The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

Arc 18: Lu Jian Peak's Affairs | Chapter 350: Start of Ceremony

A few days later, the sound of bells rang out on Lujian Peak, a total of nine chimes, marking the grand ceremony of the peak master, Yun Lie, and Xu Ziqing of Xiaomu Peak, as they became partners in the path of Dao.

Many beams of light swiftly flew through the air toward the central peak.

Upon arrival, their invitation shone brightly, and the sword formation opened wide, allowing them entry.

A flash of fire fell to the ground and instantly transformed into a young man dressed in red, handsome and graceful, radiating charm. He looked around and, seeing more people entering the mountain, smiled, “It truly is lively.”

The young man in red was about to head up the mountain when he suddenly heard someone calling from behind, “Su Xin! Fellow Daoist Su!”

Turning around, he saw two figures approaching side by side: one was a tall man, standing over nine feet tall, with a powerful build, while the other was slender, with fine brows and thin lips, exuding a somewhat arrogant demeanor—a young male cultivator.

Indeed, they were familiar faces.

The young male cultivator surveyed the red-clad youth and smiled, “I mistakenly called you earlier; I should have addressed you as Su Zhenren.”

The tall man cupped his fists, saying, “It’s been many years; I hope you are well, Zhenren!”

The young man in red raised an eyebrow and smiled, “Today is Brother Ziqing’s joyous occasion. We gather here because of it; I suppose it’s a kind of fate.”

Hearing this, both the tall man and the young male cultivator exchanged knowing smiles.

All three of them hailed from the Haotian Small World. After attending the Dragon ascension Gate conference, they had ventured into the Qingyun Great World together and subsequently arrived at Wuling Immortal Sect, each with their own fortunes.

Among them, Diao Zimo had the best luck; due to his exceptional aptitude for thunder arts, he was quickly noticed by Thunder Peak upon his arrival and became a registered disciple there. Later, he was fortunate enough to be taken in as an inner disciple by a late-stage Gold Core Shizun, and over the years, he had reached the mid-stage of Core Formation, excelling in thunder arts.

Luo Hou had slightly less favorable circumstances. After a series of fights within the inner sect, he was finally recognized by a master and taken as a disciple. After much arduous training, he rose from a registered to an inner disciple, gaining a respectable position. His cultivation level was now comparable to Diao Zimo’s.

The one with the worst luck was Su Xin. Although he had excellent potential as a single-fire spirit root, he nearly got taken away by the Jile Peak. It was Xu Ziqing who maneuvered on his behalf, and with Yun Lie’s guidance, he boldly broke through the protective array of Divine Fire Peak, ultimately gaining entry. Afterward, with the help of his seventh shixiong, Xue Wenhao, he turned his resentment into ambition, suppressed his temperament, and eventually formed a Gold Core with substantial resources. Surprisingly, he ended up having the highest cultivation level among the three.

Although they all had a bond of friendship and were at Wuling Immortal Sect, they had joined different peaks and had little interaction.

Unexpectedly, a few days prior, they all received an invitation—an invitation from their old friend Xu Ziqing to attend his marriage ceremony.

Recalling their past, they all hurried to come.

Su Xin smiled, “I still vividly remember the days spent with Brother Ziqing; I never expected he would reach such a level of cultivation and marry someone else.”

Diao Zimo chuckled brightly, “Xu Daoist has always been broad-minded; we must celebrate him with a good drink!”

Luo Hou nodded, “Indeed, we should.”

After exchanging a few nostalgic words, the three of them decided to head up the mountain together.

On the way, many cultivators arrived, and upon a rough observation, they were all exuding a powerful spiritual aura, with some unfamiliar faces that seemed to hold significant status.

In particular, those carrying long swords looked especially stern. A few recognized them as the enforcement officials from Si Xing Peak, causing a sense of alarm.

Su Xin felt indebted to Xu Ziqing due to the matters concerning Bliss Peak and had been paying attention to him. Naturally, he knew that although Xu Ziqing was also a personally taught disciple, his master’s abilities were not prominent; instead, his senior brother Yun Lie held a very high status among the disciples and provided him with considerable protection. Then one day, he heard that both Yun Lie and Xu Ziqing had gone missing, which filled him with anxiety. Later, he asked his seventh senior brother to investigate, only to find out that there were some connections with the ancestor of Bliss.

At that time, Su Xin believed that Xu Ziqing’s predicament was caused by his own issues with Li Cai, escalating their enmity and offending the ancestor of Bliss Peak, which brought about dire consequences. In a turbulent state of mind, he coughed up blood several times, nearly suffering severe damage to his vitality. Had it not been for the subsequent support from his seventh senior brother, Xue Wenhao, with his fiery energy, he feared he would have fallen into a downward spiral of cultivation. Nevertheless, he worked even harder afterward and managed to stabilize his Gold Core amidst this surge of anger. He had planned to form a Nascent Soul soon to seek revenge on the ancestor of Bliss for his friend. However, just a few days prior, he received an invitation that revealed the ancestor of Bliss had not harmed his friend; instead, Yun Lie was to become a partner with his friend.

At that moment, Su Xin relaxed and joyfully attended the banquet.

Now, upon seeing these esteemed individuals, Su Xin was surprised at first but quickly realized they must be guests of the ancestor Yun, allowing his heart to calm.

Diao Zimo and Luo Hou were also astonished but soon composed themselves. Under the ringing of the bells, they swayed together and hurried up the peak alongside Su Xin.

Before long, the three of them arrived at their destination.

At the peak of Lujian Peak.

The ground here was vast, seemingly smoothed out by some sharp instrument, making it very flat.

In the middle, there lay a layer of spirit ice jade, snow-white in color and radiating brilliance.

On either side of the ice jade, there were hundreds of long tables, with cushions placed behind them, arranged with a certain elegance.

Many guests were already seated. To the left, dozens of people had gathered, each radiating a fierce sword aura, preventing anyone from approaching.

A bit further away, there were some older or middle-aged individuals who brought several disciples to take their seats, and they were all Gold Core masters. Even further away, a man and a woman sat apart, their cultivation also at the early stage of Transformation Origin, and they appeared to be familiar faces.

Su Xin exchanged glances with the other two and together approached the man and woman.

The man was named Ran Xingjian, and the woman was Zhuo Hanyan; both were from the Loose Cultivator Alliance, and Su Xin had a better relationship with them than with Diao Zimo and Luo Hou.

Seeing them again filled Su Xin with joy.

Ran Xingjian and Zhuo Hanyan looked up upon noticing someone approaching and immediately recognized Su Xin, rising to greet him, “Young Alliance Master!”

Su Xin smiled, “Brother Ziqing is getting married; I naturally invited you.”

The others felt their hearts warm upon hearing this. Normally, Xu Ziqing had surpassed them in cultivation and was about to be united with a Nascent Soul ancestor, elevating his status far beyond theirs. During their past interactions in the Loose Cultivator Alliance and at the Ascending Dragon Gate conference, their connections had not been particularly deep. Besides Su Xin, who considered Xu Ziqing a friend, the others merely regarded him as an acquaintance. Yet, at this moment of his wedding, Xu Ziqing had not forgotten anyone, showcasing his sincere heart and unchanged nature from back then. Such friendship moved them deeply.

The five sat together, reminiscing without further mention.

Su Xin originally felt quite at ease but suddenly felt a stir in his heart and glanced back at the entrance.

On the way, many more cultivators arrived. Upon a rough glance, they all exuded powerful spiritual light, and among them were some unfamiliar faces, suggesting they had notable statuses.

In particular, there were individuals bearing long swords, their expressions especially stern. A few recognized them as the officials from the Si Xing Peak and couldn’t help but feel alarmed.

Su Xin, feeling indebted to Xu Ziqing for matters related to the Jile Peak, had paid close attention to him in daily life. Naturally, he knew that although Xu Ziqing was also a direct disciple, his master’s abilities were not prominent. In contrast, Xu Ziqing’s shixiong, Yun Lie, held a significantly high position among the many disciples and offered him protection. One day, however, he heard that both Yun Lie and Xu Ziqing had gone missing, which made him anxious. He later asked his seventh senior brother to investigate, discovering some connections to the Laozu of the Jile Peak.

At that time, Su Xin thought it was due to Xu Ziqing’s association with Li Cai that they had aggravated matters, offending the Laozu of the Jile Peak and bringing about calamity. Under such turbulent emotions, he coughed up blood, almost severely injuring his vitality. If not for his seventh shixiong, Xue Wenhao, helping him with his fiery energy, he might have fallen into despair. After that, he worked even harder, eventually stabilizing his Golden Core amidst the anger. He planned to achieve the Nascent Soul stage soon and seek revenge on the Laozu of the Jile Peak for his friend. It was only a few days ago, upon receiving the invitation, that he learned the Laozu of the Jile Peak had not harmed his friend; instead, Yun Lie had achieved Nascent Sould realm and was set to marry Xu Ziqing.

At this moment, Su Xin finally felt at ease and gladly attended the banquet.

Now, seeing these dignified individuals, Su Xin was initially surprised but quickly realized they must be guests of the old ancestor Yun, which calmed his mind.

Diao Zimo and Luo Hou, after their initial surprise, also became quite composed. Under the sound of the bell, they all moved together with Su Xin toward the peak.

Before long, the three arrived at their destination.

At the peak of Lujian Peak.

The ground here was expansive, seemingly smoothed by some sharp tool, and it was remarkably flat.

In the center was a layer of spiritual ice jade, pure white and dazzling.

On either side of the ice jade, there were hundreds of long tables, with cushions set behind them, arranged with a touch of elegance.

Many guests had already taken their seats; to the left, dozens of people gathered, each emanating a powerful sword aura, making it impossible for anyone nearby to approach.

A little farther away, there were some older or middle-aged figures, each bringing numerous disciples to take their seats, all of whom were Golden Core Zhenren. Even further away sat a man and a woman, both at the early stage of Core Formation, and they seemed to be familiar faces.

Su Xin and the other two exchanged glances and walked together toward the man and woman.

The man was named Ran Xingjian, and the woman was Zhuo Hanyan. Both were from the Loose Cultivator Alliance, and Su Xin had a closer relationship with them than with Diao Zimo or Luo Hou.

Seeing them again now brought joy to Su Xin’s heart.

Ran Xingjian and Zhuo Hanyan looked up as they approached, immediately recognizing Su Xin and rising, “Young Alliance Leader!”

Su Xin smiled and said, “Brother Ziqing is getting married; I couldn’t forget to invite you.”

The others’ expressions warmed at his words. It was true that Xu Ziqing not only surpassed them in cultivation but was also marrying the Nascent Soul Laozu, elevating his status far above everyone else’s. In the past, during their time in the Loose Cultivator Alliance and at the Dragon Ascension Gate conference, their connections were rather shallow. Besides Su Xin, who could be considered a friend, the others were merely acquaintances. Yet, during his wedding, he had not forgotten them, showcasing his sincerity and unchanged heart from years ago. Such friendship moved them deeply.

The five settled down together and began to reminisce.

Su Xin initially felt quite at ease but suddenly felt a shift in his heart and glanced back toward the entrance.

He saw a young man in white robes approaching leisurely, his long black hair flowing like a waterfall, looking exceptionally handsome with an air of nobility.

However, what attracted Su Xin was not his appearance or demeanor, but the overwhelming aura of fire that surrounded him.

It was majestic, pure, and rich, as if it formed a mighty torrent, draping around him like a garment, instilling fear in those who looked at him.

Su Xin was astonished; this was indeed an impressive fire attribute cultivation. The purity of his fire Dao seemed to surpass his own by a fraction!

Who could this person be?

The young man seemed to notice someone and glanced over.

Su Xin cupped his fists in greeting.

The young man smiled lightly, not lingering his gaze. Then he sat down in a corner, resting his chin on his hand, remaining silent.

This young man’s cultivation was no less than Su Xin’s and perhaps even superior. Although Su Xin held him in high regard, he did not dare approach him casually to avoid offending him. Thus, he merely entertained thoughts in his mind without intruding.

Turning his gaze back, Su Xin saw a few Core Formation cultivators approaching together, some stout and others resembling young masters from noble families, gathering in one spot. He recognized the one at the peak of the late Core Formation as Du Zihui, a direct disciple of the Du family from Feixian Peak. He contemplated and recalled seeing these people with Xu Ziqing back in the sect competition; one of them seemed to have entered the Du family… Looking closely, although he couldn’t remember the name, he recognized the person next to Du Zihui. However, that person’s expression was different from his memory, appearing somewhat ominous, though he did not know why.

If Xu Ziqing were here, he would certainly recognize that the newcomers were Long Xuan, Luo Yao, Yue Jun, and Du Zihui.

Although Long Xuan and Yue Jun didn’t have masters, they had benefited from Qiu Ze’s protection over the years due to Qiu He, accumulating considerable resources, making them much stronger than other inner disciples. Luo Yao and Du Zihui were not familiar with each other at first, but they had become quite close over time, making great progress in the way of talismans, and were valued highly in the Du family. However, Luo Yao’s cultivation was weaker than the others due to his dedication to researching talismans.

These few sought a place to sit. Ever since Luo Yao followed Du Zihui, it had been rare for Long Xuan and Yue Jun to see him. It had been several years since they last met, and upon seeing him today, they naturally noticed something was off with Luo Yao.

Yue Jun hesitated briefly and then asked Du Zihui, “Daoist Du, do you know about Luo Yao…?”

Du Zihui had already matured greatly compared to his earlier impulsiveness; he now spoke with calmness, “Recently, A Yao took revenge himself.”

Yue Jun’s pupils suddenly constricted upon hearing this.

Luo Yao, burdened by hatred and eager to advance, entered the Du family and practiced diligently for this purpose. His friends did not know the details, only aware that it was an incident from when Luo Yao first entered the sect, and the enemy’s power was immense, even Golden Core cultivators couldn’t resolve it. How could he take revenge now, with only his current level of cultivation?

Du Zihui didn’t want Luo Yao to recall the past, so he only mentioned “Jile Peak” and said no more.

But Yue Jun had already pieced it together.

It was said that the Laozu of Jile Peak had fallen, and that lineage had completely declined. In the past, the Du family would not have dared to confront a Nascent Soul Laozu for Luo Yao’s sake, but now things were different. Originally, Jile Peak occupied many resources with the laozu’s suppression; once the laozu was gone, many sect factions eyed the profits. The Du family taking action thus enabled Luo Yao to exact revenge, which was not impossible.

Having figured it out, Yue Jun kept this matter to himself, feeling secretly happy for Luo Yao.

He knew that Luo Yao had merely achieved revenge for a great enmity, which caused some emotional turbulence, but once he calmed down, he would naturally be able to break free from the shackles and advance further.

Just then, the bell rang again.

This time, it rang a full forty-nine times. Dark clouds churned in the sky, and an immense pressure emanated from the void, signaling the arrival of the second wave of guests.

These individuals were all at least Nascent Soul Laozu!

Translator: Lynn

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