IS Chapter 48
by VolareThe further he walked along the mountain path, the more Spiritual Power the Nascent Soul Daoist could sense was filling the air.
——Venturing out is truly broadening one’s horizons.
He had thought that such rich Spiritual Power could only be found on Upper Purity Mountain.
But the Spiritual Power of Green Mountains seemed to have something more than Upper Purity Mountain.
It was as if there was a vibrant spring beneath the ground, constantly exuding clear and pure essence of Heaven and Earth.
Repeating endlessly, circulating without end.
Could this be the unique aura of a newly formed Aura Meridian?
The Nascent Soul Daoist lowered his gaze. The words of his master involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
“You naturally know about that Second Palace Master of Micro-Snow Palace. He is a Sword Cultivator, so just don’t provoke him. But you must pay attention to their Great Palace Master and probe his background.”
“——It is said that this Daoist Wei Sheng arrived at Green Mountains from thousands of miles away, without a compass, without worshiping Heaven and Earth, without observing the stars, and with a single point of his finger, he established Micro-Snow Main Peak and founded the sect.”
“Naturally, it’s just a rumor. In the end, no one knows how he actually did it. But only a year later, Green Mountains suddenly saw heavenly light and the earth sprung forth with lotus flowers——beneath their Main Peak, an Aura Meridian miraculously emerged. Someone asked him how he did it, and he said, ‘It was just a coincidence.’ Do you believe that?”
At that time, the Nascent Soul Daoist replied, “If he is such a miraculous person, I’m afraid this disciple won’t be able to discern his true origins.”
“It doesn’t matter, that Daoist previously forced himself out of Death Meditation, and his cultivation realm greatly declined. Now he is only at the Nascent Soul Realm,” his master said.
“And on this trip, you should also carefully examine the mountain below them——to see what grade of Aura Meridian is buried there. If it is a high-grade Aura Meridian, their foundation is weak, their numbers are few, and their power is limited, like a child carrying gold in a busy market, I’m afraid they will have difficulty guarding it. If that’s really the case, our sect, as the leader of the Immortal Path, will have to provide some assistance.”
“This disciple understands.”
His master’s instructions were still ringing in his ears, and the light Spiritual Power was still lingering in his chest.
——If it wasn’t a high-grade Aura Meridian, it wouldn’t make sense. The Nascent Soul Daoist thought.
Before he could gather his thoughts, he saw the immortal mist scattering like clouds, and among the jade trees, a palace of glazed white jade appeared.
Cloud steps and moonlit ground, ethereal and otherworldly, not particularly luxurious, but utterly refined. One could almost imagine immortals brewing tea and discussing the Dao in the palace.
The sword-carrying youth who had led him here had disappeared without him noticing.
At the entrance of the palace, on the left and right, stood two young men of similar age, sixteen or seventeen years old, one with immortal fungus embroidered on his clothes, and the other with celestial spiders.
Both were quiet and composed, with lowered eyes and extremely proper demeanor.
The youth on the left said in a low voice, “Please.”
There was no excessive courtesy, but rather a dignified air. Even with an unannounced visitor, there was no hint of disorder in the sect’s order.
Invisibly, the Nascent Soul Daoist gained even more appreciation for this Micro-Snow Palace.
——So he calmly walked into the palace.
What entered his eyes, of course, was the young Daoist in white robes and a red sash in the center of the hall.
Warm and smiling, he made people feel as if they were basking in the spring breeze.
“Micro-Snow Palace is located in a remote area. Thank you for traveling all the way here, honored guest. Please take a seat.”
——Then a handsome and composed Little Daoist led him to his seat.
This young Daoist must be the famous Palace Master Wei Sheng, who could determine the Universe with a single command.
Observing his aura, it was even deeper than his own. Could it be that he was no longer at the Nascent Soul Realm, but at the Body Integration Realm?
“Palace Master Wei Sheng, I have long admired your name.” After greeting Wei Sheng Xian, the Nascent Soul Daoist still wanted to examine his cultivation realm more closely, but his gaze involuntarily shifted to the lower seat.
It felt as if a sword blade had suddenly entered his field of vision, and his eyes looked there even before his mind could process it.
——Bright red clothes entered his eyes, but that face was even more gorgeous and intense than the red clothes he wore.
That person was just looking at him, expressionless. The aura around him was so cold and sharp, like snow that had accumulated for years.
Not to mention the jet-black long sword in his arms, filled with baleful aura.
There was no need to say it. Anyone who saw such a person would naturally know who he was.
The Number One Sword Under Heaven was also the Number One Beauty Under Heaven. What an absurd and ridiculous statement.
But seeing it with his own eyes, he knew that such a person did exist, such a thing did exist, and it should be so.
It was as if the world’s foremost swordsman should also be the world’s foremost beauty.
Unfortunately, the Nascent Soul Daoist had already passed the age of admiring beauty and was a person dedicated to cultivation.
Seeing such a person, he would only feel wary——such beauty was like an unparalleled sharp blade, meant to draw blood, to kill, to shatter souls.
He immediately silently chanted the Heart Cleansing Mantra, unwilling to stand beneath a dangerous wall.
Palace Master Wei Sheng’s smiling voice sounded at this moment: “This is our Palace’s Second Palace Master Ye. He is single-mindedly devoted to the sword. If he is in any way impolite, please don’t take it to heart, honored guest.”
Everyone knew this, there was no need to say it. Who would bother to argue with a Sword Cultivator about etiquette? It was already fortunate if the Sword Cultivator didn’t argue with you about your life.
——Especially a Body Integration Realm Sword Cultivator.
Everyone knew the Second Palace Master Ye’s cultivation realm, there was no need to speculate.
After a brief greeting, he tried his best to shift his attention away from this Second Palace Master Ye. Accidentally, he saw the person standing beside Second Palace Master Ye’s seat.
In an instant, it was like leaving a tiger’s den only to enter a dragon’s pool.
The Nascent Soul Daoist almost couldn’t breathe.
That young man was full of composure and nobility, with an aura as deep as an abyss, a slight smile in his dark eyes, as if such courteous behavior could conceal his arrogance.
And feeling his aura, it was like facing an abyss.
The Nascent Soul Daoist: “…”
Could it be that he was another Body Integration mighty figure?
How could such a person be attending at the side?
Just as he was thinking this, he saw the young man in black robes, exuding nobility and inscrutability, slightly leaning over, picking up Second Palace Master Ye’s teacup, lifting the jade lid to check the temperature and color, and then blowing on the floating leaves before handing it to Second Palace Master Ye.
Second Palace Master Ye then took it and took a sip.
The young man then took the cup back and placed it in its original position.
This action was so calm and skilled.
And from beginning to end, Palace Master Wei Sheng did not introduce the young man’s name, as if he were unimportant and didn’t need to be mentioned.
The more the Nascent Soul Daoist thought, the more horrified he became.
Could this Micro-Snow Palace really be so unfathomable?
He couldn’t think about it anymore, or he might lose his composure.
In short, such a small sect actually had three Body Integration Realm cultivators, and each one was so young and outstanding, it truly made him ashamed and resentful.
Shifting his gaze to the other side, the Nascent Soul Daoist finally breathed a sigh of relief.
This person looked only twenty-one or twenty-two years old, beautiful and delicate, with large scorpion patterns embroidered on his red clothes, and a somewhat innocent expression. He was now focused on drinking tea and was not looking at him.
This was probably Fourth Palace Master Feng. There were also rumors about him in the Immortal Path, rumors that the Pill Sect had several pill formulas that they had purchased from Micro-Snow Palace’s Fourth Palace Master.
“This is our Palace’s Fourth Palace Master Feng.”
The Nascent Soul Daoist greeted him.
However, Feng Jiang did not pay any attention to him, as if he hadn’t seen or heard anything, drinking tea, and after finishing his tea, he rested his chin in his hand and looked at the pillars of Micro-Snow Palace, in a state of boredom.
It didn’t matter, the Nascent Soul Daoist thought.
Fourth Palace Master Feng was at the Nascent Soul Realm, with a realm similar to his own, which was good enough to save some face.
Looking at the last and least conspicuous position, there was an old man with a shallow aura, no different from a mortal, who was now looking down and doing something.
“This is our Palace’s Fifth Palace Master.”
“Greetings, Fifth Palace Master,” the Nascent Soul Daoist said faintly, but again received no response.
The old man was wholeheartedly embroidering, his eyes fixed on the pattern, not moving away for even a moment.
“Fifth Palace Master is old and his ears are a little hard of hearing. Honored guest, you don’t need to take it to heart,” Wei Sheng Xian said. “Upper Purity Mountain is the leader of the Orthodox Path, a superior sect of the Immortal Path. Your visit is a great honor for our palace.”
Was it really…?
The Nascent Soul Daoist responded vaguely, but felt only discomfort in his heart.
Was it really an honor?
Then why did it seem that only Palace Master Wei Sheng had noticed him in the entire Micro-Snow Palace?
Didn’t Palace Master Wei Sheng himself think that the others were being too impolite and neglecting the superior sect?
How could he still have a full smile on his face, as if everything here was harmonious?
The sect had sent him here, probably not because he was the most suitable in terms of qualifications and cultivation.
It was just because he had the best temper!
The Nascent Soul Daoist had never experienced such a strange atmosphere before.
Subconsciously, he wanted to pick up his teacup to drink.
But he discovered that there wasn’t even a cup of tea in front of him.