Sovereign to Immortality

Ever since Yang Junshan had becomelestial Sovereign with a golden body and left his Circulatory World, he had an extremely deep feeling that although the Extraterritorial Space was vast and boundless, the density of the nature’s spirit energy that filled the place had actually exceeded his Circulatory World by quite a bit.

It could even be described as extremely rare, but the Circulatory World contained the origin energy of heaven and earth, which far surpassed the Extraterritorial Space s, and could even be used to absorb the origin energy of the heaven and earth from the Circulatory World for cultivation out of thin air.

Even though the origin of nature was not easy to obtain in the Circulatory World, it was at leasundred times better than that of Extraterritorial Space.

From Yang Junshan’s point of view, this was probably one of the reasons why the Great Divine Cultivator outside the Profound Sky Continent were trying their best to invade and break their Circulatory World.

To the thirty-six immortals present, it might not even take two hours of time, but in reality, it was equivalent to the total number of heaven and earth origin energy thaelestial Sovereign could condense within two or three years.

From this, it could be seen that the greeting gift was very heavy!

It was no wonder that when the release of the origin of the world stopped, after Yan Xinyuan, the sect saint appeared on the pavilion, all the deities in the bamboo forest stood up, and thanked Yan Zongsheng sincerely in unison: “Thank you, Yan Zongsheng for your generosity!”

As Yan Xinyuan waved for the deities to take their seats, the disciples of the Confucian Garden began to move. All kinds of spirit fruits and immortal wine started to flow into the hall, for the deities in the bamboo forest to enjoy.

After the various immortals had all wished for Yan Zongsheng to be able to climb the Great Luo Wonderland and obtain the title of sage, following Yan Zongsheng’s orders, the Great Luo Immortal Banquet officially began. The various Celestial Sovereign s started to walk and chat among the bamboo forest.

As they chatted, the immortals began to introduce and communicate with each other. There were stories about the stars, cultivation methods of sparring and divine abilities, as well as their intentions to cooperate. All of these things were accomplished in a seemingly relaxed and casual manner.

It was Yang Junshan’s first time seeing this kind of situation, although it was not particularly suitable for him, he was barely able to cope with it. Even Zhong Kui, who was busy conversing with a few unfamiliar Celestial Sovereign s found it difficult to take into account his circumstances, and Yang Junshan got to know a few Celestial Sovereign s, so they had a short conversation.

Every single Celestial Sovereign here all had legendary experiences, where they could casually exchange interesting stories that would allow them to gain experience. Some discussions about the various difficulties they had encountered during their cultivation would also often give them a new perspective, and even the occasional point of view or two that they came up with would give them a refreshing feeling. Just these things made Yang Junshan feel that his journey was not in vain.

Compared to these foreign Celestial Sovereign, Yang Junshan’s strength might not be the least bit inferior, rather, it might even surpass them.

But regarding the background and experience, Yang Junshan had no choice but to admit that compared to these old Immortals outside of this region, an environment with a sealed Circulatory World, was still far inferior.

Right now, in this Immortal Banquet, Yang Junshan was observing everything around him with his eyes and ears, but he only paid little attention to what was being said …

And in this banquet, Yang Junshan, who had been listening to a lot, was like a dry sponge, tirelessly absorbing all the information regarding the Extraterritorial Space world, as well as the existence of the fairyland above, using it to make up for his relatively weak experience and background.

However, there waiece of news that was mentioned by many Celestial Sovereign s and it caught Yang Junshan’s attention.

It was at this moment that Zhong Kui came to Yang Junshan’s side from somewhere and asked in a low voice, “Taoist Yang, did you hear that news?”

Yang Junshan was slightly surprised for a moment, and said: “Is it possible that the twenty-seventh seat has already been given news of the birth of this world?”

Zhong Kui nodded. He placed a cup of Ice and Fire Nine Brewing Wine into his mouth and asked, “Did you clearly see the news?”

Yang Junshan was surprised that Zhong Kui would ask such a question, but he replied back, “I don’t know, could it be that Mr. Zhong thinks that this information is fake?”

Zhong Kui shook his head as he laughed, “I wouldn’t lie. However, the person who released this information has an ulterior motive, which is worth pondering over.”

Seeing Zhong Kui’s unfathomable expression, a taunting glint flashed across Yang Junshan’s eyes. His heart stirred as he said, “Could it be that Mr Zhong already understands the intention of the person who secretly released this information?”

Zhong Kui held the empty cup in his hand and casually pointed towards the bamboo forest. “Has Taoist Yang ever noticed any differences in the identities of the thirty-six Celestial Sovereign s in the bamboo forest?”

Yang Junshan’s gaze swept across the Celestial Sovereign within the bamboo forest without leaving a trace, and did not stay on any of the Celestial Sovereign s for even an instant. This way, it would not cause any alarm or misunderstanding from others.

Zhong Kui lowered his head to look at the empty cup in his hand as though it was a casual gesture. “Out of the thirty-six immortals in the Great Net Immortal Banquet, Confucian has at least seven or eight of them.”

Yang Junshan thought for a moment, then said: “That shouldn’t be a big deal, after all, Yan Xinyuan is born a saint in the sect, so naturally we have to take care of our clan’s cultivators during the Great Luo Immortal Banquet.”

Zhong Kui shook his head as he said with a mocking smile, “Taoist Yang, take a closer look at these cultivators that are conversing with each other. Do you think that there are one or two Confucian cultivators in each circle?”

Yang Junshan didn’t need to look at Zhong Kui again to know that Zhong Kui was right. He only thought about it for a short while. But what is the purpose of their actions? ”

Zhong Kui shook his head. “Although I had some connections with the Confucian in my early years, I am a member of the Ghost Clan after all. On the surface, it looks like I have a good relationship with a group of elites, but if it involves the secrets of the higher ups in the Confucian, people like me are actually the people they guard the most closely.”

Yang Junshan nodded, but on the surface he looked to be in a daze.

Zhong Kui’s gaze started to wander back and forth between the bamboo forests. He then pensively said, “Looking at the news of the 27th plane appearing in this world, could it be that this world is similar to Circulatory World? It’s one of the few large-scale worlds in the starry sky? This Confucian thinks that just because his whole family can’t eat the entire world, he has to go around roaming around to recruit people, and wants to gather everyone’s power to attack this world? ”

A major world?

Yang Junshan scoffed from the bottom of his heart. If the twenty-seventh plane the scholar was talking about was truly Nine Heavens, then he was very sure that regardless of size or background, Nine Heavens was far worse than Circulatory World!

Putting everything aside, when Yang Junshan and the other seven or eight cultivators with Circulatory World tried to sneak into the Nine Heavens to steal the Three Ultimate Heavenly Immortal Treasury, when the various powers on each continent as well as one or two immortals were working together to annihilate one person, six of them were even taken by the cultivators with Circulatory World, allowing them to see the true strength of the Nine Heavens.

Yang Junshan would definitely not speak of this matter aloud, but Zhong Kui, who was unaware, had his eyes wander around the bamboo forest time and time again, and was even more certain of his guess now.

He pursed his lips and said to Yang Junshan: “Look, although more than half of the Celestial Sovereign s that have been invited to the Great Luo Immortal Banquet are Golden Body Wonderland, in reality, most of them are Loose Immortals, or perhaps, they have some sort of power or background behind them. In fact, they are not even considered as strong in the entire starry sky, so, in the future, if Confucian were to take the initiative and attack the twenty-seventh world, they would definitely be able to take the initiative.

Yang Junshan looked at Zhong Kui with a somewhat astonished gaze and said with a joking tone in his voice, “Mr. Zhong, however, your words are self-deprecating. Could it be that the Ghost Cultivators race is also considered as the last race in the Starry Sky Great World?”

Zhong Kui was slightly stunned. With a wry smile on his face, he said, “The Ghost Clan naturally isn’t the weakest of the lot. It’s just that I, Zhong Kui, am not someone that is highly regarded by the Ghost Clan.”

Yang Junshan was stunned. He wanted to ask the reason, but seeing Zhong Kui’s cold and indifferent expression, he knew that he was not willing to talk about it further.

He had to admit that Zhong Kui’s words were extremely reasonable. If not for the fact that Yang Junshan had long since known about the true nature of the Nine Heavens, he probably would have chosen to believe Zhong Kui’s deduction.

Yang Junshan thought for a while, then asked in a low voice: “Mr Zhong, how can this Confucian be so sure that the Nine Heavens has already appeared?”

Zhong Kui thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice, “There might be cultivators from the 27th plane who were captured by the Confucian, and the scholar saint determined the general location of the space hidden in the starry sky.”

Just as Zhong Kui finished speaking, a crisp and clear sound of a bell rang out, drawing the attention of the Bamboo Forest Immortals to the central tower once again.

‘s gentle and refined voice sounded out from the pavilion: “This old man is fortunate enough to have a glimpse at Great Luo Wonderland. I am indebted to the various deities for thinking so highly of me, that’s why today’s Jadeite Bamboo Forest feast, in order to express my gratitude to the various deities.

The moment Yan Zongsheng’s words fell, the immortals that were previously wandering in the bamboo forest had already returned to their seats and sat upright. They said in unison, “We are willing to listen to the teachings of the Holy Sect.”

Yang Junshan saw that Zhong Kui, who was standing beside his, was still looking serious and confused. Yang Junshan could not help but ask in a low voice, “Mister Zhong, this is …”

Before Yang Junshan could finish his sentence, Zhong Kui made a gesture to silence him, interrupting him. He said via voice transmission, “The main event of the Great Luo Immortal Banquet is about to begin.”

Yang Junshan was startled, when he raised his eyes to look, only to see Han Zhong Celestial Sovereign standing in front of Yan Zongsheng, holding a Suo Zither in his hand.

Yang Junshan was confused, and followed up with a sound transmission: “Didn’t you say you want to teach dao, how could you say that you want to play a zither?”

Zhong Kui scoffed, “Taoist Yang, if the Immortal Path could be passed down simply by being noisy on its own, then the Immortal Realm’s inheritance would be way too cheap! The path of cultivation is something that can only be described with words. The people who came before can only express their own thoughts, but how much others can comprehend and what they understand will depend on different people. ”

Just as Zhong Kui finished speaking, Yang Junshan suddenly opened his eyes wide.

On the pavilion, Yan Zongsheng’s hands slowly landed on the horizontal guqin in front of him. However, when they fell into Yang Junshan’s eyes, he felt as if many profound marks had cut across Yan Zongsheng’s hands, and when his hands moved, it was as if countless secrets were hidden within them.

And following a light flick of Yan Zongsheng’s finger, a “Zheng” sound rang out, resounding throughout the entire bamboo forest. Everything in the surroundings seemed to have stopped, and only the sound of the zither strings vibrating resounded between heaven and earth.