Tang Yu Niang, who was eating various kinds of fairy fruits with her head down, listened quietly to the conversations of the people around her.
Occasionally she would look up, look at the dark-skinned young man in the crowd on the platform, and then glance at her own sect leader.
As a person who has been through this, she always felt that the relationship between her sect leader and this powerful young man was more than just that of fellow disciples.
Ever since she followed Bai Rou's advice nine years ago, she was initially afraid that the Nascent Soul cultivator would suddenly come to Muliu Sect and accuse them of lying and committing a crime.
Then, it is possible that the Muliu Clan would be driven out of here directly.
But as day after day passed, what she worried about never happened.
The deacon from Laojun Peak did not believe it at first, but just accepted the puppet and said he would report it to his superiors.
When Tang Yu Niang went there again, the other party really stopped lowering the price in subsequent transactions.
Moreover, the deacons there have changed a lot in their attitude towards him, which has made the income of the sect very stable in the past nine years.
Tang Yu Niang was both happy and surprised about this. It turned out that her sect leader could actually use the connections of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
However, this incident made Tang Yu Niang see more things, but she would not say anything and would only keep guessing in her heart.
Tang Yu Niang spent most of her time eating with her head down, listening to the conversation between Bai Rou and Sun Guoshu.
What Bai Rou and the others were talking about was not a secret, so they didn't use the sound transmission technique at all.
Therefore, Tang Yu Niang who was beside him also heard it clearly. She immediately confirmed that her previous guess about the relationship between this Senior Sun and her own sect leader was wrong. There was absolutely no romantic relationship between the two.
"The Sect Master occasionally looked at the stage with a somewhat evasive gaze..."
Tang Yu Niang felt that the look in Master Bai's eyes was familiar to her. It was very similar to the ones in the sect where the maids had developed feelings for each other.
For a moment, her woman's curiosity began to expand infinitely...
If Bai Rou knew what Tang Yu Niang was thinking at this time, she would probably be even more confused and would never take Tang Yu Niang with her again.
Just as Bai Rou and the others were talking, a few rays of light fell below the platform, attracting a lot of people's attention.
Because these people landed here directly, and there were no disciples from the Wuliang Sect to guide them to their location.
The light faded, revealing several figures.
"Li Wuyi!"
Qiu Jiuzhen, who was not far away, narrowed his eyes slightly. The auras of the people who came over were very heavy. The leader was the handsome and elegant young man—Li Wuyi.
Behind him was Li Changting, who was wearing a red dress and had skin as white as snow, and Miao Wangqing, who had an increasingly plump figure.
Then came Wei Chituo and two handsome young men in long robes, one purple and one white, whom Qiu Jiuzhen did not recognize.
“There really isn’t a single vulgar person in Xiaozhu Peak. This Li Wuyi is not only one small realm higher than me, but it seems that he is not far from the False Infant Realm.
That Wei Chituo's cultivation is not inferior to mine, and those two young men are also from Xiaozhu Peak..."
Qiu Jiuzhen's spiritual sense swept across these people. After Li Wuyi sensed it, he also looked over here and nodded slightly to her.
Li Changting, who was standing at the side, showed a charming smile the moment he saw Qiu Jiuzhen. This was an old acquaintance.
"Oh, I haven't seen the girl from the Qiu family for many years. She has become more and more beautiful. Who can be your Taoist partner? It would be a feast for the eyes every day!"
Over the years, because of some territorial issues in the South China Sea of the Taixuan Sect, the Wuliang Sect and the Taixuan Sect have fought secretly many times.
Qiu Jiuzhen herself led people to fight with the disciples of the Wangliang Sect several times. She was beautiful, but she was extremely ruthless.
Many disciples of the Wangliang Sect died at her hands, including many foundation-building disciples who had never left the peak.
This made Li Changting very unhappy. She subsequently took on several missions, but never met Qiu Jiuzhen.
Although he also killed many foundation-building monks from the Taixuan Sect and suspected Pure Land Sect and Shibuyuan, he still felt extremely depressed.
The sound was not loud at Li Changting, but some monks nearby could hear it very clearly.
Qiu Jiuzhen just frowned, but before she could say anything, the monks from Taixuan Sect were dissatisfied.
"We are here to congratulate you. Could it be that Master Li is looking for trouble?"
A Taoist priest from Taixuan Sect stood up suddenly.
"Master Li, this is not your way of entertaining guests, right?"
Another person stared over.
"Beyond the fame, it's just so-so..."
Someone spoke with disdain.
"Oh, you guys are very hot-tempered. Flowers need water to grow! Even if you are protecting a flower, there is only one..."
Li Changting was no pushover, but before she could finish her words, Li Wuyi pulled her sleeve.
"Hehehe... You are all honored guests for coming to congratulate me! We are all acquaintances, we are all acquaintances... She was just joking.
Fellow Daoist Qiu, you know my wife's character. She is outspoken on a daily basis. Don't take it too seriously!
Changting, why are you talking nonsense? Today is not the time for jokes! ! "
Li Wuyi first clasped his fists towards Qiu Jiuzhen, then glared at Li Changting with dissatisfaction on his face.
A few people from the Taixuan Sect were planning to continue pursuing accountability, but at this time a few gazes swept over from above the platform.
Suddenly, both sides felt an invisible pressure coming over them, and the monks under the pressure found it difficult to breathe.
The pressure was released only for a moment and then withdrawn. Apparently, the brief quarrel here attracted the attention of the Nascent Soul cultivator above.
Li Yan saw it when Li Wuyi and the others just arrived, and he also sent a message to Li Wuyi.
"Big Brother!"
Li Wuyi smiled at him and replied via voice transmission.
"Master's Wife and Min'er can't come. They are still in seclusion!! Your third senior brother has been out for a few years. Now I don't know where he is. He hasn't come back either."
As for Zhao Min's situation, Li Yan had actually learned about it from Wei Chongran last night. Zhao Min had not come out since she went into seclusion ten years ago.
Li Yan didn't think much of this. If he couldn't attend the Infant Formation Ceremony, then he couldn't attend. He didn't want to get involved in these things, but as a player in the game, he couldn't get out of it.
After the people below felt that they were being watched by a Nascent Soul cultivator, they immediately stopped arguing.
The people from Taixuan Sect glared at Li Changting fiercely, then sat down one after another.
The female Taoist priest who was as famous as the oriole also had a puffed-up face. After listening to Li Changting's somewhat explicit words, her face blushed with shame, which made her look very cute.
"Humph, that female cultivator from the Wuliang Sect is so shameless, she actually said this about her senior sister, who is an unmarried girl, pure and innocent."
The female Taoist thought indignantly in her heart.
Li Changting flicked his sleeves and broke free from Li Wuyi's hand.
She had long wanted to meet Qiu Jiuzhen, but she knew that it wouldn't happen today.
The Wuliang Sect does not have the reputation of being righteous like the other three sects. Its style of doing things has always been to do whatever it wants. This has also resulted in the disciples in the sect having all kinds of strange personalities, doing things insidiously, and taking revenge.
Li Wuyi shook his head helplessly. Li Changting's temperament could not be changed at all.
Time passed quickly, and after another half incense stick, more and more monks came to the stage.
People familiar to Li Yan, such as Baili Yuan from the Wangliang Sect, Du Sanjiang, Chu Weili, Wang Tian, Zuo Shengyan, etc., have also come.
Some of the Nascent Soul cultivators on the stage couldn't help but frown, as the Grand Nascent Soul Formation Ceremony was about to begin, but there were still quite a few Nascent Soul cultivators from major sects who had not arrived yet.
Apart from those who are in seclusion or traveling, there are also quite a few Nascent Soul cultivators who should have arrived by now.
With the hearing of these Nascent Souls, they could clearly hear the situation at the mountain gate, as well as the words of congratulations and promises from the disciples of the Wuliang Sect.
At this time, there were still many first-rate sects whose names had not been reported, which meant that not only did the other party not send out any Nascent Soul cultivators, they did not even send out any Golden Core cultivators.
"If no one from these sects comes in the end, it will be a real slap in the face of the Wuliang Sect!"
Some people thought about it in their hearts, but their faces remained expressionless.
Especially at this time, the cultivators from the Ten-Step Courtyard had not shown up, and Mo Qing's face became a little embarrassed.
At this moment, Mo Qing suddenly stood up and shouted loudly.
"Who dares to break into my sect?"
At the same time, the other people on the platform also showed strange expressions.
At this time, it was not long before the Infant Formation Ceremony began, and the light flying in the sky was becoming increasingly sparse.
And just as Mo Qing shouted, a dazzling ray of light did not pass through the gate of the Wuliang Sect, but directly passed through the gate, rushed directly into the inner sect area, and headed straight for Laojun Peak.
Today is the Wuliang Sect's infant-forming ceremony, and with so many cultivators coming to the sect, the Wuliang Sect's protective formation has not been activated to avoid arousing suspicion in others.
Anyway, with a Nascent Soul cultivator in charge, no one in the sect is worried.
The dazzling white light came straight towards him without any obstruction, at an incredibly fast speed. When Mo Qing shouted, the dazzling white light was still thousands of miles away.
Before Mo Qing's voice fell, he had already flown above Laojun Peak in an instant. This made the disciples guarding the mountain gate a little dazed when they heard Mo Qing's shout, and they didn't react at all.
As soon as the blinding white light reached the sky, a somewhat weak voice was heard from the light.
"There are... there are remnants of the demon clan ambushing us... puff..."
The dazzling white light quickly faded as the other party spoke, revealing seven or eight figures riding on a huge flying sword, led by a young woman in white.
She had a graceful figure, but her robe, which was originally whiter than snow, was now covered with shocking bloodstains, and her cold face looked pale.
Before she could finish her sentence, her cherry-like mouth opened and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the body of the young woman in white shook in the air.
"Uncle Master!"
"Uncle Master!"
“… … ”
The people behind her hurriedly stepped forward. They were all at the Jindan level, and Wang Lang was among them.
But at this time, they didn't look much better, and they all had injuries on their bodies.
Moreover, the injuries of several people seemed to be very serious. There were cracks on their exposed spiritual treasure-level clothes, and there was a mess of blood and flesh inside.
"It's Daoist Fellow Yu Yuan..."
"What happened to Fellow Daoist Yuyuan?"
"Ambush by the remnants of the demon clan?"
At once, several voices were heard from the platform, some earlier and some slower, and everyone stood up one after another.
Although the female cultivator called Yu Yuan's voice was not loud just now, there were cultivators on and off the stage, and everyone could hear it very clearly.
After Mo Qing and Wei Chongran glanced at each other quickly, they did not make any more moves to cast the soundproofing ban. At this time, everyone below had already heard the word "demons", and it was useless to try to stop them.
The monks from the sects and immortal cultivation families below were all staring here with horror on their faces.
Yu Yuan pushed away a female disciple who came forward to support her. Her body shook again, and she flew down. She staggered and barely stood on the platform.
Several white-robed swordsmen behind him also fell down one after another. Seeing that Yu Yuan seemed to be seriously injured, they looked anxious.
As soon as Yu Yuan stood still, a light flashed in her hand, and several small jade bottles appeared in her palm.
The cork popped open instantly, and three or four pills flew into her mouth in an instant. Then she glanced back and saw Wang Lang standing in front of her.
“You… you say!”
After she uttered only a few words, blood oozed from the corners of her mouth, and then she sat down cross-legged on the platform.
Upon hearing this, Wang Lang hurriedly took a step forward and bowed to Mo Qing and the others, but before he could finish the ceremony, he spoke hastily.
"My dear seniors, we were ambushed on the way to the Wuliang Sect. The enemy was led by two demon generals and more than ten demons attacked at the same time.
Uncle-Master Yu Yuan was injured in a surprise attack by two demon generals of the same level!
In the end, he used his secret technique to burn his blood and spirit, and finally led us to escape, but… Junior Sister Wu Shan and three junior brothers died…died!"