"Friend, please verify the invitation letter for me."

On the Yunlu Road, the polite golden-armored immortal soldier reminded in a warm voice. With his cultivation at the Immortal Realm and outstanding appearance, he seemed to be demonstrating the profound theorem of 'no ugliness in cultivating immortality'.

Wu Wang took out the invitation letter from his sleeve, and the two elders and two disciples behind him also smiled.

A harmonious atmosphere.

The immortal soldier hesitated as he looked at the invitation letter, then glanced at the elder beside him, unintentionally getting caught up in it. His expression froze slightly, and his face turned slightly red.

"Cough," the Great Elder coughed to remind him.

The immortal soldier struggled to withdraw his gaze from the elder's face, and with a slightly embarrassed expression, he said, "I apologize, I lack sufficient cultivation and have offended you all. Friend Wu Wang is the Master of the Annihilation Sect, and this is the Great Elder of your esteemed sect. But why is there an immortal among the three disciples who have not yet ascended?"

Wu Wang smiled and said, "It's because my cultivation is still shallow and my cultivation level is insufficient, so I only brought two elders to avoid being laughed at by fellow cultivators."

"That makes sense."

The immortal soldier bowed and returned the invitation letter, but he dared not look at the elder again.

"Master Wu Wang, please enter. I have been impolite."

After the immortal soldier finished speaking, he stepped aside to make way, and together with the surrounding immortal soldiers and passing cultivators, he looked at the graceful figure of Miao Chong.

However, those who could come to this place were not ordinary cultivators. There was no whispering or gossip about the ten beauties of the demonic path. Everyone slowly withdrew their gazes.

The palace group on the mountaintop where the black clouds descended had immortal soldiers guiding them all the way, leading them to a jade-paved square in front of a grand hall.

The main hall of the Renhuang Pavilion was also quite magnificent. From a distance, it looked like a palace in the sky. When you got closer, you realized the grandeur of the palaces here.

Golden pillars and silver bridges were everywhere, and carved beams and painted rafters were found everywhere. The corridors were surrounded by mountains and rivers, and looking over the railings revealed magnificent scenery.

In addition, there were immortal soldiers scattered all over the place, and immortals coming and going in groups. It seemed that the so-called Heavenly Emperor's Heavenly Palace was not much more magnificent than this.

Wu Wang stood at the forefront of the black clouds, a faint smile on his lips.

The black cloak embroidered with the words 'Master' kept fluttering, and the five colorful and exquisite storage rings on his hands attracted attention. The large jade necklace around his neck also drew sideways glances.

"Senior, is this meeting unique enough?"

Wu Wang couldn't help but smile, waved his hand, and the five of them descended to the area in front of the hall where many people had already gathered.

What does it mean to be unique?

What does it mean to attract attention?

Today, he was going to be the most outstanding Elemental Infant cultivator in the entire venue!

However, moments later...

Wu Wang's forehead was covered in black lines. He couldn't help but raise his hand to support his forehead and bow his head. There seemed to be a dazzling light ahead that made it difficult for him to look directly at it.

This... isn't... how...

Are all the young cultivators in the Human Realm like this?

Although most of the cultivators were dressed in robes and stood in an orderly manner, there were also many eye-catching "light bulb" figures among the crowd.

Look to the left!

A young man in white sat on a bamboo chair, with four fairies dressed in white beside him. They lifted the corners of the bamboo chair with their delicate jade hands, each standing on a white cloud.

There were also petals falling, immortal light surrounding them, and two fairies holding swords and embracing plum blossoms. They held a small wooden sign with the person's name written on it.

Wu Wang:...

Did they exceed the limit of five people per family? How many spots did this guy buy just to show off here!

Look to the right!

There was a silver-haired woman in black standing quietly on the shoulders of two burly men. She had a graceful figure and a charming face. She wore a peacock dress adorned with hundreds of precious gemstones that shimmered. Her cultivation level as an Ascending to Immortality cultivator was unmistakable.

Beside her, a burly man held a wooden sign that read "My Young Master, Fifteen Years Old."

How can someone be this tall at fifteen?!

Can the growth of elixirs stop for a moment!

As his gaze swept around, Wu Wang saw many wooden signs. Behind each sign was a "surprising youth" or "astonishing person," making it dizzying to look at.

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Like someone who "cultivated at the age of three, formed a Core at seven, and reached the edge of Leaping Spirit at seventeen."

Or someone who "created the Great Sun Heavenly Art and steadily developed two types of minor classification techniques every year."

There was also someone who "had the most talented body cultivation in five thousand years and possessed a thousand-jin strength at the age of six"...

All sorts of things, too numerous to mention.

Wu Wang gritted his teeth and made up his mind to take out the lamp ball that he used to coax Jing Wei back then and give a grand display of "embarrassment." But just as he was about to take action, he caught a glimpse of a simple jade sign with the words "Child Prodigy" written on it.

He took a closer look, and there was no child there, just two couples standing there.

Uh, the young woman's belly was slightly bulging...

A young cultivator said, "Wife, it's time to take the Shen Nong Fetus Nourishing Pill! "

The elderly couple behind them immediately became busy, skillfully taking out a pill and handing it to the young woman, who then swallowed it. The four of them immediately sat down and helped the young woman digest the pill.

Cultivation starts from the embryo!

Wu Wang silently poked his own eyes and basically gave up on this event.

Unexpectedly, Miao Chong leaned slightly towards him and blew a fragrant breath into his ear, whispering softly, "Ordinary."

Wu Wang took a half step back, silently covering his chest, and his clenched fist trembled slightly.

The Great Elder beside him seemed to be lost in thought. He pulled out a wooden sign from his sleeve, ran his finger across it, and quickly wrote a few large characters before handing it to Wu Wang.

"Master, let's use this."

【Enlightenment in a dream, reaching the seventh stage in one sleep!】Wu Wang's mouth twitched uncontrollably, snatching the wooden board and burning it to ashes.

"Never mind, it's better to be ordinary."

With a sigh, Wu Wang dejectedly led the way towards the entrance of the venue.

At the same time, in a corner of the palace slightly away from the main hall, Shen Nong, dressed in a dignified black robe, had already retreated with his entourage. He looked at the scene reflected in the mirror in front of him and burst into laughter.

"You brat, you have your day too!"

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

Laughter echoed within the boundary of this place, and the ministers showed a sense of admiration on their faces.

"Your Majesty, it is delightful to see so many young talents from our human realm."

"To hear Your Majesty's laughter is truly comforting. It seems that the ferocious beasts in the borderlands will not cause too much trouble this time."

"Your Majesty's laughter is unique and always consists of nine laughs... Scribe, record this as an anecdote in Your Majesty's biography."

The high-ranking officials of the Human Realm showed a hint of smile, and the hall was filled with joyous laughter.

...

A moment later, in the main hall that resembled a "stadium" in Wu Wang's memory.

Circular low tables and soft cushions were neatly arranged, easily accommodating thousands of people dining together. Immortal soldiers from the Demon Sect and Immortal Sect stood on the outermost layer of the hall.

The five members of the Mie Sect sat in the center of the north side, each with a low table. On their left and right were a member of the Demon Sect and a member of the Immortal Sect, both unfamiliar to them. It was obviously arranged by the Ren Huang Pavilion, symbolizing the unity and harmony between the Immortal and Demon paths.

Wu Wang looked towards the central round platform, where two fairies were playing the zither and flute. One fairy was dressed in green, surrounded by a clear aura, while the other fairy was dressed in red, accompanied by colorful lights. They were both from the Immortal and Demon paths, performing together.

The high-ranking officials of the Ren Huang Pavilion who arranged this venue were meticulous.

"Why does it feel like I've been counter-calculated by the old seniors?"

Wu Wang pondered for a moment and had a vague feeling that the Ren Huang Pavilion suddenly ordered the younger generation to come here, with many intentions.

The geniuses of the Human Realm seen today were truly unexpected.

But considering the vast population of the Human Realm and the grand cultivation events established by the three generations of Human Emperors since ancient times, it was reasonable to have so many geniuses.

Not to mention that they had been improving their aptitude and accumulating spiritual power since before they were born, with four experts from each family working together to cultivate...

Who could withstand that?

On the other hand, Wu Wang, who was currently the youngest Moon Festival in the North Wilderness, relied solely on his comprehension since the age of seven and the little help from his grandmother and mother.

It's fine, it's fine. What else do I need besides my flying celestial treasure?

It's just that I'm not very eye-catching right now, but I can give the old seniors a surprise later... not really.

"Huh?"

Wu Wang blinked and suddenly remembered something.

He turned his head to look at the Great Elder. After the Great Elder finished exchanging voice transmissions with several distant elders with purple, green, and gray hair, Wu Wang asked through voice transmission:

"Great Elder, where is Elder Mao?"

"He has been running around in the Ren Huang Pavilion and has not returned to the sect in recent days."

Wu Wang wondered, "Hasn't he given any news?"

The Great Elder asked with concern, "That's right, Sect Master, is something wrong?"

"It's nothing," Wu Wang smiled and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. He suddenly understood something.

The sudden change in the Ren Huang Pavilion's orders, the increase in the number of participants from each sect to five, Elder Mao who had not returned, and the Three Strategies of the Sea that he gave to Elder Mao.

It is estimated that Elder Mao has attracted the attention of Senior Shen Nong.

This old senior is best at buying people's hearts... cough.

This old senior is best at uniting the upper and lower realms of the Human Realm. If he summons Elder Mao and rewards him, according to Elder Mao's somewhat straightforward temperament, facing the spiritual pillar of the Human Realm, he may not be able to lie.

Understood, as the Sect Master of the Mie Sect, I can no longer give the old seniors any "surprises".

It's boring.

Wu Wang felt a little depressed in his heart, but this depression quickly disappeared.

There are pros and cons to everything. Although the element of surprise is now missing, upon careful consideration, the old seniors have had enough time to arrange and prepare for how to meet him in front of everyone.

It is expected that there will be a competition among the young cultivators next, or other "programs".

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the old seniors deliberately ridicule and retaliate, and he is now in a passive position, only able to respond accordingly and see if there is a chance for a counterattack.

However, his main purpose for coming here—to inquire about Jing Wei's condition—should not be a big problem.

Just wait.

It seems that the victory today will go to the old seniors...

"Brother Xiong?"

A voice transmission suddenly entered Wu Wang's ears. He turned his head and couldn't help but smile, naturally waving his hand.

He saw a group of people entering not far away, led by two old women with white hair and an aged appearance. They were followed by three female disciples wearing fairy robes.

These two old women had a ethereal aura and gave off a sense of towering mountains, as if they were beyond the realm of Heavenly Immortals.

It is extremely rare for such experts to walk in the mortal world, and only the top ten major sects have the possibility of being managed by Transcendent Immortals instead of letting them focus on cultivation.

But all of this is not important.

At this moment, most of the gazes in the hall were focused on the female disciple behind the two old women.

She had a tall and slender figure, with a shallow veil on her face, which added a touch of elegance and ambiguity to her beautiful face.

With her snow-white skin, slender waist that could be held with one hand, and a cold and icy aura, this female disciple stood out among the many young talents of the Human Realm present.

At this moment, there was a glimmer of light in her eyes as she looked towards the north side of the viewing platform, smiling and nodding at Wu Wang's wave.But soon, she saw the figures on either side of Wu Wang, saw the blood-haired demon, saw the enchanting demoness...

Ling Xiaolan spoke, "Master, may I go and sit with a friend?"

An old woman nodded with a smile, "Go ahead, no need to be formal."

"Thank you, Master," Ling Xiaolan bowed, then left the group of her master, surrounded by a faint white light, and walked to the middle of the northern stand.

Wu Wang stood up, under the somewhat astonished gaze of the Great Elder and the Mysterious Elder, he cupped his hands towards Ling Xiaolan, and transmitted his voice, "I thought you might come, but I didn't expect you to come looking for me here."

"Bear brother, you..."

Ling Xiaolan's eyes held a hint of worry, she transmitted her voice, "How did you end up here?"

"It's a long story, let's sit down first, we're too conspicuous like this."

"Alright."

Ling Xiaolan agreed, nodded slightly to the Great Elder Blood Hand Demon Lord on the side, took a cushion and placed it behind Wu Wang's low table, then spread a thin cloth on the cushion and sat down.

Neither Wu Wang nor Ling Xiaolan noticed anything inappropriate about their actions, but to outsiders...

"What's going on with this Elemental Infant realm sect master? Why is he able to sit at the same table with Fairy Ling?"

"Didn't you see their eyes just now? They were about to speak, their eyes full of divine light, there must be something going on!"

"No way, the current saintess of the Mysterious Female Sect, the top female in the best Dao companion ranking in nearly a hundred years, the pure and noble Fairy Ling, why would she be interested in the young sect master of the demon sect?"

All eyes were suddenly focused on Wu Wang.

Wu Wang silently revealed the ten large rings, trying to make his smile appear shallow.

The original plan is going smoothly!

The arrival of Fairy Ling, very nice indeed.

Suddenly, a slight chuckle came from the side.

The Mysterious Elder, who had been sitting quietly, now took off the jade hairpin from her long hair, her hair cascading down like a waterfall, her previously sealed charm skyrocketing.

She moved a bit, her legs together leaning on the low table, also sitting next to Wu Wang, showing him a faint smile.

A smile that could charm a hundred, another that could topple a city.

"Sect Master, why don't you introduce me to the famous Fairy Ling? It seems that you two have a special relationship?"

The gazes towards this place instantly increased several times!

Wu Wang could already feel the murderous gazes of the male cultivators here!

Looking to the right, the fairy-like Ling Xiaolan, smiling like a saintess, as if a cold moonlight was shining on her, making her look like a fairy from the heavens, existing only in paintings.

Looking to the left, the Mysterious Elder was almost leaning against Wu Wang, her charming face captivating, her slightly aggrieved expression was the most heart-wrenching.

Wu Wang could only sit calmly in response to this, transmitting his voice to Ling Xiaolan to stay calm, and to the Mysterious Elder not to cause trouble.

In a certain great hall, the Emperor who was drinking tea paused, the teacup in his hand suddenly exploded with a pop, the group of ministers who were laughing and talking immediately stood up and bowed their heads, not daring to speak.

"Let's talk about eating later!"

Shen Nong gritted his teeth and cursed, "Start the Illusion Maze first! I'll wait for them in the maze, whoever can find me will get a chance!"

The leaders of the Human Realm all responded in unison, when they looked up, they no longer saw the figure of the Emperor, they couldn't help but look at each other.