy, “That is a Daluo Golden Immortal ah.

Legend has it that Emperor Ziwei’s cultivation has reached the Daluo Third Layer Heaven.

In this Heaven and Earth, he is a personage who commands respect and veneration.”

Hearing Daoist Qingsong’s words, Ye Xuan let out a slight smile.

Yet as he opened and closed his eyes, a curious sheen flashed by.

He had not expected his Daoist brother to arrive so early.

He still had not yet expressed his gratitude for the aid that Emperor Ziwei had provided him those years ago.

Of course, Ye Xuan was not in a rush to acquaint himself just yet because he had just returned to the Heavenly Court and already had some matters to attend to.

After all, the Jade Emperor had ruled the Heavenly Court for an endless time.

Although Ye Xuan was confident he could kill him, if he wished to seize the position of Heavenly Emperor, brute strength was just one aspect; there were some things that could not be solved by force alone.

Planning each step, aiming for the killing blow – that had always been Ye Xuan’s approach to things, and he never acted without assurance of success.

This was also one of the reasons he had been able to live safely until now.

Passing the South Heavenly Gate and entering into the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven, Immortal Officials were already guiding Ye Xuan and the other Independent Immortals from the Lower Realm.

It took but a moment for them to lead Ye Xuan and the other Immortals to the Chaotian Palace.

Chaotian Palace.

It served as the dwelling place for the Immortals from the Lower Realm upon arriving at the Heavenly Court.

No fewer than a thousand Independent Immortals from the Lower Realm were arranged to stay here.

Although there were no excessively luxurious receptions, the thousands of courts within the Chaotian Palace were sufficient to accommodate these Immortals from the Lower Realm.

Of course, if Immortals of the Luotian Realm were to enter the Heavenly Court, they would naturally be provided with separate palatial residences.

Not to mention those transcendental Daluo Golden Immortals.