The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1101

Chapter 1101: Chapter 1098 Hundred Fruit Immortal Feast and the Ginseng Fruit Chapter 1101: Chapter 1098 Hundred Fruit Immortal Feast and the Ginseng Fruit “Brother Ao Hong, long time no see,” Shen Luo said with a smile, greeting the youth in golden armor.

Ao Hong's face was heavy, and his brows were slightly furrowed until Shen Luo spoke and he noticed the other person.

“You are Daoist Friend Shen? It's been a long time,” Ao Hong sized up Shen Luo, finally recognizing him and smiling.

“Yes, I didn't expect to meet Brother Ao Hong here. You've made quick progress in your cultivation, already reaching the True Immortal Stage. Congratulations,” Shen Luo said with a smile.

Ao Hong did not show joy at Shen Luo's words, but instead gave a wry smile.

“Why has Daoist Friend Shen come to Wuzhuang View? Could it be that you're also here for the Hundred Fruit Immortal Feast?” Ao Hong changed the subject and asked.

“Hundred Fruit Immortal Feast…Is Wuzhuang View hosting such a grand event? I'm not here to attend the feast. I have other important business and wish to seek an audience with Elder Zhenyuanzi,” Shen Luo's eyes shone slightly.

He had been worrying about how to meet Zhenyuanzi all the way here, but it seemed easier now that Wuzhuang View was hosting a grand event.

“Oh, Great Immortal Zhenyuanzi usually contemplates the Heavenly Dao within Wuzhuang View and seldom meets guests. Brother Shen, it may be difficult for you to see him,” Ao Hong said, his face showing surprise.

“Isn't Wuzhuang View about to hold the Hundred Fruit Immortal Feast? Wouldn't Great Immortal Zhenyuanzi come out for the conference?” Shen Luo asked anxiously.

“The Hundred Fruit Immortal Feast is not organized by Great Immortal Zhenyuanzi himself, but by others within Wuzhuang View. He never makes an appearance,” Ao Hong explained.

“I see,” Shen Luo said, feeling disappointed and silently pondering another way to seek an audience with Zhenyuanzi.

“Anyway, let's head inside first,” Ao Hong suggested.

Shen Luo nodded.

They quickened their pace and arrived at the Mountain Gate of Wuzhuang View.

“Are the two Daoist friends here for the Hundred Fruit Immortal Feast?” a Daoist Child in green clothes at the gate asked respectfully, bowing to Shen Luo and Ao Hong.

The child had humble cultivation, only in the Grain Avoidance Stage, but he carried himself with an air of a prestigious family, neither cringing nor arrogant.

“Indeed, I am Ao Hong from the Eastern Sea, and this is my friend Shen Luo,” Ao Hong replied, handing over an invitation.

“So you are Elder Ao from the Eastern Sea, very welcome indeed. But this invitation lists only your name. According to the conference's rules, we can only let you enter alone,” the Daoist Child said, glancing at Shen Luo and speaking apologetically.

“Presumptuous! It's just the Hundred Fruit Immortal Feast, can I not bring a friend to participate?” Ao Hong's face darkened as he rebuked.

“Please forgive me, Elder. This year's Hundred Fruit Immortal Feast is organized by Elder Jieyin, and he has added this rule,” the Daoist Child quickly apologized.

“Elder Jieyin?” Ao Hong's brows furrowed, showing concern for this person.

“If it is inconvenient for Brother Ao to take me with him, then I shall find another way in. Brother Ao needn't trouble himself on my behalf,” Shen Luo intervened, seeing the situation.

“How can that be? We came here together; how could I leave you behind?” Ao Hong shook his head, about to say something to the Daoist Child.

“Eh! Shen Luo? Are you the Shen Luo who was the final victor at the Three Realms Martial Arts Conference?” A square-faced teenaged Taoist Priest stepped out quickly from within the Mountain Gate, looking curiously at Shen Luo.

“Three Realms Martial Arts Conference? Brother Shen, did you participate and even emerge victorious?” Ao Hong said in surprise upon hearing this.

He had been beset by some troubles in the past few days and had not paid attention to the Three Realms Martial Arts Conference.

“There were countless High People in the Martial Assembly, and I was just fortunate to win in the end. Daoist friend, you flatter me,” Shen Luo replied modestly, bowing to the visitor.

This young Taoist Priest looked unremarkable, but his cultivation level was very high, having already reached the pinnacle of Great Mahayana, merely a step away from the True Immortal Stage.

“Brother Shen, you are too modest. Who doesn't know that the rules of the Three Realms Martial Arts Conference are strict and there's no deception involved, relying solely on strength to compete? Your great name has already spread throughout the Three Realms, and it would be somewhat insincere to continue with your modesty now,” the young Taoist Priest said with a chuckle.

Shen Luo smiled slightly upon hearing this and said nothing more.

“Daoist Friend Qingfeng, it's been a long time,” Ao Hong greeted the young Taoist Priest, suggesting that the two were old acquaintances.

The young Taoist Priest returned the bow and then turned to the Daoist Child, his tone becoming stern, “Just now, what happened? Why did you stop two Daoist friends from entering the Mountain Gate?”

“Daoist Friend Qingfeng, please do not blame this young Daoist friend. Brother Ao and I have come to attend the Hundred Fruit Immortal Feast. As it is my first visit here, I don't have an invitation. I wonder if some accommodation might be possible?” Shen Luo said with a smile.

“Brother Shen's fame is widespread, and his attendance graces our Wuzhuang View. Please come in,” Qingfeng said with a glance at the gate-keeping Daoist Child, inviting them with a smile.

Shen Luo thanked him with a fist and palm salute, and he entered the Wuzhuang View's Mountain Gate with Ao Hong.

Behind the Mountain Gate stood a majestic great hall, and on the stone pillars on either side of the hall was a couplet: In the Immortal Residence of endless life, alongside the Heavenly Dao, the Daoist's home endures.

“What grand aspirations, but since Zhenyuanzi is the Earth Immortal Ancestor, he indeed lives up to these words,” Shen Luo thought to himself.

The three entered the great hall, and soon came out from the big door inside, followed by interconnected pavilions and towers, with auspicious clouds drifting and cranes flying.

“This Hundred Fruit Immortal Feast is being held in the Glazed Tile Hall, fellow Daoists, please follow me,” Qingfeng led the way ahead.

“Brother Ao, tell me, what exactly is this Hundred Fruit Immortal Feast all about?” Shen Luo inquired through a spiritual message.

“Brother Shen must also know that inside the Wuzhuang View, there are many types of immortal fruits and spirit fruits, some of which have become extinct in other parts of the Three Realms. Monks from various schools and sects often come to Wuzhuang View to obtain some fruits. Initially, Wuzhuang View did not wish to deal with the endless stream of Daoist friends and decided to hold a Trading Conference every ten years, bringing the fruits from the View for exchange. However, as the conference became more renowned, other sect cultivators also brought their own fruits and treasures to trade, gradually forming today's Hundred Fruit Immortal Feast,” Ao Hong explained through the message.

“Brother Ao Hong, are you here to look for Immortal Fruits?” Shen Luo nodded in realization and then continued asking through the message.

“Indeed, my father has recently fallen ill and requires an extremely rare Immortal Fruit from within Wuzhuang View for his recovery,” Ao Hong said, his expression turning somber.

“The East Sea Dragon King? If there's anything I can assist with, Brother Ao, just ask,” Shen Luo paused, then sent a serious message in response.

If Ao Hong hadn't helped just now, it would have been difficult for him to enter Wuzhuang View.

“I won't stand on ceremony with you, Daoist friend, and will speak up when needed. The same goes for you, Brother Shen,” Ao Hong gave Shen Luo a glance, a smile appearing at the corners of his mouth as he nodded.

“The two of you have arrived at just the right time. This Hundred Fruit Immortal Feast is overseen by Elder Jieyin, and the View has brought out thirty percent more spirit fruits than usual; you both should seize this opportunity,” Qingfeng said with a smile while leading the way.

“Oh, will there be Ginseng Fruit at this Conference?” Ao Hong's eyes lit up as he asked eagerly upon hearing this.