A heartwarming daily life farming novel, occasionally also a passionate epic.
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After this, the Zhuo Ri Huang Yu Sect finally fell silent until now, when the news of the emperor's death and Chi Feng's death spread and became known to everyone.
Back then, it was just suspicion and assumption, but no one expected the truth to be so cruel. Even the Xiangyu Sect, who had been mentally prepared, were surprised.
Now that the emperor has passed away, and in addition to what was stated in the Phoenix Fire Edict, the previous ban on the Xiangyu Sect is naturally no longer effective. In order to win over this sect, King Dai has even sent his beloved third son to visit as a token of his sincerity and respect.
On the broad, white main road, the steps were like white jade. The envoys who came to visit the mountain climbed up step by step. The golden and bronze wind-bells on both sides of the road swayed in the wind, collided with each other, and made a cool tinkling sound. When they reached the top of the mountain, the disciples of the Xiangyu Sect began to stand quietly on both sides of the stairs, waiting.
They all wore yellow feathered robes, carried fire wu swords on their waists, wore vertical crowns on their heads, and had extraordinary demeanor. The lowest among them was at the sixth level, and above them were rows of seventh-level true disciples. The crowds were numerous and the momentum was grand.
At first, King Dai and his companions could still look around calmly, but as they climbed the stairs, they faced more and more disciples from the sect, and the overwhelming aura made them sway like a small boat on the waves.
Although these disciples of the Xiangyu Sect showed no hostility, just by standing on both sides in such a coordinated manner, the countless qi resonated as one, as if they were one person. The sound waves formed were silent and terrifying, shocking the visiting delegation.
As one of the direct descendants of Phoenix, as the direct line of Xuanwu, the Huangyu School can be said to have inherited the strengths of the East and the West. Such means of coordinated resonance can be achieved by relying on formations even if it is not from the Lubing lineage (war sequence).
Under such momentum, everyone in the delegation gradually fell silent until they slowly reached the platform on the top of the mountain.
The faint sound of chimes echoed, and as the inner disciples, standing with swords in hand, stepped aside, Jin Hua, protected by several high-ranking fellow disciples, finally slowly emerged from the palace and approached the delegation. Meanwhile, the group from the Fenxiang Guanxing Mansion, who had ascended the mountain from a side path, also arrived at the summit square and were greeted by Jin Hua.
"Greetings, Your Highness."
After a simple bow, Jin Hua raised her head and took a closer look at the third son of King Dai who was not far away. Seeing that he was constantly looking at her face and body, a helpless smile appeared on her face. It seemed that due to her strength problem, she could not intimidate this man.
Ever since she abandoned her cultivation that year, she has suffered severe internal injuries. Even though she can start practicing again, she can no longer make rapid progress like before. Now she has only just recovered to the sixth level.
This is an unreachable realm for ordinary people, but for a sect like the Xiangyu Sect, it is far from enough. The several junior sisters and brothers accompanying her now are all real eighth-level beings. Fortunately, many of them have received her guidance, and the friendship is still there, and they will not neglect her. However, she will not be treated like this when facing outsiders.
Thinking about this in her mind, Jinhua shook her head slightly and welcomed everyone into the palace behind her.
The sound of conversation rang out in this cool and empty hall. The group sent by King Dai explained their purpose and said that they would overturn the verdict on the Xiangyu Sect and restore the friendship between the dynasty and the Xiangyu Sect in the future.
Faced with these praises and solicitations, Jinhua just shook her head in the hall, not refusing but not agreeing either.
To be honest, she didn't want to get involved in the fight between King Dai and the world, but as the head of the Xiangyu Sect, she had to consider how the Xiangyu Sect would cope in the future if King Dai finally unified the world.
Now that I have taken over the position of the head from the senior in my master's sect, I can no longer be limited to personal feelings, but must consider more and more far-reaching things.
After a conversation, the envoys saw that Jin Hua did not agree, so they had to give up in disappointment. After that, Jin Hua and the group from Fenxiang Guanxing Mansion reminisced about the past and greeted each other.
After it got dark, everyone left the palace. The envoys and visitors were led to a special residence to rest, while Jinhua also returned to the depths of the palace on the top of the mountain to think alone.
A resting place for everyone in the Burning Incense and Stargazing Mansion.
Several team leaders stood together at the railing of the pavilion, looking at the quiet woods under the starry night sky, with twinkling fireflies and peaceful rustling leaves like the tide.
“It’s still beautiful here.”
"Yes, that Senior Sister Jinhua, although her strength is not as strong as before, she still manages the Xiangyu Sect very well. The sect has produced many outstanding disciples. Even our Fenxiang Guanxing Mansion has to admit that the Xiangyu Sect is the main branch and has greater strength."
After the major events five years ago, the Xiangyu Sect lost about one-third of its disciples, but the remaining members are still awe-inspiring. Among them, there are more than a thousand true disciples above the seventh level, and there are also seven independent eighth-level core members. As for the ordinary sixth-level inner disciples, they are as numerous as yellow leaves in the mountains.
Compared with the Xiangyu Sect, there are only about 800 seventh-level true disciples in the Fenxiang Guanxing Mansion, and only five core members of the eighth level. This is already a good strength among many upper sects and can be ranked in the upper middle position, but it is still a level lower than the main lineage.
"Master visited the Xiangyu Sect thirty years ago. At that time, Jinhua had just begun to show her talent and was still very young. She followed behind the then-Supreme Immortal Qingyu and was a little shy." One of the disciples leaned back in a rattan chair, enjoying the comfortable evening breeze, and told the description he heard from the master.
"Later, I heard that she had inherited the throne and didn't want to see her again. Now she is such a beautiful person."
"Hehehe, are you tempted? In fact, intermarriage among the four branches of our Xuanwu clan is quite common." Another disciple turned around from the window sill and asked with a smile.
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