First Immortal of the Sword

The ancient Yun Family’s Tianluo Palace.

A group of illustrious guests were in attendance. Even the weakest was in the Oneness Realm. Most were old fogies of the Cosmic Enlightenment Realm. There were members of the Blue Luan Spirit Race, the ancient Wen Family, and experts of several other peak factions.

There were also powerhouses of the Profound Divinity Sword House, an orthodoxy from before the End of the Dharma. Their status was even more extraordinary. Although they were revenants, outwardly, they looked no different from anyone else.

Their leader stood out the most of all. He had a tall hat, Confucian robes, and a willowy beard. His entire body was swathed in wisps of immortal light, and his presence was imposing.

His name was Nie Yunyuan. He was an older-generation expert of the Profound Divinity Sword House, and his strength was unfathomable.

Whenever anyone looked at him, their gaze contained varying degrees of awe.

The Profound Divinity Sword House now stood behind the Yun Family! But they weren’t the only ancient orthodoxy represented here. There were guests from others too. Their statuses may not be comparable to Nie Yunyuan's, but they still represented their respective ancient factions. No one dared treat them with disrespect, either.

The Yun Family’s wedding banquet had yet to begin. The guests were all conversing quietly amongst themselves.

“Seems to me that the Xu, Zhou, and Zhong Families won’t make it today,” someone whispered.

Numerous sighs followed this statement.

Experts of all three clans had participated in the battle at the Violet Heavens Platform, but in the end, all of them were annihilated. Not one of their combatants had survived!

The deaths of Zhong Tianquan and Zhou Hanshan came as a particularly heavy blow.

After suffering such grievous losses, how could they possibly be in any mood to attend a wedding banquet?

“The Temple Master’s prestige has already reached unprecedented heights. Wherever there are cultivators, you’re sure to find people discussing his glorious feat. It’s truly a miracle,” someone said wistfully, a complicated look on his face.

Word of the battle at the Violet Heavens Platform shook the world even now. The uproar showed no sign of fading.

The Temple Master emerged as that grand battle’s ultimate victor. The world’s cultivators revered and admired him.

In stark contrast, after their bitter defeat, both the ancient orthodoxies and the Ancient Guardian Clans of the Dao had their reputations in shambles. This grievous loss had severely damaged their prestige.

To the point that they’d been reduced to laughingstocks!

“And here I thought that after undergoing reincarnation, the Temple Master would struggle to reclaim his former glory. Who’d have thought that his strength would surpass his former peak so quickly?” someone sighed. “Before this, I would never have dared imagine a World King in possession of such heaven-defying strength.”

As they conversed and drank, the crowd was incomparably rueful.

In the battle atop the Violet Heavens Platform, the Temple Master had won a victory so glorious as to go down in history and dazzle even the ages to come.

It came as an enormous shock to everyone who learned of it.

Thus, when people spoke of the Temple Master now, they were much more reserved. None dared make any reckless predictions.

This was a prestige achieved through slaughter!

Suddenly, a man in a feather coat interjected, “But it’s because of that very victory that the Temple Master has established irrevocable enmities with every other faction involved. I don’t even need to think to know that they’ll be back to get even with him!”

Everyone instinctively looked over and recognized the speaker at a glance.

Luo Xiaoyun.

He was a prominent expert of the ancient orthodoxy Yang Transformation Immortal Mountain.

Yang Transformation Immortal Mountain was the greatest of the seven great saber sects of ancient times. Long ago, their ranks had given rise to a whole group of unparalleled immortals of the saber!

The crowd fell silent. None dared respond.

Someone like Luo Xiaoyun might dare to make predictions about the Temple Master’s life and death, but they... they didn’t dare.

“Well said,” interjected the willowy-bearded Nie Yunyuan. “The curtains have only just started to open on this new era.

“In the days to come, Cloud Soaring Realm experts will re-enter the world, but that’s not all! Descendants of immortals and other unparalleled proud sons of heaven will re-emerge too!”

Here, Nie Yunyuan smiled faintly, an eager look on his face. “More importantly, in the days to come, the ‘immortals in the Human Realm’ are sure to return!”

Gasps rang out throughout the hall. This secret left the crowd stunned, and they looked at each other in astonishment.

Immortals would soon walk the Human Realm once more?

This was absolutely shocking news. When word spread, it would inevitably cause massive waves of uproar!

“Although these immortals are revenants, handling someone like the Temple Master will be no more difficult than turning over their hand,” Nie Yunyuan said coolly. “Actually, there’ll be no need for them to take action. Once the Cloud Soaring Realm powerhouses and the descendants of immortals enter the world, they’ll be more than enough to crush Su Yi!”

He spoke with utter calm and conviction, as if he were incomparably certain that this day would come sooner or later.

The crowd’s hearts churned with emotion. They couldn’t calm down.

“You’re absolutely right, Daoist Brother Nie.” Luo Xiaoyun of Yang Transformation Immortal Mountain said with a laugh. “Before I came to this banquet, I heard some of our sect’s elders say that within three months, early-stage Cloud Soaring Transcendents will be able to act without fear of the Laws. They’ll soon re-enter the world!

“In other words, while the Temple Master might be the center of attention now, and although he might shine as radiant as the midday sun, he’ll face disaster within just three short months!”

The atmosphere was suddenly stifled. The crowd’s expressions shifted; the secrets Luo Xiaoyun and Nie Yunyuan had revealed shocked them.

“I look forward to that day,” someone said with a hearty laugh.

A tall, thin, middle-aged man walked into the hall. This was the current leader of the Yun Family, Yun Changhong!

A powerhouse who’d recently stepped onto the Path of Transcendence in the Flying Immortal Forbidden Zone!

The crowd rose to greet him.

Even Nie Yunyuan, Luo Xiaoyun, and the other prominent members of ancient orthodoxies greeted him with a smile.

“No need for such politeness, everyone.” Yun Changhong waved for them to be seated. “I invited Celestial Mo too, but alas, she has other business and cannot attend. However, she sent her emissary in her place. We can start the ceremony as soon as he’s arrived!”

Celestial Mo!

That naturally referred to Mo Qingchou!

The crowd was stunned. She wasn’t famous amongst the general populace, but who among the guests didn’t know that she was a first-rate figure even amongst descendants of immortals? Furthermore, none of them would have guessed that the Yun Family was in contact with her!

Even Nie Yunyuan, Luo Xiaoyun, and the other prominent members of ancient sects seemed a bit surprised. They couldn’t help but take another look at Yun Changhong.

Yun Changhong took in the crowd’s expressions. He couldn’t help but feel a bit pleased with himself. The Yun Family typically kept a low profile, but sometimes, they didn’t mind displaying their foundations to the world!

“Family Head, the preparations for the young master’s wedding ceremony are fully in place,” an elderly servant reported.

Yun Changhong said with a smile, “Everyone, please accompany me to the Goldendawn Ritual Grounds!”

That was where the wedding ceremony was to take place.

When the time came, the couple would complete a solemn, sacred ritual before both of their clansmen, as well as countless guests.

To the Ancient Guardian Clans of the Dao, a wedding between juniors wasn’t overly important. What mattered was that they could seize this opportunity to display their strength and foundations to their guests. That was especially important now in these tumultuous, shifting times.

The ancient Yun Family needed to convince the world of their strength once more!

...

The Goldendawn Ritual Grounds stood on a mountainside plateau. They were large enough to accommodate over a thousand guests.

The banquet was already in place. The guests took their seats and conversed amongst themselves. The atmosphere was extraordinarily lively.

A lavishly dressed couple stood at the front of the ritual grounds.

The man had bright eyes and eyebrows as sharp as swords. He had a heroic, imposing bearing. This was the groom, the family head’s second son, Yun Chaofeng.

The woman was movingly beautiful, with charming, curved eyebrows. She was the daughter of the Blue Luan Spirit Race leader, and her name was Feng Lingzi.

The ceremony was about to begin. Yun Chaofeng and Feng Lingzi were ready and waiting.

Before long, Family Head Yun Changhong led a group of illustrious guests to the ritual grounds, instantly becoming the center of attention.

The other guests rose to greet them.

Finally, Yun Changhong, Nie Yunyuan, Luo Xiaoyun, and the others took a seat on the jade platform at the front of the ritual grounds.

“Father, should we start the ceremony?” Yun Chaofeng couldn’t help but ask.

“What’s the rush? We’re still waiting on an illustrious guest. We cannot start the ceremony until they arrive,” Yun Changhong laughed back.

Who could that be? The crowd’s hearts shook. What kind of illustrious figure is this, for Family Head Yun to attach such importance to him?

Suddenly, a commotion emanated from the distant mountain gates.

“This is the Yun Family’s day of celebration. How dare someone come here to cause trouble today?”

The guests couldn’t help but feel stunned.

Who could possibly have been so brazen as to cause a disturbance in the Yun Family’s territory?

That was simply insane!

“Go see what’s happening.” Yun Changhong’s brow furrowed slightly as he issued orders.

“Got it!” An elderly servant rushed off to do as he was told.

Then, Yun Changhong stood, raised his cup of wine, and said with a laugh, “Everyone, this is my son’s day of celebration. I’m honored and indebted to all of you for coming all this way to celebrate with us. Before the ceremony begins, allow me to offer you a toast.”

The crowd rose and raised their glasses, but just as they were about to drain them...

A terrified shriek echoed from the mountain gates. “Family Head, it’s terrible! The Temple Master is here!”

His voice cut through the dome of heaven. Everything was instantly deathly silent. Even the birds ceased their song.

The Temple Master!!

This title went off like a thunderbolt. Countless onlookers paled. Some even quivered from head to toe, their hands and feet shaking as their cups clattered to the ground.

So many cups fell that the shattering of porcelain rang out in waves. The sound was particularly jarring against the otherwise deathly silence.

Yun Changhong was obviously surprised, and his expression filled with uncertainty.

Off to the sides, Nie Yunyuan, Luo Xiaoyun, and the other illustrious guests couldn’t help but frown.

Why... is the Temple Master here now?

His arrival was entirely unexpected.

“I’ve come to congratulate the Yun Family. What’s ‘terrible’ about that? Explain yourself,” a calm voice rang out.

Another figure arrived before the speaker, slamming into the Goldendawn Ritual Grounds like a kite with its strings cut. The impact shattered several of the surrounding tables and chairs.

This was none other than the servant Yun Changhong had ordered to investigate.

He now looked utterly wretched. He was sprawled out on the ground, shouting without end.

However, no one was paying any attention to him.

Everyone had subconsciously turned toward the source of that calm voice.

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