Someone nearby responded, "I heard that a few scattered cultivators came. They looked like old men half buried in the ground."
"Humph, these old fellows must be aware that their time is coming to an end, so they want to fight to the death at the pinnacle of life, hoping to find a glimmer of hope."
"Have you heard? One of the peerless geniuses of our Xizhou—Lin Qiyue—will be here in person today."
"And even the Holy Maiden of the Sky Moon Cult will come along!"
"What?! How dare they come here?"
"Are you really not afraid of losing your life here?" someone asked in astonishment.
Another person nodded thoughtfully and guessed, "Perhaps they want to use the power of the Peak of Life to take their strength and talent to the next level."
Just as everyone was discussing this, someone suddenly shouted, "Look everyone, the Saint of the Tianyue Cult is here!"
For a moment, everyone's attention was simultaneously attracted by a beautiful figure in a dress as white as snow.
I saw the Holy Maiden of the Tianyue Sect, with a graceful figure, like a willow swaying in the wind, yet with a strong character.
She wore a moon-white long dress that trailed on the ground, with delicate silver star patterns embroidered on the hem.
The light flickered with her steps, like stars flowing under the moonlight.
She had a light blue ribbon tied around her waist, which was just enough to hold in one hand, making her waist look even more slender.
Her long, shiny black hair fell like a waterfall, simply tied up with a jade hairpin. A few strands of hair hung on both sides of her cheeks, making her skin look whiter than snow.
Her face is exquisite and her eyebrows are as black as distant ink.
A pair of bright eyes, deep and lively, a straight and graceful nose, and cherry lips, red without any makeup.
There is a golden crescent mark painted on her forehead, emitting a faint light, highlighting her noble status as a saint.
The saint showed a row of neat white teeth and waved gently to everyone with a smile.
That smile is as beautiful as a flower blooming in spring.
"Wow, she has such a beautiful smile!
"yes."
Another person echoed, but couldn't take his eyes off the woman.
It was such a simple action, but it seemed to carry an invisible magic that instantly made all the men present fall for it one by one.
At this moment, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted loudly: "Look, the young master of Lingshan Sect, Lin Qiyue, is here."
Following this shout, everyone turned their gazes into the distance.
I saw a sword light cutting through the sky. When it got closer, I could see that it was a handsome young man riding a flying sword, flying into the field in a graceful manner.
"What kind of day is today? People from the two major forces in Xizhou are actually here."
"Who knows? Maybe something important is going to happen."
Lin Qiyue landed slowly under the gaze of everyone, put away his sword, and then walked to the side of the Saint, clasped his hands together and saluted, "I didn't expect Miss Ye Xi to come too."
Ye Xi nodded slightly, and asked with a smile on his face, "Did you hear from the elders of the Soul-Calculating Pavilion that there would be an opportunity at the Summit of Life today, so you came here specially?"
Just three days ago, the leader of Lingshan Sect and the leader of Tianyue Sect went to visit Suanling Pavilion together.
After returning, the two heads of the family respectively sent orders to their disciples, ordering them to quickly reach the peak of life.
It is claimed that a rare opportunity will appear here today and must not be missed.
Upon receiving such news, Lin Qiyue, the young master of Lingshan Sect, and Ye Xi, the saint of Tianyue Palace, naturally did not dare to neglect it.
So the two of them hurried here today without any prior arrangement.
"By the way, you should be aware of the death of the Demon Queen, Yan An, right?"
Lin Qiyue looked sad when she heard this, "Well, of course I know. I didn't expect her to leave like this."
"What do you think about our marriage?"
"After all, Yan An is gone."
Lin Qiyue looked straight at Ye Xi's face, "Do you like me?"
Ye Xi thought, "I have a good impression of you, and our two families are close, so I am willing to marry you."
"Let me think about it."
"Um."
"Friend Lin, you are here too."
Lin Qiye was stunned and looked at the man in black robe, "You?"
Lu Jingzhi led Mu Jin and the others forward and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Lin, are you here to climb to the top of the mountain as well?"
"Of course, you too?"
"Um."
Ye Xi looked at Lu Jingzhi in confusion, "Qiyue, who is this?"
"This is the Patriarch of the Nanzhou Lu Mansion."
"Patriarch?"
Ye Xi looked him up and down, and what surprised her was that she couldn't tell how strong he was.
This made her more curious and alert.
Lu Jingzhi also felt her gaze and nodded at her.
Ye Xi also smiled back at him, and the two were quite polite.
When the crowd saw the strange man in black, they began to discuss among themselves.
"Who is this man? He seems to be very familiar with Young Master Lin."
"I'm not sure. I heard from Young Master Lin that he's the Patriarch of the Lu Mansion?"
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