System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

Chapter 1467



Chapter 1467

Today, His Majesty has issued a decree granting special permission for all vassal kings participating in the Immortal Affinity Conference to bring their participating sects and tribes' disciples to fly directly to the competition venue.

Even a small county like Qingtian has a team of thousands of disciples, let alone those powerful feudal lords and kings?

We wouldn't know the scale of this grand event until we take to the skies.

In the distance, at the edge of the field of vision, it seemed as if thousands of long dragons were lined up in the sky on a pilgrimage, entering the arena in an orderly manner. The leaders of the teams were all the three thousand princes, either the real kings or their primordial spirit avatars.

This is the first time His Majesty has held such a grand Immortal Affinity Gathering since establishing imperial power. Which of these vassal kings would dare not give His Majesty face?

Compared to the tens of thousands of clansmen from the Nalan and Beishan clans, the thousand-person disciple team from Qingtian County was like a small insect, easily swallowed up by the crowd.

The inner city of the imperial capital covers an area comparable to several top-tier prefecture cities, so it would be quite easy to find a region to set up a stadium that can accommodate a million people.

"Qingtian County, Qingtian Clan, Qingtianchen!"

A dignified middle-aged man dressed in immortal-rank Dao soldier armor read the imperial edict in sequence.

"Your subject, Qing Tianchen, pays respects to Your Majesty!" Qing Tianchen waved his hand to signal the procession behind him to stop flying, then cupped his hands in a deep bow to pay his respects.

This person, holding a crimson silk robe and wearing celestial-grade armor, is the emperor's younger brother, a prince. Although not a celestial being, his combat power is comparable to that of a celestial being, thanks to his celestial-grade magical treasures and considerable background.

"Yes, Qingtian County, enter in an orderly manner!" After reading the inscription on the red gold scroll, the middle-aged man smiled and nodded to Qingtian Chen.

Such a short line of people passing by the 30 million-meter-long queue drew disdainful and mocking glances from all sides.

Of course, the objects of their ridicule and mockery were not Qing Tianchen, but the disciples of the sects and tribes under Qing Tianchen's rule.

Especially when passing through the Nalan clan's procession, the young Nalan cultivators at the Nalan Mingyue level all turned their sharp gazes toward the group led by Chen Xuan.

This includes not only Piaoxue, Zhanxin, Zimo, as well as Kaixuan, Jianxin, and even all the sects in Qingtian County.

What Chen Xuan and the others didn't know was that Nalan Qingtian had suffered humiliation at Wanbao Mountain that night. After returning to his tribe, he immediately ordered all the younger generation disciples in the tribe who were qualified to participate in the Immortal Fate Assembly to make killing Chen Xuan and his friends and Daoist partners their goal.

Nalan Qingtian even personally ordered that anyone who could kill Chen Xuan and his Daoist partner during the Immortal Fate Assembly would have their branch status immediately elevated to that of a clan; the one who killed Chen Xuan and his Daoist partner would immediately become the clan's most sought-after disciple, and might even be accepted as his personal disciple.

As the saying goes, "a great reward will surely attract brave warriors." Once this explosive news spread, all the young Nalan clan members at the Nascent Soul Realm went absolutely crazy.

So you can imagine the look in their eyes when they saw Chen Xuan and his fellow Daoists, friends, and fellow disciples—burning, insane, utterly insane.

Of course, Chen Xuan was not only feeling the hateful gaze from the Nalan clan at this moment.

In the distance, amidst the clouds and mist, stretched a long procession of at least 20,000 meters, drawing many cold, calculating gazes. Chen Xuan looked up and, upon seeing the banner belonging exclusively to the Xuanxiao Clan, met the gaze of the purple-clad youth. With a smile, he pulled the graceful and exceptionally beautiful Qing Tian Yu'er close by, even kissing her on the cheek. Only then did he raise his chin defiantly and let out a disdainful snort.

The tense atmosphere drew the attention of many other disciples from nearby groups who had been granted titles of nobility. When they saw that the person Chen Xuan had retorted to was none other than Xuanxiao Ziling, the top-ranked disciple on the Xuanxiao List, everyone gasped in shock.

It should be noted that the Wanbaoshan headquarters is only so big, and among the younger generation in these prefectures and cities within the capital region, only a handful are qualified to be invited. Naturally, many people are unaware of what happened that night.

In their eyes, Xuanxiao Ziling is the undisputed number one among the younger generation in the Xuanxiao World. He is talented and handsome, and has an incredibly powerful background. There are even rumors that if Xuanxiao Ziling can make it into the top three in this Immortal Destiny Tournament, His Majesty will personally issue an edict to confer upon him the title of Prince.

That's why it's called a rumor.

According to their understanding, with Xuanxiao Ziling's unparalleled talent and background, winning first place in the Immortal Destiny Tournament would be a piece of cake. But His Majesty modestly said that he would be granted the title of Prince if he could win the top three. Isn't this just a rumor?

But who is this Chen Xuan?

However, these lowly cultivators who are merely speculators, arrogant and reckless will face retaliation from the Nalan clan immediately after the Immortal Fate Conference ends. How many days can they possibly live?

"Hmph, so you're still afraid of death after all?" Xuanxiao Ziling looked at Chen Xuan, who was dressed in white with black hair, and sneered disdainfully, "You only dare to let your second primordial spirit participate in the Immortal Fate Conference?"

If Chen Xuan himself had attended the grand event, Xuanxiao Ziling would have admired him. But seeing Chen Xuan's second primordial spirit appear here, he felt disdain. Such a person was not worthy of being his opponent.

The procession from Qingtian County was not long. The prince who had read the crimson silk scroll continued, "Next, please welcome the Celestial Immortal Senior from Nine Dragons City, along with the outstanding disciples participating in this grand event!"

When the prince read this message, his voice was much louder, and he even used his immortal powers, seemingly intending for all the young people participating in the event to hear it.

Kowloon City? Celestial Ancestor?

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire sky fell silent. Many people no longer cared about the clown-like Chen Xuan and the short team from Qingtian County. They all turned their heads sharply to look at the clouds above the sky.

The resounding voices of the reading echoed far and wide.

After waiting for several breaths, the prince frowned and hesitated about whether to read it again. Just then, the world suddenly changed, as if the sun and moon were alternating, and the bright blue sky turned into a dark night sky in an instant.

A celestial phenomenon suddenly descended, leaving countless juniors stunned and bewildered. However, many of the feudal lords leading the groups were discerning and immediately whispered solemnly, "The Milky Way turns for ten thousand miles, and the sky changes for a hundred days! Is this a divine phenomenon of ultimate perfection?"

Having accumulated knowledge and skills over more than 100,000 years, even though he had never personally witnessed the divine phenomena that had reached their pinnacle, he could still speak to some extent about them based on the knowledge accumulated by his ancestors.

Compared to the awe-inspiring feudal lords and princes, the younger generation of the Xuanxiao World was not shocked by the shifting of stars and the changing of the sun and moon, but rather by—what kind of place is Nine Dragons City? Why have they never seen it on the map? Nine Dragons City Celestial Immortals? Could it be that someone under the rule of a feudal lord has broken through to the Void Realm and become a Celestial Immortal?

As expected of the Emperor, he dared to lead a bunch of scoundrels to take advantage of Kowloon City to attack this world and establish a unified regime. He was indeed skilled in planning and scheming.

At this moment, the celestial being was still building momentum, his aura intimidating all sides, but the procession was nowhere to be seen.

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