Chapter 367: A Grand Gamble for the Nine Thousand Year Old Pan-Peach, Li Demi-Saint's Bold Move

Chapter 367: A Grand Gamble for the Nine Thousand Year Old Pan-Peach, Li Demi-Saint's Bold Move

The spring rain drizzled steadily, soaking the streets as if they were drenched in oil. Each droplet sounded like the ticking of a clock as it landed on the black-tiled roofs.

In the Fourth City of the Divine Capital, the atmosphere was especially lively due to the grandest event of the year, the Pan-Peach Banquet. Countless cultivators from various sects and regions, as well as many Jianghu experts who rarely set foot in the city, had gathered in the Fourth City, eager to catch a glimpse of the residences of the upper echelon of the Divine Capital.

However, they were about to witness an unexpected spectacle.

A cold, unrestrained, and domineering voice reverberated through the streets, like a shockwave, with a powerful and resonant tone. In an instant, the bustling noises of the street were completely drowned out.

The overwhelming Martial Saint's aura and the raging Divine Sense Perception, like a mountain range collapsing and crushing down, made it difficult for those nearby to breathe, as if their chests were being constricted.

The street suddenly fell silent.

Many onlookers looked on with curiosity and bewilderment.

Wushen Mountain? Isn't that an external power of the Great Jing Dynasty, a force within the Great Li King's Court? None of the Jianghu cultivators who had come to the Divine Capital were fools; they all knew the reputation of Wushen Mountain.

A tall figure emerged from beneath a black robe and hood, revealing a head of wild, golden hair flying in all directions, like a fierce wolf on the prairie, exuding a violent and ferocious aura. The face was painted with totems and patterns, adding to its sinister appearance.

The Golden Mane Roarer! Nie Yang clutched his sword, his eyes narrowing as he breathed heavily. His sword might be able to handle a Three Flowers Grand Master, but against a Martial Saint, it would be a struggle.

Moreover, this Golden Mane Roarer was clearly no ordinary Martial Saint.

Hum—

Suddenly, a gentle Divine Nature surged forth, as if a pair of eyes had slowly opened within the carriage, completely blocking the Golden Mane Roarer's Divine Sense Perception from reaching those inside.

Inside the carriage, Jin Taishui's face was pale. He sat behind Xi Xi, his eyes slightly dazed.

"It's... it's my brother... the Golden Mane Roarer..." Jin Taishui spoke in a low voice.

Li Che leaned against the carriage, a calm smile on his face, unbothered by the situation.

Zhang Ya, standing next to Li Che, was slightly angered.

"How dare he tell you to get out? And to stop our carriage... This person is truly domineering!" Zhang Ya rarely encountered such arrogance in the Divine Capital.

The only exception was when she first arrived and met the Imperial Consort Ji, who had come with Lu Chi to propose a marriage alliance. But even the Imperial Consort Ji wasn't this overbearing.

How dare a member of the Great Li King's Court act so arrogantly in the Divine Capital?

Xi Xi, even more indignant, opened the carriage curtain and stepped out, her chubby cheeks quivering. Her twin braids, tied with red ribbons, bounced with energy as she stood with her hands on her hips and her feet apart, glaring at the Golden Mane Roarer who had blocked their carriage.

"Jin Taishui is my little brother. What are you barking about, you Golden Mane Dog?" Xi Xi, despite being only six years old, was fearless when her temper flared, except in front of her father, mother, and the Demon Cave Master. She didn't give anyone else any face!

And this Golden Mane Dog had come to take her little brother away. How could Xi Xi, as the older sister, tolerate this? If she backed down, her reputation as Xi Xi the Great would be completely ruined!

How could she ever show her face among the other children again?

The onlookers, who had been watching the spectacle, grew in number.

Lu Tai Bai opened the curtain of his carriage, and Zhao Fang Zhou, who was in the same carriage, focused his gaze. "Sect Master, it's the Golden Mane Roarer from Wushen Mountain. He's been sent by Wushen Mountain, and his cultivation has already crossed the Sea of Qi, reaching the peak of the Mountain Path."

Lu Tai Bai's silver hair danced in the wind as he smiled faintly. "His talent is indeed exceptional, as he possesses the bloodline of a Great Wushen."

"Then what should we do?"

"It's no problem. This guy could have picked anyone to provoke, but he chose Xi Xi. The last person who provoked Xi Xi has already passed several seven-day cycles."

Behind Xi Xi stood Li Che, and behind Li Che stood the Netherworld.

Even an existence like Imperial Consort Ji, residing in the ancient Ji family estate, was given no face by the Netherworld. They dared to infiltrate the estate and take her life, demonstrating their formidable power.

Hearing Lu Tai Bai's words, Zhao Fang Zhou felt relieved.

Meanwhile, the crowd of onlookers continued to grow.

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The Golden Mane Roarer's face turned cold as he saw a young girl emerge from the carriage.

This girl, with her hair still not fully grown, dared to speak to him in such a manner? She even called him a Golden Mane Dog?

The Golden Mane Roarer didn't want to waste his breath arguing with a six-year-old girl. If she started crying, he would be the target of public scorn.

His gaze shifted to the interior of the carriage.

He sensed a Divine Embryo cultivator inside, whose Divine Nature had blocked his Divine Sense Perception. However, the initial clash revealed that the cultivator's Divine Nature wasn't particularly strong, likely only at the first or second Divine Transformation stage of the Divine Embryo realm.

This was probably Li Che, the recently famous Divine Falcon Demigod who had been personally received by the Great Supervisor of the Heaven-forecasting Bureau.

The Golden Mane Roarer had just returned from Xiling Dao and arrived in the Divine Capital not long ago. He had also heard about Li Che, the newly appointed Distinguished Guest Scholar of the Heaven-forecasting Bureau, who had been personally received by the Great Supervisor.

Li Che's status was indeed noble, but what did that have to do with him? He didn't need Li Che to carve divine falcons for him.

"Do you understand gambling? If Little Jin loses, he must accept his loss! So now, he's my little brother!"

Xi Xi stood with her hands on her hips, her eyes wide and her little belly puffed out.

Jin Taishui slowly emerged from the carriage, his face now clean of the totems. He looked slightly delicate, and his eyes revealed a hint of fear as he gazed at the Golden Mane Roarer.

"Brother."

Golden Year lowered his head.

The Golden Mane Roarer's eyes turned cold as he looked at Golden Year with indifference.

"You disgraceful fool, get down here, tie yourself up, and after the Peach Blossom Banquet, I'll take you back to Wushen Mountain to see the Great Wushen."

His voice was devoid of emotion and brotherly affection as it echoed from the Golden Mane Roarer's mouth.

In his eyes, Golden Year's actions had completely disgraced Wushen Mountain, and he was not worth keeping alive.

However, Golden Year shook his head.

"Brother, I'll honor the bet and serve my time. When the time comes, I'll return to Wushen Mountain and pay my respects to the Great Wushen..."

Golden Year clasped his fists and bowed.

In the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect, having been educated by Fang Hanshu while following behind Xi Xi, Golden Year had also learned proper etiquette.

The Golden Mane Roarer looked at Golden Year with the demeanor of a Great Jing scholar, and his eyes filled with increasing disgust.

"Golden Year, don't you forget that you are from Wushen Mountain of Great Li, and you carry the blood of the Great Wushen. Don't act as if you're a native of Great Jing. I've also traveled through the Jiangnan region of Great Jing, and not a single scholar there is decent! They're all sinister and vicious, devouring people without leaving any bones behind!"

The Golden Mane Roarer narrowed his eyes, and his face, adorned with totems, instantly revealed a cold and fierce expression.

"Now, I'll give you one last chance. Get down here, bind yourself, and come back with me!"

"Otherwise, you can forget about ever returning to Wushen Mountain."

The Golden Mane Roarer spoke in a deep voice.

Xi Xi's two braids swayed, and sparks erupted from her feet as the Hell Lotus Windfire Golden Light Discs spun rapidly, her body brimming with battle intent as she glared angrily.

"Little Jinzi, don't worry, Xi Xi the Great will protect you!"

However...

The curtain was quickly lifted.

Just as Xi Xi was about to take off, Li Che grabbed her with one hand and pulled her back onto the carriage.

"Even children understand how to honor a bet. How can you, at your age, not understand?"

The ink-black robe fluttered, and his black hair rustled in the wind.

Li Che smiled faintly.

As Li Che stepped out, the Golden Mane Roarer felt the soul of the heavens and earth suddenly becoming vast and powerful, as if a giant hand was about to tightly grasp his heart.

The Golden Mane Roarer narrowed his eyes, like a fierce wolf eyeing its prey.

"Matters between adults should be resolved using adult methods..."

Li Che smiled.

The Golden Mane Roarer narrowed his eyes. "How does Li Demi-Saint plan to resolve this?"

"After all, Golden Year does carry the blood of my Great Wushen of Wushen Mountain. Being a servant is indeed a bit of a disgrace to Wushen Mountain. Today, Li Demi-Saint, give Wushen Mountain some face and let me take Golden Year back. I, the Golden Mane Roarer, will owe you, Li Demi-Saint, a favor. How about it?"

Upon hearing this, Li Che shook his head. "Face is earned by oneself, and you can't afford to owe a favor... How about this: Golden Year initially lost a bet with my daughter, and he honored the bet and became a servant. He made a vow..."

"If you want to take him away, it's not impossible. Golden Year bet with my daughter, so how about you bet with me?"

The Golden Mane Roarer crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows in surprise. "What are we betting on?"

"You're probably here for the Hero Festival as well, right?"

The Golden Mane Roarer laughed. "I participated in the last one, but unfortunately, I fell short of winning the championship... This time, I'm here to compete for the championship and claim that nine-thousand-year-old peach to bring back to the Great Wushen as a feast."

Li Che rubbed Xi Xi's head. "Then let's bet on who can pluck that nine-thousand-year-old peach. If you succeed, Xi Xi's bet with Golden Year will be void, and he'll return to Wushen Mountain with you."

"But if I pluck the nine-thousand-year-old peach, then Golden Year will serve as my daughter's servant... and as my servant."

As his words fell...

The entire long street fell silent at that moment.

The spring rain pattered on the black tiles, creating a crackling sound.

At this moment, on the long street of the Fourth City, not only were there members of the jianghu, but also young dragons from various divine sects, each sitting in their carriages.

Upon learning of the conflict between the Golden Mane Roarer of Wushen Mountain and Li Che, they all pricked up their ears and listened intently.

Who would have thought that Li Che would propose such a grand bet!

Lu Tai Bai's silver hair fluttered as he leaned against the window, unable to hold back his laughter. "What a confident young man."

Zhao Fang Zhou's expression was also peculiar. "Elder Li's tone has indeed become much bolder... However, only the winner of the Hero Festival can obtain the nine-thousand-year-old peach..."

"The main banquet of the Hero Festival is very different from the pre-banquet."

Lu Tai Bai burst out laughing. "Rest assured, does Elder Li seem like someone who would be at a disadvantage?"

And in the spring breeze and rain...

The Golden Mane Roarer's golden mane swayed in the wind, and his eyebrows furrowed.

This bet...

How audacious!

This newly appointed special guest of the Heaven-forecasting Bureau, the Divine Invocation of the Celestial Engineering... was truly so bold!

Most importantly...

The Golden Mane Roarer couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth...

You truly don't regard the other heroes as worthy opponents!

Not to mention those like Ji Magic Ritual, the son of a vassal king, or the first hero of the True Martial Sect, a sect renowned for its combat prowess, or the first hero of the Purple Mansion Divine Sect, known as the number one divine sect of Great Jing...

They were all extremely difficult opponents, and even the Golden Mane Roarer didn't feel confident about easily defeating them.

Especially the Purple Mansion Divine Sect, which only sent three representatives to the Peach Blossom Banquet, but each of them was a true hero with formidable strength.

"Li Demi-Saint... How can you be so confident?" the Golden Mane Roarer asked.

"What if neither of us manages to pluck the nine-thousand-year-old peach?"

Li Che laughed. "Then consider it a win for you... Golden Year will return with you. How about it?"

The Golden Mane Roarer narrowed his eyes.

What a fellow!

You're truly audacious!

Why is he so bold with just a Divine Embryo and one Divine Transformation?!

The Golden Mane Roarer looked straight at Li Che, and this Celestial Engineering's confidence was indeed strong. It was said that he had just broken through the Divine Embryo Realm upon arriving in the Divine Capital.

Even if he had obtained the favor of the Heaven-forecasting Bureau, the Golden Mane Roarer still had confidence in himself. How could he not be confident?

He had failed in the last Peach Blossom Banquet, and the Golden Mane Roarer felt it was because he was too young.

This time, after immersing himself in cultivation and traveling through the rivers and mountains of Great Jing for so many years, honing himself, his cultivation had also made a great breakthrough...

He had been confident that he would surpass Li Che, but now, he held back his true strength.

Li Che was younger than the Golden Mane Roarer.

The Golden Mane Roarer was already forty-nine years old, right at the age limit, participating in this Immortal Peach Festival.

This would be his last Immortal Peach Festival. If he didn't pluck the Immortal Peach for the Great Wushen to taste, he might never have the chance again in this lifetime.

Unless one day, he conquered the Divine Capital of Great Jing, and seized the Three Pure Ones Rank of the West Queen Mother's Mysterious Temple...

"Good!"

A fiery brilliance burst forth from the Golden Mane Roarer's eyes.

His entire body, covered in golden fur, seemed to blaze like golden flames.

"I'll bet you!"

The Golden Mane Roarer raised his chin, brimming with confidence, audacity, and pride, full of fighting spirit, and his battle intent was palpable.

He glanced deeply at Jin Taishui, who was standing behind Xi Xi with his head lowered. The ridicule in his eyes intensified.

A disgraceful sight! I'll definitely take you back to Wushen Mountain and await the Great Wushen's punishment!

The Golden Mane Roarer put his hood back on, and the sleeves of his black robe trembled, shattering the clear spring rain into white mist. Then, he took a step forward and began walking towards the direction of the Second City of the Divine Capital.

"Father, you must win!"

Xi Xi clenched her little fist, "You must teach that Golden Mane Dog a lesson for Xi Xi!"

Li Che smiled gently and led Xi Xi into the carriage.

Nie Yang continued driving, crushing the puddles on the ground as he headed towards the Second City of the Divine Capital.

And with the end of this drama...

The bet between Li Che, the Special Guest Minister of the Heaven-forecasting Bureau, and the Golden Mane Roarer of Wushen Mountain had spread throughout the entire Divine Capital.

It added a bit of buzz to the Immortal Peach Festival.

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The roads of the Divine Capital were smooth, and the carriage provided by the Heaven-forecasting Bureau was of the luxurious kind.

So inside the carriage, it was very quiet.

Li Che closed his eyes to rest, but his mind was focused on the Ink City, observing the cultivation of Lu Xuan Sword Immortal's Golden Pill and whether it had reached the stage of Divine Embryo.

Additionally, Li Che was also paying attention to Huang Jianjiu's progress and reaction in refining the Temple Deity Dao Rank Pearl.

Huang Jianjiu's refining speed was clearly faster than Li Che's estimation. In such a short time, half of his flesh and blood had begun to dissolve, and most of it had been devoured by the Temple Deity Dao Rank Pearl.

This speed was much faster than he had imagined.

It was as if the Pearl, after devouring and refining the flesh and blood, had suddenly increased its feeding speed, like a hungry wolf that had tasted blood and accelerated its eating.

Hiss...

Vaguely, a golden light began to burst forth from Huang Jianjiu's body, as if he had been infected by the Golden Dao Rank Pearl.

And on Huang Jianjiu's body, there was an added sense of "Divine Nature," just like the Golden Heavenly King holding up the Golden Heavenly King Tower.

"Is he transforming into a Temple Deity?"

Li Che's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

He stopped studying and withdrew from the Ink City.

The carriage continued along the main road and soon arrived at the Second City of the Divine Capital.

Although the imperial palace had opened up the various cities of the Divine Capital except for the First City, the Second City was still off-limits to ordinary people.

The Divine Capital's Xuanwei, the Four Great Xuanwei of Qinglong, Baihu, Xuanwu, and Zhuque, had each dispatched a large number of troops to guard the Second City.

Only those participating in the Immortal Peach Festival were allowed to enter, while others could only remain outside the Third City.

As for the many Jianghu cultivators who wanted to visit the Eight-Angle Overhanging Roof Heavenly Judgment Treasure Tower, the Temple Guard Command, and the Lotus Pavilion, they were left disappointed.

They were stopped at the city gates and could only catch glimpses of the Second City from a distance.

On the vast and spacious White Jade Square of the Second City of the Divine Capital, an unknown number of people had gathered in an orderly manner.

The carriage of the Heavenly Yuan Sect arrived, and after the Divine Capital's Qinglong Xuanwei soldiers inspected it, they allowed the Heavenly Yuan Sect members to pass. However, the carriage was not allowed to enter the Second City, so everyone had to get out and walk in.

Li Che held Xi Xi's hand, and Zhang Ya hugged his arm, as the family chatted and laughed, slowly stepping into the Second City's White Jade Square amidst the envious gazes of the Jianghu cultivators.

A massive tent had been set up on the White Jade Square, blocking the spring rain, and inside, countless candles illuminated the light that had been blocked by the tent.

Lu Tai Bai, dressed in white, his silver hair flowing, had waited specifically for Li Che and his family.

Then, they walked together, chatting and laughing.

The Jianghu cultivators outside the Third City, who had been eagerly awaiting, had bright eyes.

"This is the Great Master of the Heavenly Yuan Sect, the Great Deity Lu Tai Bai! Ranked seventh on the Heaven Gate Pass and fifth on the Great Deity List! An existence on both lists, incredibly powerful!"

"Did you see that person with the dazzling divine armament? He's Ning Caishen, the Great Master of the Seven Treasures Divine Sect of Dragon Spring Dao!"

"This person, whose every step exudes the fragrant scent of divine pills, making one feel like flying, is Huang Jianjiu of the Heavenly Pill Divine Sect!"

"This person, with a sad expression, is Huang Mei, the Great Master of the Little Ling Yin Temple? The Sacred Falcon Demigod! Unfortunately, the Little Ling Yin Temple was slaughtered by the Netherworld... Now, only Huang Mei is participating in the Immortal Peach Festival."

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The Jianghu cultivators had a bit of the star-chasing attitude that Li Che had in his previous life.

These people only existed in the Heaven Gate Pass and the Great Deity List, and since they had been given the face to participate in the Immortal Peach Festival, the court would naturally arrange good seats for them.

A small purple-robed eunuch respectfully led the way, guiding the Heavenly Yuan Sect members to their seats.

"Ah Che, you're really playing a game of getting something for nothing... If you lose, you'll return Jin Taishui to that Golden Mane Roarer, and if he loses, he'll become your servant..."

"It's no wonder they're brothers. That Golden Mane Roarer is a bit reckless, just like Jin Taishui..."

"They'll probably become brothers in hardship soon."

"But being your servant, Li Che, might not be a bad thing. It might even be his opportunity."

Lu Tai Bai and Li Che sat on the grand scholar chair made of rosewood and began chatting.

Hearing Lu Tai Bai's words, Li Che couldn't help but smile awkwardly.

Why did Lu Tai Bai seem more confident than him? Suddenly, Lu Tai Bai lightly tapped the table with his fingers, signaling Li Che to look in a certain direction.

"That's the Great Master of the Purple Mansion Divine Sect of the Heavenly Master Dao, ranked fifth on the Heaven Gate Pass and seventh on the Great Deity List! An existence on both lists, with a cultivation at the Divine Embryo Realm."

(End of Chapter)Li Che's eyes flickered with a glint of concentration as he heard these words.

The Purple Mansion Divine Sect... Renowned as the Great Jing's first Divine Sect, it truly piqued Li Che's curiosity.

Following the direction indicated by Lu Tai Bai, he spotted several figures in the distance, clad in Daoist robes. The leading figure, in particular, wore a purple robe and held a whisk, sitting upright in a chair like an old monk in meditation.

The other three figures, resembling junior Daoists, seemed to sense Li Che's gaze. They lifted their eyes, and their gazes collided in mid-air, sparking like electricity.

An overwhelming divine nature surged, and faintly, it seemed as if a cold and ruthless Temple Deity was staring at them.

Li Che's eyes narrowed slightly, and he averted his gaze.

This Purple Mansion Divine Sect...

It was intriguing.

Lu Tai Bai took a sip of the tea placed on the table before him and said indifferently, "This Purple Mansion Divine Sect... Becoming the first Divine Sect in Great Jing is not an empty title."

"They refine their inner vision within the Niwan Palace, forming the Purple Mansion. Then, they invite Temple Deities into the Purple Mansion, allowing them to cultivate with the aid of the Temple Deities' power. Their cultivation speed is incredibly fast, like flying, and their divine nature's pressure is invincible, even at the same rank as the Temple Deities."

"Fighting them is like fighting a Temple Deity."

Lu Tai Bai explained.

"The Purple Mansion Divine Art they cultivate is like having a Temple Guardian as your assistant, allowing you to freely borrow the power of the Temple Deities... It is also a unique feature of the Heavenly Master Dao."

Upon hearing this, Li Che's interest was genuinely piqued.

However, Li Che didn't stare for long.

His gaze swept across the venue.

Ji Moli had also arrived, clad in a dark black armor. Behind him stood four sons, whether they were his true sons or not, they all gathered behind him.

Additionally, Li Che spotted Lu Chi, who was seated next to an elderly man with half-white and half-black hair. The old man wore plain clothes but was seated at the front of the venue, indicating an extremely special status.

"This man is Great Jing's National Tutor, Xie Yun Shen... During the incident on the Grand Canal, Gu Changqing's Heavenly Pill avatar was sent by him to cause trouble..."

"This man's cultivation is not high, but he is extremely cunning and deceitful, skilled in scheming. When we first joined the Divine Sects, the seven major sects gathered to deal with us, and it's likely that this man was behind it all."

Lu Tai Bai's voice suddenly turned solemn.

"But whether this man truly has no cultivation... No one knows. This old, sinister fellow pretends to have weak cultivation, but we dare not assume he has no cultivation at all."

Li Che turned his head upon hearing this.

Lu Chi dared not look directly at Li Che, but Xie Yun Shen stroked his beard and smiled, nodding gently at Li Che.

Great Jing's National Tutor, Xie Yun Shen, in plain clothes!

Li Che's expression remained unmoved.

He sent Gu Changqing to take Xi Xi away?

Since you did this, Li Che has taken note.

Attempting to take away his daughter, Xi Xi, is like touching Li Che's reverse scale. Naturally, Li Che wouldn't have a pleasant expression.

Having been schemed against twice, although Li Che resolved both situations, he couldn't just let this go.

He glanced at National Tutor Xie Yun Shen indifferently.

Li Che's expressionless gaze shifted elsewhere.

In his heart, he silently wrote this name in the Netherworld's Book of Life and Death.

National Tutor Xie Yun Shen sat in the Grand Scholar Chair, positioned very close to the front. He turned his head, withdrew his gaze, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

"What a Li Demi-Saint..."

A hint of solemnity appeared in Xie Yun Shen's eyes.

This was the first time he had seen Li Che in person and the first time they had faced each other.

Xie Yun Shen had actually been looking forward to this day.

He had stayed in the Lotus Pavilion for so long, studying Li Che's information, but it was the first time he had encountered such a person.

In just a few years, Li Che had risen from a mere commoner in the Flying Thunder Small City to his current height, sitting in the Peach Blossom Banquet in the second city of the Divine Capital.

What extraordinary qualities did this commoner possess to achieve such soaring heights like a soaring roc?

Xie Yun Shen genuinely wanted to witness it.

And today, he did.

"This Li Demi-Saint... What a strong killing intent."

Xie Yun Shen stroked his beard and spoke softly.

This person...

Could it be that he rose to prominence through killing?

Lu Chi was momentarily stunned upon hearing this.

He knew that Li Che wasn't as simple as he appeared on the surface.

But he hadn't expected National Tutor Xie Yun Shen to make such a judgment from just a glance.

Xie Yun Shen glanced at Lu Chi, "His daughter has exceptional talent. After seeing her today, she is indeed extraordinary, a dragon among men and women. You are not worthy of her..."

"When Concubine Ji brought you to propose marriage, you dared to go directly. You truly have no shame..."

Lu Chi blushed and lowered his head.

Xie Yun Shen spoke indifferently.

"This Li Demi-Saint... Even has the intention to kill me."

"This Lu Tai Bai, the Tai Bai Killing Star, seems to pale in comparison to Li Demi-Saint."

"One Heavenly Yuan, two killing stars..."

"The Heavenly Yuan Divine Sect is truly rising... A headache."

Xie Yun Shen's eyes narrowed slightly.

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The fine rain fell gently, caressed by the spring breeze.

In the White Jade Square of the second city of the Divine Capital.

Accompanied by the sound of a massive, heavy, and deep ancient bell being struck, the sound waves shattered the calm spring rain falling from the sky.

The bell's vibrations created waves of sound like surging waves and tides...

The entire venue fell silent, and the numerous Jianghu guests crowded in the third city of the Divine Capital stood immersed in observation, afraid to speak loudly.

The heavy and dull gate of the first city of the Divine Capital slowly opened, and amidst the creaking sounds, a luxurious and extravagant carriage, with gold flowing like a river, slowly emerged.

A mighty and terrifying pressure, as if carrying the will of heaven and earth, accompanied the opening of the first city's gate, and the carriage slowly rolled out.

It was like the opening of the heavenly river, unleashing a terrifying tide.

Sitting in the Heavenly Yuan Divine Sect's position, Li Che felt as if his soul was being oppressed by a powerful force in an instant, making it difficult to breathe.

Screech, screech, screech—

In the leaden clouds of the sky, countless spring thunders seemed to rumble and explode.

Below the large tent in the White Jade Square, civil officials, military generals, and noblemen stood upright, clenching their fists and bowing respectfully.

An old Daoist in purple robes raised his arms, straightened his back, and lifted his head.

His breath and vitality were like a mighty river and tide!

A sharp sound, like tearing through the leaden clouds of the sky, echoed in his roar.

"His Majesty has arrived—!!!"

"The Empress has arrived—!!!"

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