The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1102

Chapter 1102: Chapter 1099: Jieyin Daoist Chapter 1102: Chapter 1099: Jieyin Daoist “The Ginseng Fruit is the guardian spirit fruit of our Wuzhuang View. The last Hundred Fruit Immortal Feast already produced one, so not much is left. It probably won't appear,” said Qingfeng with a start, followed by a smile.

Ao Hong's expression darkened slightly upon hearing this.

Shen Luo noticed the change in Ao Hong's expression and felt a stir in his heart.

He was, of course, aware of the great reputation of the “Ginseng Fruit”. Was it possible that what Ao Hong sought for the East Sea Dragon King was this fruit?

“Brother Ao need not be disappointed. What spirit fruits will be brought out at the Hundred Fruit Immortal Feast is determined by the host, and I am not privy to that knowledge. Perhaps there will be Ginseng Fruits; who knows?” Seeing his reaction, Qingfeng hurriedly said.

“I hope there will be,” Ao Hong said with a slightly relaxed and bitter smile.

The three conversed while walking and soon arrived outside a great hall deep within Wuzhuang View.

This great hall was built entirely from lapis lazuli jadeite. It glittered magnificently, and all the furnishings inside were made of colored glaze.

The hall was very spacious, spanning two to three hundred feet, with several hundred seats arranged inside. By now, most were already occupied.

At the very end of the hall was a long stone platform, seemingly reserved for the master's family, which was still unoccupied.

Upon entering, Shen Luo and his company attracted quite a bit of attention, and many eyes turned toward them.

Most of the monks cast their gazes on Ao Hong, whose body radiated Dragon Qi, making it difficult not to be conspicuous.

A few looked toward Shen Luo, whispering among themselves. Their discussions all related to the Three Realms Martial Arts Conference.

Shen Luo felt somewhat helpless; he hadn't wanted to attract so much attention. If it wasn't for Ao Hong's presence, he would have changed his appearance with a spell. Now, with Ao Hong at his side, it would seem sneaky to change his appearance.

Qingfeng, however, seemed oblivious to the situation and led the two to a pair of empty seats near the front of the hall.

“The two Daoist friends can rest here for a moment. If you need anything, just instruct one of the attendants nearby. I must go outside to receive other guests for the conference. Please excuse my departure,” he said, gesturing toward some attendants by the hall.

“Thank you for your trouble, Daoist Friend Qingfeng. Do as you must,” Ao Hong said.

Shen Luo's lips moved slightly; he wanted to ask to meet with Zhenyuanzi, but considering the current setting, he swallowed his words.

After all, he had already entered Wuzhuang View. There was no urgency in that moment.

Qingfeng nodded to the two and swiftly walked out.

Shen Luo was merely curious about the Hundred Fruit Immortal Feast and had no must-have items in mind, so he felt quite relaxed as he observed the crowd around him.

The cultivation levels of the assembled monks were not weak, the lowest being at the Nascent Soul Stage, with most likely above the Mahayana Stage. Several had impressively reached the True Immortal Stage.

The red-robed monk he'd encountered before was among them, along with a fat, yellow-robed man positioned toward the front-right of the hall, and a mysterious person dressed in a black robe and bamboo hat in the back corner. These two also exuded the aura of the True Immortal Stage.

“Those who come to the Hundred Fruit Immortal Feast are all high-ranking cultivators from various regions. That red-robed monk is Red Moon Ancestor from the Northwest Brownstone Mountain. His cultivation has reached the True Immortal Middle Stage, and he is known to be unpredictable, so do not provoke him,” Ao Hong's voice resonated in Shen Luo's ear, offering an introduction.

Shen Luo was slightly taken aback. When he had met this man outside Wuzhuang View, the red-robed monk had seemed quite amiable. But Ao Hong's words undoubtedly had their reasons.

“The fat yellow-robed man to the front-right is the Chairman Baixi of the well-known Bai Xi Trade Association in the West Niu Hezhou Continent. Despite his big frame, it is said to be a result of accidentally eating a certain type of immortal grass, causing a change in his body. He is known for his Body Refining Technique, and his physical defense is nearly at the Vajra Body level. As for that black-robed man in the back, I've never seen him before,” Ao Hong continued.

Upon hearing this, Shen Luo took a longer look at the three individuals.

Consequently, the man shrouded in the black robe seemed to sense something and looked in Shen Luo's direction, under the bamboo hat two sharp gleams flashed.

Shen Luo felt as if his eyes had been pricked with needles. His heart chilled, he nodded to that person with a smile and casually shifted his gaze away.

The man in the black robe glanced over Shen Luo and after a while, his brilliant gaze flickered before retracting, and he continued to sit quietly with closed eyes.

Shen Luo composed himself and sat quietly there.

Outside, monks who were attending the conference were arriving one after another, and the seats inside the hall were quickly filling up.

At this moment, another set of footsteps approached from outside.

Shen Luo looked up to see two people entering.

Leading them was Qingfeng, followed by a tall teenager.

This man was wearing a feather crown and was clad in golden armor. He looked vigorous and his cultivation level had reached the True Immortal Stage, shining bright. Everyone in the hall turned their gaze towards him.

“What a majestic immortal general, he looks to be from the Immortal Clan as well, I wonder if Brother Ao recognizes him?” Shen Luo's eyes lit up as he asked.

“I do not know him, but judging by his attire, he should be a disciple of the Heavenly Palace,” Ao Hong said slowly.

“A disciple of the Heavenly Palace?” Shen Luo showed an expression of surprise, Ji Yao from the Martial Assembly of the Three Realms was also from the Heavenly Palace sect.

He didn't know much about the sect, having only heard rumors, and he watched curiously.

Qingfeng led the golden-armored teenager to a seat inside the hall but did not leave, instead choosing to stand by his side.

“After the disaster of demons, the power of the Immortal Clan grows stronger day by day. It's uncertain whether this is a blessing or a curse for the Human Realm,” Ao Hong sighed as he saw this scene.

“What do you mean by that, Brother Ao?” asked Shen Luo, his expression changing upon hearing this.

“It's nothing, just a casual remark. Brother Shen need not take it to heart,” Ao Hong shook his head.

Shen Luo stared intently at Ao Hong for a moment before quickly shifting his gaze away.

Moments later, the sound of a massive bell tolling resonated throughout the hall.

The noisy hall fell silent as everyone stopped their conversations.

Three figures emerged from deeper within the hall. The person in front was wearing a Sun and Moon Daoist Robe, with three long beards hanging down to his chest; he looked like a true Daoist, resembling the Bodhi Ancestor.

Shen Luo engaged his Divine Sense for a brief moment and inadvertently let out a soft sound of surprise.

He couldn't clearly sense the man's cultivation level. It seemed to be at the peak of Late True Immortal Stage but also seemed not to be.

“Could this person be the Jieyin Daoist mentioned by Qingfeng?” Shen Luo glanced quickly and immediately retracted his gaze to avoid drawing the other's attention, and whispered to Ao Hong to confirm.

“Correct, this person has profound cultivation and is second only to the Town Primordial Great Immortal within Wuzhuang View,” responded Ao Hong through a voice transmission.

Upon hearing this, Shen Luo's thoughts raced as he considered whether to initiate contact with this person to see if he could meet Zhenyuanzi through him.

The two middle-aged men following the Jieyin Daoist were also in Daoist robes, looking like elders of the Wuzhuang View with cultivation at the Mahayana Stage.

“Hehe, thank you all Daoist friends for waiting. The Hundred Fruit Immortal Feast will commence shortly. The rules of the conference are the same as before. Our Wuzhuang View will first present some immortal fruits, and if our fellow Daoist friends take a liking to them, they are free to exchange for them. However, if more than two Daoist friends have their eyes on the same fruit, the one who offers the highest price shall have it,” said the Jieyin Daoist.

The rules of the Hundred Fruit Immortal Feast had always been such, and the people below showed no reaction after hearing them.