Chapter 34 Unseen (Part Six) The Sacred Gate is about to open, the Immortal Gathering will begin. ...
Qingzhu pondered upon hearing this, as did Xun Feifei, who was also lost in thought while turning the meat over. Biqing, unable to contain herself any longer, asked while holding her bowl, "What does it mean?"
Lin Feiran recalled: "According to past practice, whenever there is a pilgrimage ceremony, the four major sects and the eight great families would hold a small immortal gathering in advance. At that time, all sects would gather together and, under the guise of discussing the Dao, either engage in literary or martial arts competitions to predict the situation of the ceremony."
This mini-celestial procession is being held at the Daohe Palace.
"So that's what it is." Qingzhu understood, and then added with a light smile to Biqing and the others, "It is called a discussion on immortals, but in fact it is just to find out beforehand whether each sect has any unparalleled tigers, so as not to be caught off guard on the day of the ceremony."
"But this Little Immortal Gathering only happened a few days ago, and I returned to the Demon Realm to spread this news. How did you find out?"
Lin Feiran straightened his back and said mysteriously, "That's not important. I have my own wonderful teachings."
Xun Feifei raised her eyes: "You want to take this opportunity to cause a big scene?"
Lin Feiran suddenly stood up, a white light flashing from his arm: "It's not a big fuss, it's just that the Little Immortal Gathering is so lively, so I'm just giving them a fireworks display as appropriate!"
The scene was quiet, save for the sizzling of the grilled meat.
Seeing everyone looking up at him, Lin Feiran immediately sat down without making a sound, her ears slightly warm: "If you're tired of sitting, stand up and stretch your muscles."
Biqing covered her mouth, but still couldn't help but let out a few laughs. Xuanzhen stuffed a few more bites of roasted meat into her mouth to shut her up. Xun Feifei looked at her, his eyes filled with a hint of sorrow. He had a premonition that he might miss the reserved and naive Lin Feiran in the future.
Only Qingzhu smiled and unfolded his fan, the folding fan with "I don't eat" written on it gently waving out a breeze: "If Miss Feiran is trustworthy, why not discuss it with us and make a detailed plan? Besides, with Xun Feifei here, what you want to do will definitely be much simpler."
Lin Feiran turned his head and saw Xun Feifei squatting by the stove, fanning herself to make the charcoal inside the oven glow even redder and brighter, releasing a mouthwatering aroma of meat.
Upon hearing this, he looked up, his pale lips slightly raised, and a hint of color appeared in his usually indifferent eyes. He said without any modesty, "Indeed."
Qingzhu waved her fan: "Xun Feifei's clan's secret technique is quite remarkable."
Lin Feiran then realized that she still did not know what race Xun Feifei belonged to. Moreover, the demon race was distinguished by bloodline and had no surname. So why was he called Xun Feifei?
Despite having many questions in their minds, none of them could resist the sight of the nearly cooked roasted meat. Apart from Qingzhu, everyone was tempted. Lin Feiran was only distracted for a moment when there was no more cooked meat on the stove.
"..."
"Alright, alright," Lin Feiran rolled up his sleeves, laid out another layer of raw meat, and prepared to wait for the next battlefield.
Suddenly, a small bowl of roasted meat was moved in front of her. She turned her head and saw Qingzhu. He winked at her and smiled.
"Eating with them is like fighting over food with ferocious tigers; you can't be distracted for even a moment. Xun Feifei said that your spiritual veins are unusual and you need to eat to replenish your energy, so this bowl is for you."
He then unfolded his folding fan, on which the four large characters "We do not eat" were written in a flowing, elegant style. He said, "Our Green Bamboo Clan are all vegetarians and do not eat meat."
Upon hearing this, Lin Feiran thanked them and accepted the entire sum of money without further ado, as she was indeed extremely hungry.
Amidst the chaos, the group still had the energy to discuss Daohe Palace and his party, and finally made a decision.
...
"Are you going to Daohe Palace?" Ru Xian looked up at her upon hearing this. "What are you going to do there?"
Lin Feiran said seriously, "Go set off fireworks."
Ru Xian's eyes showed a hint of surprise, but then she thought of something and chuckled, "Then let's go. Daohe Palace isn't a place you can't go to."
He sat casually by the window, legs crossed, the night breeze ruffling his snowy hair and swirling around a gold coin between his fingers.
On the windowsill, several bunches of rosy flowers of different colors were arranged. Beside the flowers was a jade cauldron. At this moment, a snow-white jade rabbit was pounding the flowers under the moonlight, and the bright red juice splashed onto its fair knuckles and dripped down.
With a sharp, smacking sound, she flicked her finger across the Jade Rabbit's head, the sound like pearls, the last syllable drawn out: "If all medicine-pounding rabbits were as clumsy as you, Heng'e would have died of anger long ago."
The jade rabbit lowered its head, its drooping ears showing a hint of grievance, yet it had no choice but to keep pounding away like a donkey pulling a millstone. In between glances, it looked at Lin Feiran, its green eyes, like mung beans, brimming with tears.
It's you, you idiot!
Lin Feiran was shocked. It was indeed not easy to work under Ru Xian. Even when pounding flowers, one had to transform into the shape of a jade rabbit.
Ru Xian's gaze lingered on the man and the rabbit before stopping, turning to look at Lin Feiran, whose profile was thus outlined by the solitary moonlight.
"To be honest, I've never seen fireworks before. How do you plan to set them off?"
Lin Feiran asked in surprise, "How could I not have seen it before? Didn't you often travel in the human realm when you were young?"
"Yes." He turned his gaze away, looking at the bright moon in the clouds, and said lazily, "Fireworks in the human world are mostly set off during festivals and celebrations. It's probably because I've been unlucky and have had many misfortunes that I haven't had the chance to see them even after traveling for so many years. Is that what you wanted to say?"
Lin Feiran paused: "No."
She didn't speak again, but Ru Xian heard a soft "plop" sound. He looked back and saw a white light, the size of a peanut, slowly rise from her palm. It rose about an inch and then burst open with a bang, turning into sparse streams of light that scattered like a few tiny star showers.
"Fireworks are probably like this, but they're just imitations and can't compare to the real thing."
Ru Xian seemed a little dazed, lost in thought, while Han Huo, clutching the jade pestle, its green eyes gleaming, chirped softly and flicked its tail, clearly delighted.
He stared at the streaks of light for a moment, then his gaze fell on Lin Feiran. She stood quietly under the eaves, about an arm's length away from him, dressed in an inconspicuous black robe, her eyes glistening with dew and shimmering with light.
She always seemed uncomfortable entering his inner chambers. Whenever she stepped inside, she would stiffen slightly, sitting as straight as a board, feeling like she was sitting on pins and needles. Her eyes would not easily wander, and she would hurriedly take her leave after a short while.
He didn't ask any more questions, but he couldn't sleep at night. In addition, the evening breeze had been pleasant lately, so he often sat by the window to admire the moon and feel the breeze. She could only stand on the veranda to discuss matters with him. This was more relaxing than in the inner palace, and she even had the energy to set off fireworks.
He opened his mouth as if to ask a question, but the words changed on the tip of his tongue and turned into another sentence: "Since you did not perform any incantations or hand seals, how did this Dharma image appear?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Feiran's eyebrows arched slightly, a hint of pride in his eyes: "This is not a Dharma form, this is spiritual power. I comprehended it during a hundred or so battles. I am probably the only one in the world who knows it."
She interrupted him, her eyes filled with expectation, as if waiting for him to ask "why." Her gaze flickered, and she only gave a soft reply from her throat.
Seeing her expression change slightly, he lowered his eyes to look at the idiot, concealing his smile, and casually fed it the gold coins in his hand, then tapped its head with his finger: "Don't be lazy."
The burly man chewed on the gold coins, and immediately began hammering with ferocious abandon.
"My Lord, what do you need this Xiahua flower juice for?" Lin Feiran asked, somewhat frustrated.
“I have a strand of silver silk woven into a thread. When dyed with this rosy flower, it can produce a bright red color. When it shines, it is like a sky full of rosy clouds, just like daytime. This will help me sleep well at night.”
Lin Feiran asked in bewilderment, "Lord, why not stay in the demon realm during the day and go to the human realm at night, so that it is daytime all the time?"
"..."
Lin Feiran knew she had no choice, so she took another jade pestle and went to the windowsill to grind the flower juice.
*
The sacred gate is about to open, and the gathering of immortals will begin.
Ten days ago, the powerful figures of various sects and the lords of aristocratic families gathered together, paid their respects, and drew lots to select the place for their immortal journey: the Daohe Palace on Mount Sanqing.
Because it is unknown who will win and the time is short, most sects and families with a chance of being selected will make some preparations in advance before asking for the divination slips, so as not to be caught off guard later.
After drawing the winning lot, Zhang Chunhe emerged with a smile, bowed to everyone present, and then instructed his disciples to bring out the gold-flecked invitations and distribute them to the crowd.
"The Daohe Palace is fully prepared. The mountain-protecting formation will be activated at that time. You may visit with this golden invitation. I will be waiting for you."
The Lesser Immortal Tour is not as grand as the Pilgrimage Ceremony or the Flying Flower Gathering. In fact, only some important sects and families can participate. The visitors are mostly the outstanding disciples of various sects. Although there are not many people, they are all important figures.
Therefore, whenever a celestial procession travels, the organizing office will routinely activate a grand formation to prevent any accidents from occurring.
In addition to the four major sects of Daohe Palace, Taiji Immortal Sect, Langhuan Sect, and Taixue Academy, those who came to participate in the voting this time also included Longhu Mountain in Zhongzhou, Lu Clan of Dongyuzhou, Murong Clan of Nanpingzhou, Ye Clan of Dazefu in Xixiang, Liao Clan of Beiyuan, and Canxingyu.
As everyone watched as Lin Zhengqing, the Star Lord of Greed, rose from his seat and accepted the gold invitation, their expressions varied, and they remained silent.
The last time the Sacred Valley opened was hundreds of years ago, but the competitions between disciples of various sects are not only held during the Immortal Tour.
"Left and right" is just a title; it doesn't matter what it's called. After each competition, the Imperial Academy will rank the participating disciples based on their ranking, reputation, daily experiences, and potential.
Those cultivators below the level of "Questioning the Heart" are listed on the Azure Cloud Ranking, a name derived from the proverb "To transcend the white snow and ascend straight to the azure clouds."
The list of successful candidates is genuine. Even if some brilliant talents are hidden from the world and fail to make the list, those who are listed are undoubtedly rising stars who have made their mark and are worthy of being called worthy of respect.
Take, for example, Wei Changzai of Daohe Palace, who is ranked first on the Qingyun List.
This person is of noble character, pure in mind, and profound in Taoist arts. Once he draws his sword, all sounds cease. Although he is somewhat cold-hearted, he possesses the elegance of a pine tree and the resilience of a plum blossom, and the grace of a high mountain flower in the cold, inspiring both purity and awe in those who behold him.
Each sect has always used the number of disciples on the list to demonstrate the sect's legacy; the more disciples a sect has, the better its lineage is believed to be.
The Canxing Domain has risen to prominence in less than a century since its establishment, occupying more and more positions on the Azure Cloud Ranking, even surpassing various aristocratic families and imperial academies, and showing signs of squeezing into the ranks of the four major sects.
Cultivation in sects and aristocratic families relies on the inheritance of cultivation methods and ancient books, but neither can be accessed in the Star Domain. Yet, Ding Yi, who appeared out of nowhere, rose to prominence from this point onward.
Who is Ding Yi?
Few people know that Li Changfeng calls him "senior brother," but the Taiji Immortal Sect has never had a disciple named Ding Yi. So where does this "senior brother" come from?
No one knew, and no one dared to ask Li Changfeng.
In the past, the Star Domain only cared about mortal affairs and never participated in the sect competition. Why did it join this time?
Everyone had their own guesses, but no one revealed them aloud. Some people walked straight towards Lin Zhengqing, wanting to exchange a few words of congratulations, but he simply took a few gold invitations, didn't look at anyone else, and left in a hurry. He came and went in a hurry.
The crowd was in an uproar.
Zhang Chunhe simply smiled as he watched him leave, and said again, "Let's meet again at Daohe Palace in ten days."
Ten days is a very short time for cultivators, and it passed in the blink of an eye. On the first day of the Little Immortal Tour, everyone set off from their sects and headed to Daohe Palace.
When immortals made their rounds, strange celestial phenomena appeared.
In an instant, the sky was filled with crimson clouds, dazzling and magnificent. White-feathered celestial horses galloped past in chariots, followed slowly by the sunken wooden ark. A blue phoenix cried out and howled, and the magical artifacts and sword shadows that followed stretched across the sky, piercing the blue clouds.
This is a scene of immortals wandering. The people stopped by the roadside, looked up and gazed at it with envy in their eyes and praise in their mouths.
Just then, a small boat was sailing smoothly on the Canglang River.
"One, two, one, two..."
Lin Feiran and his companions rowed the boat, shouting slogans. The small boat sank under the weight, then stubbornly floated back up. The river surface reflected the sunset glow, a vast expanse of waves.
Even though the waves crashing over them were drenching them to the bone, their hearts remained burning with passion.
"Hold on, we're almost there!"
The small boat, struggling to rise, gurgled...
Author's Note: This is a blockbuster!
P.S.: This is the second installment of the Impression Official Guide. This is the current impression; it will be revised later. If new characters are added in the future, I will include them in the guide as well.
4. Biqing in the eyes of others
Lin Feiran: A kind and warm-hearted friend, with a big heart and a short memory.
Xuanzhen: My good buddy! (Woof!)
Xun Feifei: With skin of copper and bones of iron, always happy.
Like sleet: sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't, but since I'm rich, I'll just let it be.
Qingzhu: Warm-hearted and kind, still young, needs care.
Biqing: I want to be happy every day!
5. Like hail in the eyes of others
Lin Feiran: ...Let's try to be gentle with her.
Biqing: Your Majesty, my eternal God! (Tears welling up)
Xuanzhen: Protect the best Lord! (Woof!)
Xun Feifei: Although it's tiring, if I could do it all over again, I would still be willing to do things for him.
Qingzhu: A leader with great courage and determination
6. Lin Feiran in the eyes of others
Biqing: What an adorable human! They even blush and get shy. I can't help but want to tease them!
Xuanzhen: My amazing human partner who can defend the arena in Jingchuan for a month!
Xun Feifei: I don't cause trouble. Although I eat a lot, I don't cause trouble.
Qingzhu: A lovely human^^
Like sleet: ...a silly goose
Lin Feiran: We still need to work harder!
7. The public as seen through the eyes of a popular consumer
Lin Feiran: It smells nice, stick it on!
Like a sleet: My favorite beautiful owner, I'm willing to let him step on me, stick to me!
Biqing: Take me with you, stick it!
Xuanzhen: A silly little dog like me, I post pictures occasionally!
Xun Feifei: Pretending, not posting.
Green Bamboo: Just for show, don't actually put it on.
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