Myriad Realms Comrce Alliance, Peripheral Immortal Mountain.
Here, the Immortal Mountains were clearly much smaller, and compared to the likes of the Martial God Hall and Ancestral Saint Hall — extraordinary places teeming with people and clouded with masters — they seed much lonelier and desolate. Saying that not even a bird could be found at the doorway was not an overstatent.
It was like the difference between a third-rate sect and a super major sect.
Inside Taichu Hall, where everyone had originally been imrsed in a somber atmosphere, the sight of several hundred streaks of Immortal Light descending from the sky suddenly aroused suspicion and unease in their hearts.
Upon seeing Bai Gong leading the way, everyone's expressions paused, and as they looked at each other, excitent surged onto their faces.
"It's the hall master, the hall master has returned!"
"Hurry and prepare, I am going to host a banquet for all the hall masters today!" Bai Gong said with a warm smile.
"Yes, Hall Master!" Four Tribulation Immortals and twelve Mahayana responded, imdiately taking a group of people from the hall, flying into the palace, and busily getting to work.
That evening, Taichu Hall was undoubtedly the center of attention, exceedingly bustling.
People clinked cups and exchanged toasts until late into the night before departing.
This tea banquet elevated Yang Ji's status to the pinnacle, as everyone had previously banded together to attack the Ancestral Saint Hall, which in a sense had already ford a small group.
And as the most powerful among them, Yang Ji naturally received all manner of complints from the others.
This was the small sect's doorway forming an alliance, and Yang Ji understood their intentions. He was more than happy to form such a small alliance, as it greatly benefited the Taichu Hall.
Over the next day or two, all the doorways of the Myriad Realms Comrce Alliance had heard about what had happened that day.
So hall masters who had not managed to arrive in ti watched the recordings of the event with shocked expressions, marveling at Yang Ji's feat of taking on the Ancestral Saint Hall alone.
When Cheng Bailou greeted him with respect, their surprise was all the more evident.
In these one or two days, Yang Ji went from an "outsider" to the focal point and hot topic throughout the entire alliance.
His mystery and strength deeply imprinted in the hearts of the people.
Three days passed in a hurry.
That day, Cheng Bailou arrived.
"Haha, Brother Luo, long ti no see!" A golden brilliance covered the sky above, and a point of gold, still tens of thousands of miles away, instantly fell in front of the grand hall of Taichu Hall.
"Finally, you've co!" Yang Ji slowly opened his eyes; he had been waiting for this day to co for a long ti. With a flash, he appeared outside the grand hall.
Bai Gong also ca out upon hearing the commotion.
"Hall Master Cheng, please co inside!" Bai Gong said with a bow.
"Hall Master Bai, I have offended you previously, please forgive ." Cheng Bailou bowed respectfully, then produced three Brocade Boxes with a reverse wave of his hand, "I have brought three gifts today as an apology."
"One is the Saint Pill, after consuming it, a True Immortal at the Early Stage can imdiately burst forth with the strength of the True Immortal Peak."
"Two is the Immortal Luo Formation. Once this Immortal Formation is established, it can gather Immortal Qi, karma, and destiny to give birth to the Great Luo Charm. Over a long period, it can shape the Taichu Hall into a ground like those in the Immortal Realm."
"Three is a pair of Void Refinent Realm Golden Kirins. These sacred beasts have boundless potential and the possibility to grow into an Immortal King, making them excellent beasts to guard Sect sanctuaries."
"Hall Master Cheng is too polite!" Bai Gong didn't refuse; a Tribulation Immortal behind him stepped forward and caught the three Brocade Boxes that floated over.
Then, the third Brocade Box was opened all at once. With a flash of golden light and accompanied by two deep roars, two Golden Kirins flew out, landing on the ground, shaking their bodies, swishing their golden fur, with eyes bright as copper bells radiating majesty.
"Indeed, these are Golden Kirins!" The Tribulation Immortal said with a happy expression.
Yang Ji took a look, and saw that the two Golden Kirins indeed had a majestic presence befitting purebred creatures, filled with potential.
After observing briefly, he put his thoughts aside and said to Cheng Bailou, "Hall Master Cheng, please co inside!"
"Alright!" Cheng Bailou nodded, and entered the hall with Yang Ji and Bai Gong. Soon after, the two n arrived in a secret room.
Cheng Bailou knew what Yang Ji wanted to do, and cast several restrictions in succession, shielding the room from the detection and perception of others. Then, he took out three or four sets of Immortal Formations to seal the surroundings, extrely cautious.
After all these preparations, he solemnly swept his hand across his abdon to reveal a radiance of seven colors, like rainbows condensing into clouds. Within the glowing mist of seven colors, there ca the sound of water splashing, as if fish were slapping against the bank.
Following that, the head of a fish erged. It was the size of a fist, with eyes clear and pure, like a child untouched by the world's affairs. But upon looking longer, one would realize that those clear and luminous eyes seed to contain an entire universe within them.
Splash!
The fish breached the surface, and the Prophetic Fish erged fully.
Besides its seven colors, it looked no different from a koi.
It swam slowly within the seven-colored halo, staring incessantly at Yang Ji.
"This is the little fish. You better not bully it," Cheng Bailou said with so nervousness, then threatened fiercely, "Little fish, if he bullies you, just scream once, and I'll imdiately constrain the Immortal Formations and turn his world upside down."
"..." Yang Ji gave Cheng Bailou a glance and then turned to the Prophetic Fish, "Follow !"
He opened the portal to the Mountain Sea Pearl and flew in first.
The Prophetic Fish hesitated for a mont but followed, swimming after him.
"Take a good look at . Am I not the greatest terror in the world?" Yang Ji said slowly, looking at the Prophetic Fish wrapped in a mass of seven-colored light.
"Sure! I want to take a good look too!" The Prophetic Fish spoke up, its voice young and tender.
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