The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 806

Chapter 806: Chapter 803: Hua Lian Secret Realm Chapter 806: Chapter 803: Hua Lian Secret Realm “I am Shen Luo, and it is a pleasure to meet fellow Daoist friends,” Shen Luo greeted everyone with a bow before turning his gaze toward the person standing behind them.

She was a tall and slender woman, donning a gray and white Daoist robe, dressed in the attire of a Daoist nun, her face obscured by a veil of white silk, concealing her features.

As Shen Luo looked her over, the woman also gazed back unabashedly, yet she seemed to have no intention of coming forward to exchange pleasantries.

Shen Luo could only offer an awkward smile and a fist-and-palm salute, to which the woman still didn't react.

It was only after returning to the Lotus Pond and being introduced by Lin Qianqian that the woman began to speak a few words with Shen Luo and the others.

It was then that Shen Luo learned that her sect was the Taiying Pavilion, a Daoist Sect comprised solely of female disciples.

At that moment, two streaks of light shot from a distance at high altitude, gradually descending toward the ground.

As the Escape Light touched down, a halo spread out, and from within, two figures took shape–one of average looks, while the other was extraordinarily handsome.

The arrival of the two, especially the handsome man dressed in pure white, caused a burst of cheers and applause from the Mount Putuo Disciples gathered around.

“Brother Zhou, it is Brother Zhou…”

“Brother Zhou Yu, he is truly a vision to behold…”

“Junior Sister Nie must be blind to have rejected Brother Zhou…”

The chatter of the crowd outside the square was endless, many expressing their relief while also showing indignation on behalf of Zhou Yu.

Wei Qing furrowed his brows slightly, clearly disliking the scene enfolding before him.

Zhou Yu, who had been enjoying the attention, noticed his companion's subtle change in expression and immediately raised his hand to issue a command, “Silence.”

In a flash, a gentle yet overwhelming wave of sound swept across the square, and the clamor from the crowd came to an abrupt halt.

“Grateful for the support from all our friends and their sects, the 'Immortal Apricot Conference' is hereby convened as scheduled. Entrusted by my teachers, I, Zhou Yu, will be presiding over this conference. If there are any shortcomings, I hope fellow cultivators will be forgiving,” said Zhou Yu.

“The entire conference is led by the disciples?” Shen Luo asked under his breath, surprised.

“The 'Immortal Apricot Conference' is indeed aimed at the exchange and competition between junior disciples, so it is entirely managed by them. Aren't we also here alone without the company of any elders from our sect? Moreover, do not underestimate Brother Zhou Yu. Although he has been practicing for just over a century, he has already reached the Early Mahayana Stage,” explained Lin Qianqian, coming forward to clarify.

On hearing this, Shen Luo's brows twitched slightly, and he said no more.

At that moment, his mind was occupied with another matter: why the people from the Dragon Palace had yet to show up, considering that even a long journey should not prevent their timely arrival.

Just then, a pale-yellow streak of light shot forward from the distance, twirling gracefully like a light yellow butterfly, slowly descending to the square.

Shen Luo's eyes brightened and a smile touched the corners of his lips; Nie Caizhu had arrived.

“Junior Sister Nie, what brings you here?” Zhou Yu, in the midst of speaking, stiffened and asked.

“Respects to Uncle Master Wei and Brother Zhou,” Nie Caizhu stepped forward and gave a bow.

Wei Qing simply nodded, too eager for the ceremony to end to speak.

Zhou Yu, meanwhile, sensed a possibility and a flicker of anger not easily noticed passed through the depths of his eyes.

“Under the Sect Leader's orders, and to break through my cultivation bottleneck promptly, I'm here to replace Sister Lu in participating in this 'Immortal Apricot Conference,'” said Nie Caizhu with a smile, saluting with her fist in her palm.

“A change of participants at this stage… this is quite unexpected,” said Zhou Yu, his brow furrowed with difficulty.

“No matter, since it is the Sect Leader's command, we should naturally comply,” Wei Qing said before he could finish his sentence.

“Yes, thank you Uncle Master Wei, Brother Zhou,” Nie Caizhu's smile blossomed on her face as she gave a bow to the two men and then walked towards Shen Luo and his group.

Bai Xiaotian, seeing her approach, tactfully stepped aside, leaving a spot for Nie Caizhu.

She naturally walked over and stood beside Shen Luo. Below the stage, whispers immediately filled the air.

“Cousin, what's going on?” Shen Luo asked through a transmitted message.

“For the immortal apricot, I'm here to help you,” Nie Caizhu replied simply.

Shen Luo, hearing this, filled his eyes with smiles. He didn't continue to ask anything further. This answer was already enough for him.

“By the way, do you know why people from the Dragon Palace haven't attended the conference?” He suddenly remembered and asked.

“The day before yesterday, I heard from Master that there seems to be some problem within the Four Seas Dragon Palaces. The Eastern Sea only sent a letter, stating that they have to miss this conference and did not offer any specific explanation,” Nie Caizhu answered.

Hearing this, Shen Luo couldn't help feeling a foreboding sense of unease.

Outside the square, Li Shu and Wuming stood shoulder to shoulder at the forefront of the crowd. Next to them was a woman with a slender figure, a high nose bridge, and slanting eyebrows. She wore a black robe and her hair was tied up high, her attire strikingly similar to that of a man.

“Sister Lu, what is… going on?” Li Shu couldn't help asking the woman beside her, looking at the situation on the stage.

It was none other than Lu Ying, who had been replaced by Nie Caizhu.

“What else could it be? She begged me to give up my spot for her fiance… I really don't know what's so great about that kid Shen Luo,” Lu Ying sighed helplessly.

“And about the Sect Leader…” Li Shu probed tentatively.

“There was no command from the Sect Leader. She acted on her own accord, and now we will inevitably be affected; punishment is unavoidable,” said Lu Ying with increasing dismay.

“Just keep digging your own grave…” Wuming sneered internally as he listened to their conversation.

Two days ago, when he had told Zhou Yu about the relationship between Shen Luo and Nie Caizhu, the latter, although appearing calm, involuntarily clenched his fist on the table, with his knuckles turning white.

Wuming believed that the more affectionate Shen Luo and Nie Caizhu appeared, the more ruthless Zhou Yu's response would be.

“This play is getting more and more interesting…” Wuming thought smugly to himself and couldn't help but mutter.

“What play?” Hearing this, Li Shu looked at him, somewhat puzzled, and asked.

Wuming looked embarrassed and quickly waved his hand, saying, “Nothing, nothing…”

Li Shu, hearing his response, didn't pursue the matter and turned her gaze back towards the stage.

After a brief lapse, Zhou Yu regained his composure and continued, “Due to the smaller number of participants, this 'Immortal Apricot Conference' will differ slightly from previous ones. The contest will not be based on battles between participants but will instead be a venture into a secret realm.”

“An adventure into a secret realm, what kind of contest is that…”

“If it's not a fight, how can we watch it…”

The spectating crowd immediately burst into discussion.

“A secret realm… Is the Hua Lian Secret Realm reopening?” Some of the more senior disciples had already guessed the situation.

On the square, Shen Luo and his group were also quite surprised, obviously unaware of this beforehand.

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