Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine white jade steps wind their way up from the foot of the mountain. On both sides of each step stand disciples of the Taiqing Palace wearing moon-white Taoist robes, holding whisks in their hands and standing solemnly.
The mountain breeze blows, blowing up peach blossoms all over the sky.
clang--
A distant bell sound came from the top of the mountain, echoing among the mountains.
Immediately afterwards, bells from seventy-two peaks rang simultaneously in response, and the sound was like a tide, shaking the sea of clouds.
The Goddess Ceremony has begun.
On the viewing platform, colorful streams of light flying from all directions streaked across the sky.
The flying boat of Zixiao Sect was filled with purple mist, the sword cultivators of Wanjian Pavilion came on their swords, and the monks of Jinshan Temple arrived on lotus platforms.
"The Hehuan Sect has arrived—"
A shrill roll call suddenly broke the harmonious atmosphere, and a pink cloud rolled in from the northern sky.
Twelve young women in light gauze were vaguely visible in the mist, carrying a sedan chair. The curtain fluttered in the wind, revealing a reclining figure inside.
A low murmur suddenly arose in the viewing platform.
"He Huan Sect? Why are they here?"
"Taiqing Palace actually sent an invitation to Hehuan Sect?"
"Keep your voice down! That's the witch from the Hehuan Sect. Be careful! She might drag you away and drain your essence."
The sedan chair slowly landed on the high platform, and the curtains automatically lifted to both sides without wind.
A slender jade foot stepped out, with a golden bell tied on the ankle, making a crisp sound with each step.
Then, a woman in a fiery red dress walked out gracefully. Her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and there was a hint of charm in her eyes. Her red lips were slightly raised, as if she was smiling.
The name of Su Meir, the goddess of the Hehuan Sect, is known to everyone in the Taiqing Palace.
A year ago, Su Meir used her charm to steal Nangong Qingxue's fiancé, drained his essence, and turned him into a puppet.
From then on, Nangong Qingxue was abandoned, and it became a stain on her.
Su Meir looked around, and her eyes were obviously more contemptuous when she swept over the disciples of Taiqing Palace.
She gently waved her fan and spoke in a soft voice.
"How can the Goddess Ceremony of Taiqing Palace be held without the congratulations of my Hehuan Sect?"
Sitting on the main seat on the high platform, Zhao Muwan, the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace, remained expressionless and just nodded slightly.
"Goddess Su has come from afar, and Taiqing Palace should treat her with courtesy."
Su Meir covered her mouth and chuckled, and the ringtone sounded crisp.
"Palace Master Zhao is indeed magnanimous."
Then she changed the subject.
"I heard that there has always been an unwritten rule for becoming a goddess of Taiqing Palace, and that is that one must cultivate the 'Nine Nether Cold Soul Art' to perfection."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in Taiqing Palace had an expression of "as expected".
Lin Mu even muttered in a low voice.
"I knew this woman wasn't so kind as to congratulate me."
"You seem to know the rules of my Taiqing Palace very well!"
Nangong Qingxue held a crystal jade ruyi in her hand. With every step she took, a blue lotus phantom appeared under her feet. A lotus appeared with every step, and she was so holy that she was beyond description.
The young disciples whispered to each other excitedly, their eyes full of admiration.
A hint of jealousy flashed across Su Meir's eyes, but she quickly returned to her smiling look.
"Sister Nangong is so beautiful today. She looks like a goddess in this outfit."
Nangong Qingxue walked to the center of the square and ignored Su Meir's provocation.
She first bowed to her master Zhao Muwan, then turned to the guests, her voice as clear and cold as a spring.
"Thank you all fellow Taoists for coming to Taiqing Palace to witness the Goddess Ceremony. Qingxue's cultivation is shallow, but Master has not abandoned her. Today, I have succeeded the position of Goddess. In the future, I will diligently cultivate and live up to everyone's expectations."
Immediately afterwards, Nangong Qingxue finally looked at Su Meir, her eyes as sharp as knives.
"If you, Daoist Su, are here to offer congratulations, Taiqing Palace will certainly welcome you. If you have ulterior motives, please respect yourself."
The jade ruyi in her hand glowed slightly, and their eyes met in the air, as if invisible sparks were flying.
The atmosphere in the square was stagnant for a moment, even the wind seemed to stop.
The next moment, nine halos suddenly appeared behind Nangong Qingxue, and cold air swept in all directions.
The pressure of the Divine Emperor Realm enveloped Su Meir, making it impossible for her to raise her head.
Seeing this, Su Meir couldn't help but feel horrified.
In just three months, Nangong Qingxue's "Nine Nether Cold Soul Art" was cultivated to perfection, and he also broke through to the Divine Emperor realm.
Originally, she wanted to ridicule Nangong Qingxue for being unfit to be the goddess of Taiqing Palace, but she didn't expect that she would become a laughing stock instead.
"When did you break through to the Divine Emperor realm?!"
"Are you surprised?"
Nangong Qingxue felt extremely happy. She had never seen Su Meir so shocked before.
Sooner or later, she will take revenge on Su Meir for the humiliation of the past.
As if she had thought of something, Su Meir immediately turned her gaze to Li Lingge.
Because before she came, she saw a golden beam of light rising into the sky from Taiqing Palace.
She naturally knew what the golden beam of light represented. Nangong Qingxue must have taken a divine elixir, which was why she was able to break through in the battle.
Thinking of this, a hint of resentment appeared in her eyes.
"The Third Prince's alchemy skills are indeed superb."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone reacted immediately.
They also understood that a few months ago, Nangong Qingxue's cultivation level was only at the Divine Lord level.
In just three months, not only did he master the skills, but he also broke through to a new realm. No one would believe this without the help of the Third Prince's elixir.
"On my way here, I saw a golden light rising into the sky from Taiqing Palace. That must be the divine elixir refined by the Third Prince."
"I didn't expect that a single pill could allow Nangong Qingxue to reach a new realm in her cultivation. A divine alchemist is indeed so terrifying."
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