She is a disciple of a small nearby Sect, and her Master is the Sect Leader, who only has a Golden Core cultivation... not even qualified to receive the summoning order from the Five Sects.
There was no need for them to co.
But the Nascent Soul Sect they were attached to received the summoning order and, after much thought, not wanting to put their own disciples at risk, brought them along as part of their own disciples.
All the way there, her Master kept complaining, feeling like cannon fodder, fearing that the Demon Sect would annihilate them completely, ending the lineage of their Founder.
But Fang Yuan seed a bit heartless and carefree—she actually cried twice before departure, terribly afraid, but once they set off, she simply adopted a devil-may-care attitude, adjusting her mindset.
All she thought about before dying was to see more of the world, hence she still had the energy to look around.
Every tunneling light in the sky was a Nascent Soul True Master.
Below the mountain was bustling with many Cultivators gathered, densely packed like ants moving house.
She secretly counted, fearing there were about three thousand people below the mountain, each at least at Foundation Establishnt; in their small Sect, Foundation Establishnt could be a True Disciple.
This left Fang Yuan secretly amazed and feeling like she had broadened her horizons, thinking that coming here was indeed witnessing a lot of excitent.
Seeing her moving freely, her Master tugged at her sleeve and knocked hard on her forehead: "Behave!"
Fang Yuan looked at her Master with a wronged expression, then saw him pointing to a figure ahead; although her Master didn’t speak, she imdiately understood—
The figure was a sowhat overweight middle-aged man with Nascent Soul cultivation, clearly the Sect Leader who had forced them to co here, a man surnad Chen, who had been quite dismissive all the way.
Logically speaking, Fang Yuan also felt it was normal for a Nascent Soul True Master not to notice them, as Master and disciple.
But at this mont, the other party stood in front of a disciple who was guiding people up Tongming Mountain, smiling kindly.
Fang Yuan had never imagined that the face which carried dignity all the way could look so amiable...
Even though the cultivation of that Tongming Mountain’s disciple wasn’t high, similar to that of her Master, both being Golden Core.
Yet, Master Chen’s deanor was extrely humble.
"Do I have the honor of eting Master Cheng Kong?"
...
The disciple didn’t respond, just looked at him.
"What about Master Tongming?"
Master Chen took out a Storage Bag, stuffing it into the disciple’s sleeve, continuously ingratiating himself.
"The Sect Leader is currently eting with several Great Cultivators, if there’s ti..."
The disciple paused.
Master Chen hurriedly stuffed another Storage Bag, eagerly saying: "Please let know when... so I can go and pay a visit."
The disciple felt the Storage Bag, nodded contently, and with a smile full of satisfaction, led them up the mountain.
While walking, he explained warmly and kindly: "Master Cheng Kong, he’s an envoy from the Supre Dao, aside from Divinity Transformation Experts, who dares claim to see his honorable face?"
"Yes, yes..."
"There are three Divinity Transformation participants in this Alliance eting, and close to a hundred Nascent Souls on Tongming Mountain now, how can the Sect Leader attend to everyone?"
Master Chen hastily flattered: "The Master is busy with important matters, it’s just that I have always admired the Master..."
"Those who admire the Sect Leader are many, if not for you..."
The disciple chuckled.
Then, seeing Master Chen’s naïve smile, as if he didn’t understand anything.
Fang Yuan, witnessing this filthy deal behind him, was sowhat stunned.
Then heard a gentle sigh beside her, turning her head to see her own Master in lancholic sighing, yet also sowhat self-blaming; she suddenly understood—her own cultivation was so poor, she wasn’t even qualified to give gifts.
With this thought, she also reflected on her helpless situation, her expression somber.
As they walked up the mountain, a bell rang from the sky, and they looked up to see the Sun and Moon Clock hanging high, with Zheng Fa leading dozens of disciples landing at the foot of Tongming Mountain.
Fang Yuan curiously looked over, seeing Zheng Fa was only at Golden Core cultivation, with several cultivators beside him that she found terrifying, her mind filled with wonder at how this young man could stand in the primary position.
While still puzzling, suddenly a loud laughter ca from Tongming Mountain, and in a blink, a person dashed down from the mountain, landing in front of the young man.
"Master Tongming?"
She heard Master Chen cry out.
So this is the Sect Leader of Tongming Mountain, the Alliance Hierarch of the Hundred Immortals Alliance, Master Tongming?
Below Tongming Mountain, it suddenly beca incredibly silent, thousands of cultivators staring at Master Tongming, not understanding why the Divinity Transformation Expert, who was just overlooking the cultivators from the mountain summit, suddenly welcod them outside the mountain gate.
Fang Yuan felt the smile on Master Tongming’s face was very familiar... uh, sowhat like the smile of that disciple when he received the Storage Bag.
"Master Zheng!" she heard Master Tongming address the young man, "Tongming Mountain has been awaiting your esteed visit for a long ti!"
Master Tongming, holding the other’s arm with a gesture of closeness and camaraderie, spoke to him: "Let take you to et Master Cheng Kong first, then arrange for the disciples of your Sect, Master Cheng Kong asked about you a few tis, it’s best to et him first."
Seeing that Master Tongming treated himself as a guiding disciple, seemingly wanting to personally handle these disciples, including Master Chen who had always been so experienced in human relations and broad-minded, was now sowhat stunned.
He looked at the Tongming Mountain disciple in front of him, his face filled with deep doubts: "Isn’t Master Tongming very busy eting several Great Cultivators?"
...
"Wasn’t it said that unless it’s a Divinity Transformation, Master Cheng Kong wouldn’t et anyone?"
That Tongming Mountain disciple twitched the corner of his mouth, glanced at him, and said: "This is Jiushan Zheng."
Master Chen was startled, then a realization dawned on him that seed like he had heard this na before, and all his questions dissipated.
"Jiushan Zheng?"
Fang Yuan chewed over the na in her mind and upon looking up, saw the expression on Master Chen’s face, which oddly resembled her Master’s expression just monts before—
Resigned, yet completely convinced.
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