Chapter 2505: Mount Tai's Immortal Land

This was a vast expanse of land, with towering mountains and winding rivers, enveloped in swirling mists and immortal energy. The atmosphere was hazy and ethereal, brimming with vital energy that exuded an overwhelming presence, even from a distance.

This was the legendary Feng Zhan Xian Di, the only place in the San Xian Jie where cultivation levels faced no suppression. Whenever a cultivator from the San Xian Jie made a breakthrough, they would either ascend to the Shang Xian Jie or come here to undergo tribulation. Once they left, their level would be suppressed again.

No one knew what secrets this place concealed or why there was no level suppression. It had witnessed countless shifts through the ages and could be considered a great holy land in the San Xian Jie.

Boom! Rumble!

Before dawn broke, thunderous roars echoed, with dark clouds gathering and lightning flashing amid thunder—it was the scene of tribulation. Crowds gathered everywhere, watching with shining eyes.

People had grown accustomed to this; terrifying lightning tribulations occurred every few days.

As the first hint of red glow appeared in the east, figures converged from all directions, some soaring on clouds, others riding flying swords. They came from every corner of the world, mostly great masters or sect ancestors with deep-rooted influences, all here to participate in the Wu Yue Dou Fa.

Naturally, such a grand event wouldn't lack attendees from the Tian Jie, like Tai Yi and Tai Bai, who had arrived the previous day and were now wandering around in search of treasures.

Overlooking Feng Zhan Xian Di, it was teeming with people, including immortals from the upper realms and great demons from the lower realms—a true mix of all kinds. The scene was even more lively than the Hua Shan Lun Dao.

However, no matter who they were, upon arriving at Feng Zhan Xian Di, they all behaved properly and dared not cause trouble. Even the Jade Emperor of the Tian Ting wouldn't act recklessly here, for Feng Zhan Xian Di harbored hidden tigers and dragons, its foundations so profound that even the Wu Yue sects were wary.

In the void, several figures streaked across the sky—it was Ye Chen and his group.

The others were fine, but Ye Chen, visiting for the first time, was full of curiosity. Feng Zhan Xian Di was extraordinarily vast, even larger than Zhu Tian Men, radiating an ancient and desolate aura.

"What a place of outstanding talents and spirits."

"Behave yourself." Hua Shan Shen Nu glanced at him with a threatening tone. At that moment, she was no longer a saint; the instant she entered Feng Zhan Xian Di, the level suppression vanished, and she had become a quasi-emperor level expert. In contrast, Ye Chen was still just a small saint.

Ye Chen glanced at her, unsure where this girl got her confidence. So what if she was a quasi-emperor? If they fought, I could still beat her. Higher cultivation meant nothing; it was the Dao that mattered.

Compared to Hua Shan Shen Nu, Hua Shan Shen Zi's face looked even more sinister, with moments when he nearly made a move. He was also a quasi-emperor and believed he could crush Ye Chen with one palm to avenge the previous day's grudge. Those who held grudges often acted recklessly.

Ye Chen's eyes darted around, glancing at Shen Zi without speaking, but sneering inwardly: Your Shen Nu isn't enough, and neither are you. What's so great about being a quasi-emperor? I've slain great emperors before. You've been staring at me all along—hadn't you had enough? Did you want a beating?

"Don't cause any more trouble." Hua Shan Zhen Ren said indifferently.

This was aimed at Hua Shan Shen Zi.

He had noticed Shen Zi staring at Ye Chen the whole way and hadn't expected him to become even more brazen upon reaching Feng Zhan Xian Di, as if disregarding his sect leader.

Hua Shan Shen Zi took a deep breath and finally restrained his gaze, his mouth curling slightly with a cold light flashing in his eyes: Just wait. After the Wu Yue Dou Fa ends, it will be your time to die.

"Hey? People from Hua Shan."

"That must be the little stone spirit that the Dao Jing recognized as its master? Nothing special about him!"

"I wonder what kind of luck he had."

Many looked up, most focusing on Ye Chen, pointing and discussing. Some great masters narrowed their eyes, trying to see through him. After observing, their expressions turned strange—it was indeed Ye Chen's body, but why did it have Hua Shan Shen Nu's Yuan Shen?

Hua Shan's schemes were truly unfathomable. More people noticed, and their expressions became strange, not understanding why Hua Shan Shen Nu and the stone spirit Ye Chen had swapped bodies.

Whenever this came up, a couple of old guys would step forward, hands behind their backs, explaining everything about Hua Shan in detail: from the Dao Jing recognizing its master to the separation of emperor essence, breaking four realms in one day, producing eight pills in one furnace, including defeating Hua Shan Shen Zi and Shen Nu. There was nothing they didn't know, drawing many listeners and waves of astonishment. They hadn't realized Hua Shan had such events recently.

These two old guys were naturally Tai Yi and Tai Bai, real chatterboxes, talking nonstop and striving to spread Ye Chen's glorious deeds across Feng Zhan Xian Di.

As a result, even before Ye Chen landed, his name had resounded throughout the land, even more famous than during the Hua Shan Lun Dao, shocking many old fellows in seclusion.

In the void, Ye Chen walked through the sky, still scanning the surroundings.

Feng Zhan Xian Di had many immortal mountains and ancient cities and towns, with people coming and going endlessly. Through the haze, one could see cranes dancing gracefully on the immortal mountains; through the void, one could see stalls everywhere in the ancient cities, with vendors shouting—a truly prosperous scene.

Ahead, a majestic immortal mountain came into view. Even before approaching, one could hear the sounds of the Great Dao and see various phenomena manifesting, shrouded in clouds and mist, like a dream.

That mountain was Kun Lun Shan. The Kun Lun Zhen Xian who had previously participated in the Hua Shan Lun Dao was from the Kun Lun lineage. For the Wu Yue Dou Fa, they were the hosts, a tradition passed down by the elders, standing in Feng Zhan Xian Di for countless ages.

At the peak of Kun Lun, immortal mist swirled, already filled with people. Stone tables and chairs were set with immortal fruits and jade nectar, occupied by many immortal-like figures, handsome gods and sons, and graceful goddesses—all from first-rate major powers.

The arrival of Hua Shan's people drew attention from all sides.

As before, Ye Chen, the little stone spirit, was particularly noteworthy. It was just that his reputation had been so prominent these days; anyone who saw him looked at him differently, not knowing from which remote mountain this little guy had emerged, silent until he shocked everyone.

"The one recognized by the Dao Jing is indeed extraordinary." The old fellows stroked their beards, looking up at Ye Chen before he even landed, able to sense a profound Dao essence.

The gods and sons and goddesses were also watching, many feeling unconvinced, not knowing what kind of luck Ye Chen had to make the Dao Jing recognize him. This was more than just opportunity—it was heaven-defying fortune.

"Hua Shan Zhang Jiao bringing him here must have deep meaning!" Kun Lun Zhang Jiao laughed.

"I've heard he defeated Hua Shan Shen Zi and Shen Nu. Such a brilliant junior, Hua Shan Zhang Jiao must intend to pass on his mantle to him. In the future, he might become the new Zhang Jiao."

"That may not be certain; Hua Shan's situation is quite delicate."

"You're right, those old fellows aren't peaceful. If not handled well, there could be bloodshed." More old fellows pondered, stroking their chins, their words meaningful, their gazes profound, as observers who knew everything, apparently familiar with Hua Shan's affairs.

"Greetings, fellow immortals, I hope you've been well."

Hua Shan Zhen Ren smiled, descending from the sky, cupping his hands in greeting.

"It's been a while; you've become even more radiant."

After a round of greetings, they mingled, the old fellows in one group, the juniors in another.

Hua Shan Shen Zi glanced at Ye Chen and then turned to walk away.

Hua Shan Shen Nu, however, stuck close to Ye Chen, afraid he might cause trouble everywhere with her body. As before, someone like him needed to be watched at all times.

Ye Chen held a wine pot and, since landing, had been looking around, trying to find his reincarnated loved ones from Da Chu. After scanning, he didn't see any relatives.

"Don't look anymore, come over here." Hua Shan Shen Nu dragged Ye Chen away, found a stone table, and for safety, it was better to sit steadily and keep an eye on him.

"That little stone spirit and Hua Shan Shen Nu, what's going on? How did they swap bodies?"

"I heard there was some unknown incident during their fight."

"The one who can defeat Hua Shan Shen Zi and Shen Nu, the one who fused with the Dao Jing, is truly formidable."

Many gods and sons and goddesses looked over, whispering, their tones and expressions varied: some sighing, some amazed, some curious, some strange, and all very well-informed.

Ye Chen stood with his hands behind his back, head down, not eating the immortal fruits or drinking the wine, just sitting quietly, who knows what he was thinking. Those who didn't know might think he was asleep.

"Can you sit properly?" Hua Shan Shen Nu kicked Ye Chen and glared at him fiercely.

Ye Chen didn't speak; his mood wasn't great. He casually took out a stick and slammed it on the table with a clang.

Don't say, this action really worked.

Hua Shan Shen Nu behaved herself, afraid that this little stone spirit would do something outrageous in public.

"Kun Lun also has emperor Dao essence." Although Ye Chen had his head down, he could clearly perceive that this Kun Lun Xian Shan, like Hua Shan, harbored a terrifying emperor essence.

He wasn't surprised; Dao Zu must have comprehended the Dao here as well.

"She is the goddess of Tian Shan Pai, Xue Ling." Hua Shan Shen Nu pointed to one side.

Ye Chen looked up and glanced over.

She was a lively young girl, clever and playful, with a personality somewhat similar to Di Jiu Xian. It was clear she wasn't a human cultivator; her true form was a pure snow lotus that had cultivated for many years to take human shape.

"That is the godson of Da Ming Shan."

"In the southeast direction is the goddess of Yan Shan Pai, who is born with Dao fire."

"The one from Zi Zhu Lin is the godson of Long Shan lineage."

Hua Shan Shen Nu frequently transmitted messages, introducing them one by one.

"The San Xian Jie is quite interesting." Ye Chen said with a meaningful expression.

Moreover, he discovered something quite amusing.

These gods and sons and goddesses really stuck with their own kind.

While scanning, he saw Hua Shan Shen Zi.

That guy was quite popular, with many people around him, including goddesses from various sects and other godsons. They chatted, and several glanced over here. Hua Shan Shen Zi's eyes were fierce, and his friends were the same.

That scene had a sense of united against a common enemy.

"Your popularity doesn't seem very good!"

Ye Chen lowered his head again, saying this to Hua Shan Shen Nu.

"Don't you understand politics?" Hua Shan Shen Nu said dismissively.

With those two words, Ye Chen instantly understood.

For some reason, as he watched, his expression became a bit strange.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the one beside him: "Why isn't anyone approaching you?"

"Who dares?" Hua Shan Shen Nu smiled proudly.

Ye Chen sized her up and down.

Sure enough, it was soon verified.

Under his watch, a young man walked in, exuding a wild and free spirit, with a wine gourd at his waist, slightly disheveled hair, and full of alcohol smell.

This guy's identity was not simple; he was the godson of the Kun Lun lineage.

"Finally, someone worth watching," Ye Chen said with his hands behind his back.

The arrival of Kun Lun Shen Zi made everyone's eyes show a hint of wariness.

Kun Lun Shen Zi waved casually and staggered over toward Ye Chen and Hua Shan Shen Nu.

"There's a problem with the Meng Dao Xian Fa." Hua Shan Shen Nu said with a dry laugh.

"I told you not to touch that immortal law."

Kun Lun Shen Zi was very familiar, sitting right in the middle between Ye Chen and Hua Shan Shen Nu.

"After the Wu Yue Dou Fa ends, let's find a place, and I'll beat you up," Kun Lun Shen Zi took a swig of wine.

"Sure," Ye Chen replied casually.

"Let's get this straight, I'm touching my Xian Er, not you."

Ye Chen took a deep breath.

"So many people, how embarrassing," Hua Shan Shen Nu said with a blush.

"It's bound to happen sooner or later; what's there to be embarrassed about," Kun Lun Shen Zi said.

He was really in the mood.

Kun Lun Zhang Jiao saw it and stroked his beard.

Hua Shan Zhen Ren and Hua Shan Xian Zi saw it and coughed dryly.

In fact, Young Master Ye's face had already turned black.

Finally, he stood up and left.

Behind him, Kun Lun Shen Zi was still flirting with Hua Shan Shen Nu.

As they spoke, another group descended from the sky.

It was the Huang Shan Pai.

Speaking of their godson and goddess.

Soon after, the Tai Shan Pai arrived.

Following that, Heng Shan Pai and Hen Shan Pai arrived one after another.

Thus, all the sects for the Wu Yue Dou Fa had arrived.

After some greetings, they each took their seats.

The godsons and goddesses of Wu Yue were the same.

As a Hua Shan disciple, Ye Chen was also targeted by those gazes.