At the bottom of Daqing Mountain, the rock layers crisscross.
The vapor from the Black Water River permeates, forming droplets on the rock layers.
Sima Wenjie suddenly awoke from his dream, only to find himself still in darkness.
With his qi power sealed, even though his body was strong, he felt an overwhelming chill in the dark underground, compounded by the despondency in his heart.
He tightened the thin blanket around him, listening closely.
Then he instinctively walked towards the prison bars.
A sudden beam of light appeared!
Sima Wenjie was forced to retreat, as a contemptuous voice came from outside.
"Sit tight, you don’t think you can escape from the array personally set by Elder Min, do you?"
Faced with the disdain and contempt in the voice, Sima Wenjie’s heart ached a bit, but he recognized the voice.
"Lou Ying? It’s your turn to watch over me today."
A light appeared, and the hunched Lou Ying, holding a Luminous Pearl, slowly approached the prison entrance, a shadow enveloping Sima Wenjie.
"Surprising that you still remember me."
Sima Wenjie looked at the weathered face covered with stern claw marks and sighed, "How could I not recognize you? Back when you commanded the External Sect, the number of disciples and matters were the most. The Merit Hall I managed often dealt with you. Even if your face was completely ruined, I’d still recognize you."
Lou Ying touched his face, marked by the passage of time, and laughed softly.
After years of exile, the External Sect of Luo Tian Sect had long ceased to exist, and even if there were surviving disciples, they were mostly absorbed by various great elders.
He, a rare Foundation Establishment stage elder of the External Sect in Luo Tian Sect, had instead become idle.
Yet the more idle one is, the more they reminisce about the past.
Thinking of so many External Sect disciples dying before him, all to preserve Luo Tian Sect, while the person in front of him, being in a high position, instead thought of handing Luo Tian Sect over to outsiders.
Lou Ying had nothing but contempt for Sima Wenjie.
Faced with a gaze that looked at him like a beast, Sima Wenjie accepted it calmly.
He didn’t feel he had done anything wrong.
Nor did he want to argue with others.
Or rather, he didn’t want to argue with ordinary people.
At this moment, he lifted his head, looking far off outside of the dungeon.
"It seems quite lively?"
"Of course it’s lively, today is the day for the Supreme Elder’s belated Nascent Soul Formation ceremony. Nascent Soul True Masters from the Five Realms are all invited. There has never been anything more lively for our Luo Tian Sect!"
Lou Ying’s voice grew louder, and he spoke with pride.
Even his hunched back seemed to straighten a bit more.
This was truly a pride shared!
Sima Wenjie’s face changed slightly, "He only just returned from the Eastern Wasteland, with no influence there. How could he invite so many Nascent Soul True Masters? You’re exaggerating!" Fınd the newest release on 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲·𝗻𝗲𝘁
Lou Ying shot him a disdainful glance.
"You frog at the bottom of the well, how could you know the majesty of the Supreme Elder."
"Let me tell you, just yesterday evening, True Master Xian He from the White Crane Gate arrived at Baili Qingchuan early. Early this morning, before the ceremony even began, the Fenghua Palace Master had arrived at Daqing Mountain. Just now, the Sect Master of Hundred Beasts Sect, along with Master Mu from the Mu Residence, came together. And this is only a part; there are more Nascent Soul True Masters to come, even the Lingtian City Lord will be here to congratulate!"
Listening to each name, each familiar as thunder to the ears, Sima Wenjie’s face grew dull.
How could that man wield such influence!
Though not in the Eastern Wasteland, upon his return, so many fellow True Masters flocked to him eagerly.
Vaguely, scenes from Luo Chen’s past Foundation Establishment Ceremony and Golden Core Ceremony replayed before his eyes, each grander than the last. Now, there were likely dozens of Nascent Soul True Masters congratulating him.
Such a grand feat, was it something simpletons from The Great River District could even dream of?
"Could it be, that Second Sister’s insistence was indeed right?"
Unfailingly, Sima Wenjie’s heart wavered.
"This is Master Mu, the Supreme of the Mu Family, and also the head of the Mu Residence."
"Master Mu!" Luo Chen bowed respectfully, smiling as he greeted.
The person opposite, dressed luxuriously and calm in demeanor, looked at Luo Chen and couldn’t help but compliment, "Indeed, just as the rumors say, young and talented, profound in dao cultivation! Such grace and presence, perhaps even the Holy Land’s mighty figures are no more than this!"
Indeed, today Luo Chen seemed different from the usual, still the same person, but his demeanor and bearing greatly transformed.
The simple white attire was replaced with a gold-edged, silver-patterned Cloud Sun robe, equally elegant yet exuding nobility.
The flowing black hair that hung down his back for a century in the North Sea, only tied with a jade hairpin, was now styled by Gu Caiyi’s deft hands. The sides were combed to the back, and atop his head rested a high crown of red gold, horizontally pierced with a black jade hairpin.
With just one look, you felt the man before you had chiseled features and deep contours.
Nobility was not without majesty!
Underneath his piercing presence, people dared not meet his gaze directly!
This was truly a case of a person relying on their attire and a horse on its saddle.
In the past, Luo Chen didn’t care much for appearances or travel grandeur, but today, everything had to change.
Embracing the domineering style of Lingtian Pass, Luo Chen wanted everyone to know, his way of doing things now and forever!
After a few words with Master Mu, Luo Chen, under the guidance of True Master Xian He, met another Nascent Soul master.
The wide sleeves open, chest hairy like a swath, eyes sharp as a tiger or leopard.
"This is the Supreme Elder of the Hundred Beasts Sect, Qin Baoming!"
While introducing this person, True Master Xian He’s expression was not too pleased.
Qin Baoming seemed not to notice, instead smiling cheerfully while staring at Luo Chen.
"Not bad, he sure has some style. But I wonder if what’s said in the invitation is true?"