Chapter 1 Chapter 1 "The Taoist is like the bright moon in the sky...
"Your husband doesn't love you." A dark and beautiful voice, like the whisper of a ghost, echoed in her ears. "It seems that no one here doubts this."
The ancient sect that has stood the test of time lies quietly in the spring mountains, and the noisy voices of people are intertwined with the copper bells under the eaves.
The edge of the square was crowded with people. A disciple of Xuanqing Sect, dressed in white flowing cloud gauze robes, was maintaining order. Suddenly, he heard a commotion from the crowd. He looked up and saw a group of people with extraordinary bearing walking towards him. Leading them was a young man who was also dressed in the same robes as him.
As the man approached, the crowd's noise intensified, with exclamations rising one after another. Someone couldn't help but scream, "Zixiao Daojun!"
The crowd began to push and shove, and a female cultivator in front staggered in the chaos. With a "pop", the jade pendant on her waist flew out and landed at the feet of the young man.
The clear sound of jade hitting each other silenced the crowd.
A hand with long knuckles and broad bones picked up the jade pendant, took a few steps forward, and handed it to the female cultivator.
The female cultivator raised her eyes from the jade pendant blankly, and what came into her eyes was a handsome face with picturesque eyebrows and eyes that were clear and upright. A blush suddenly spread across her face. She took the jade pendant and stammered, "Thank you, thank you, Daojun."
The young man nodded, said nothing more, and walked away.
The female cultivator looked at the row of pine and stone-like figures, and her expression couldn't help but reveal a trace of trance and obsession.
"Zixiao Daojun is indeed as handsome and graceful as the rumors say, like a god descended from heaven."
"It would be great if I could be that close to him and have a word with him."
Dozens of eyes were cast towards the female cultivator in front. The female cultivator seemed to sense something and tightly grasped the jade pendant.
"Well, even if I can talk, what's the use? A Taoist immortal like him won't see ordinary women like us."
"Sister, you are beautiful and have made great achievements in your cultivation. Why do you have to belittle yourself?"
"But no matter how hard I try..." the voice was filled with deep disappointment and resentment, "I'm still not qualified to attend the Immortal Alliance Conference. Even the chance to sit at the same table with Daojun is a luxury."
The Immortal Alliance Conference was held at the Genshan Square of Xuanqing Sect. Those who could attend were the best from various sects in Jiuzhou. Although the others came to Xuanqing Sect with their sects, they could only stand under the high platform and watch from afar.
The reason why the meeting was not held in the Taishi Hall was because the eldest disciple of Xuanqing Sect was about to break through the barrier, and Genshan was her retreat.
This eldest disciple has practiced the ice and snow mental method and has achieved outstanding accomplishments. Together with Zixiao Daojun Chen Qian, he is known as the "Two Heroes of Xuanqing". This time, he is expected to break through to the realm of godhood, attracting the attention of Jiuzhou.
All the sects from the nine continents gathered at Xuanqing Sect. Compared to the annual Immortal Alliance Conference, many people were more concerned about whether she could successfully break through.
If she can, she will become the first deity in the world.
By then, the landscape of the cultivation world will change.
The crowd was noisy, talking about the senior sister's breakthrough, her childhood sweetheart relationship with the Taoist Master, and the regret that the two could not become Taoist companions...
“Big Sister doesn’t like Chen Qian.”
A clear female voice interrupted at an inopportune moment, and the chattering female cultivators suddenly quieted down.
Everyone turned around at the same time and saw that the person who spoke was a woman in red. She was pretty, wearing gold jewelry on her head, and her appearance was still childish.
Someone unconvincedly asked the woman in red, "How do you know?"
The woman in red said calmly, "Chen Qian has already achieved enlightenment."
Zixiao Taoist Master Chen Qian is famous throughout the world, but the one who formed a Taoist alliance with him is a little-known fellow disciple.
There are rumors that Daojun fell into the trap of that woman and had no choice but to submit for the sake of the sect's reputation.
There were even rumors that the Taoist companion was ugly, had vulgar manners, and was a maid of humble origin.
Everyone was already a little unhappy when they heard the red-dressed woman call out Chen Qian's name. Then one of them said, "Even if they're married, can't they just get divorced? A Taoist master as bright as the moon in the sky, is he really going to spend his whole life with a vulgar woman?"
The woman in red didn't seem to want to argue with them and turned to leave.
"This junior sister also looks like a member of the Xuanqing Sect. Don't you like Daojun?"
The woman in red paused, turned around, and looked at the person asking the question with her clear black and white eyes: "What?"
The person who asked this question didn't feel embarrassed at all, and said frankly: "There are so many women who admire Daojun, but we know that we are ugly and unworthy of him. It's just that seeing your sect's senior sister and Daojun, who are so talented and beautiful, they can't achieve the right result through cultivation, so I can't help but feel angry."
"Look." The man pointed to the platform in the distance.
The woman in red looked in the direction indicated. On the high platform, Zixiao Daojun Chen Qian was talking to someone. He lowered his head slightly to listen, revealing half of his profile. His nose bridge was high, and he looked awe-inspiring and unapproachable.
The person who was talking to Shen Qian was a woman. Since she could sit in the audience at the Zhongling Terrace, her identity must be extraordinary.
Even though Chen Qian already had a Taoist partner, it seemed that many people still had a good impression of him - the woman in red understood what the other party meant without saying it.
But she only glanced at him once before looking away: "If being angry was useful, you and Shen Qian would have grown old together."
After saying this, he left without looking back, regardless of the female cultivator opposite him whose face suddenly turned red.
"Who is she? How rude of her!"
"The Xuanqing Sect has strict rules, and she doesn't even wear her sect uniform. How unruly!"
"That..." Someone cautiously speculated, "Do you think she is the lowly Taoist companion of the Taoist Master?"
"How could it be?! Didn't they say that woman was ugly and weird? If she could look like this..." The person who spoke was obviously a little unconvinced, but still said truthfully, "Although she is not as good as their sect's eldest sister, they have been married for three years. How could Daojun dislike her?"
"Does the Dao Lord hate his Dao companion? Where did you hear that?"
"Of course he hates her. Otherwise, why didn't the Taoist Master bring his Taoist companion to such a grand event? Isn't it because he thinks she is not presentable enough?"
"Besides, everyone is here today to wait for the eldest sister of Xuanqing Sect to come out of retreat and break through. Daojun might also want to protect the eldest sister."
The girls were chattering about it when suddenly one of them screamed.
"Ah, what is that! Why are you burning me?"
"What...Ah! Don't touch me!"
There seemed to be a dispute among several people, and there was chaos. The previous scene of common hatred and hatred suddenly disappeared.
The woman in red looked at the sudden chaos for a moment, then retracted her gaze, turned a small path, and was about to enter the platform where the various sects were seated when she was unexpectedly stopped by someone.
The disciple in sect uniform scratched his head, looking embarrassed: "Junior Sister Yao Ning, there is no seat for you inside."
Yao Ning nodded, his tone calm: "I know, I just want to find Xia Chenqian, say a word and leave."
"this……"
Yao Ning paused and smiled: "It doesn't matter, then I won't look for it."
She smiled at the obviously relieved disciple and said, "Brother, have you been on duty here all day? Have you eaten yet?"
The disciple's relieved expression instantly turned into a bit of helplessness: "There are so many people and so many things to do, I haven't had a chance yet."
Yao Ning handed him a steamed bun wrapped in oil paper and said with a smile: "It's still hot. I don't need it anyway, so give it to you, Senior Brother."
The disciple looked at the buns, the fragrant aroma made his mouth spit. He swallowed his saliva and looked at Yao Ning's bright eyes. After a moment of hesitation, he took the bun and sighed, "I really can't go in."
Yao Ning lowered his eyes: "Yeah."
He took a bite of the bun and said, "I'll ask someone to pass on the message for you."
After the disciple left, the smile on Yao Ning's face quickly faded.
She stood straight, the early spring breeze was chilly, and the falling petals rolled up and landed in her hair.
From this position, you can see the backs of Chen Qian and the woman next to him not far away, very close to each other.
A young disciple quickly ran over and looked at Yao Ning curiously: "What do you want to say?"
"Please tell Chen Qian that I need to see him for something, and ask him to come out for a moment."
"OK."
The young disciple quickly ran over, walked through the rows of seats, leaned over to Chen Qian's ear and said something, then gestured in the direction of Yao Ning behind him.
Chen Qian's back did not move.
The young disciple nodded to Chen Qian and quickly ran back.
"Big Brother said he's busy and wants you to go on the sect mission as soon as possible. Don't miss out, eh..."
Without waiting for the young disciple to finish speaking, Yao Ning turned around and left without hesitation.
The Immortal Alliance Conference soon began. A voice came from beside Chen Qian: "Are you worried about Yao Ning? Why didn't you go see her just now?"
Chen Qian: “No.”
"Then what are you nervous about?"
Chen Qian looked behind the high platform, where Chu Liangxiu was in seclusion in Gen Mountain.
"Master Sister hasn't come out yet."
"Yao Ning..."
"She is always busy! Can't you see that everyone here is busy? Who has time to care about her?" The young man next to Shen Qian curled his lips.
Chen Qian frowned and said nothing.
The young man continued, "Just wait and see. It's just a small task to eliminate a monster. She will definitely find an excuse to send a message to you. She has no idea how annoying she is..."
"That's enough." Shen Qian said.
As the Immortal Alliance Conference was drawing to a close, snowflakes began to fall from the sky, a biting cold air blew in the air, and the world seemed to have fallen silent.
Chen Qian's eyes suddenly became hot as he looked behind Zhong Lingtai.
A woman in an ice-blue dress walked out of the void. Her snow-white hair reached her ankles. Her skin was fair and clear, and her face was expressionless.
Chu Liangxiu, the chief disciple of Xuanqing Sect, has come out of seclusion.
The voices on the field suddenly dropped, and everyone turned their eyes to this beautiful yet cold woman.
Chu Liangxiu gathered the overflowing spiritual power, the silence disappeared, the fallen snow melted, the warmth of spring and the singing of birds rang out again, but everyone present held their breath.
If one succeeds in breaking through the realm of the Great Perfection of Out-of-Body Realm, he will become a spirit.
Chen Qian's gaze was fixed on the senior sister.
Chu Liangxiu spat out a mouthful of blood.
Before anyone could react, she stretched out her hand, and an ice-blue heavy sword appeared. She swung the sword down, and the spiritual current stirred up a strong wind. Her voice was clearly heard by everyone.
"Enemy attack."
A short, tail-dragging monster suddenly appeared in the air, leaving everyone present stunned. The Immortal Alliance Conference had gathered the mightiest beings from all over the world, so how had such a low-level monster managed to slip past everyone's sight and appear here?!
Because everything was so shocking and absurd, no one moved for several breaths.
After Chu Liangxiu swung out with his sword, he suddenly flew backwards, got up, and fell into the ground with a "bang".
Chen Qian was the first to come back to his senses, and he used his voice to bless the spiritual power and spread the message to the whole sect.
"Demon World Invasion!"
The cold voice echoed through the mountains, and everyone woke up as if from a dream.
Low-level monsters weren't enough to frighten everyone present. A young cultivator slowly straightened his clothes and said with a smile, "I never thought the Xuanqing Sect, renowned throughout the Nine Continents, would be so careless in its defenses..."
He couldn't finish the rest of the words as a hole as big as a bowl suddenly appeared in his chest. The smile on his face was still there, but the light in his eyes was gone in an instant.
Killing a Nascent Soul cultivator with one strike is definitely not something a monster can do.
There are even more powerful and terrifying existences here.
Everyone became alert.
Chu Liangxiu swung his sword and chopped back, and his wrist snapped, breaking with flesh and bone.
She still had no expression on her face, but her eyes suddenly lit up with a hint of excitement.
Chu Liangxiu's embarrassed and miserable figure fell into Shen Qian's eyes. He frowned and moved forward, but at this moment the jade pendant on his waist flashed red.
Chen Qian paused.
A five-foot square curtain of water opened before my eyes.
In the water curtain, Yao Ning was pinned to the ground by something invisible and unable to move. His situation was exactly the same as that of his senior sister Chu Liangxiu, and the background was eerie and terrifying.
She said, "Husband, save me."
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