After sitting in the hall and listening to Jian Wushuang's words, Wei Liujia quickly sat down to meditate and recuperate. He wanted to remove the injuries in his immortal body as soon as possible to prevent any cracks from being left.
On the other hand, Zhao Ting seemed rather uncomfortable and looked a little awkward.
Noticing her discomfort, Jian Wushuang quickly said, "If you're not used to staying here, you can leave at any time. I won't stop you."
Hearing that, Zhao Ting shook her head. "That's not what I meant. I have nowhere to go now. If you had not saved me back then, I'm afraid I would have died long ago. It's just that …"
"You are worried that the little Celestial Emperor will discover your identity?" Jian Wushuang asked.
She nodded. "A few years ago, as the Heavenly Official, I followed Gongzi Jiu to the Heavenly Court to attend a banquet and met all the princes. Now that I think about it, Gongzi Yan will most likely recognize me."
"That's a little troublesome. I'm afraid you can only continue to change your appearance."
She sighed. "That's the only way."
Just as they were talking, three streams of light streaked across the clouds and instantly rushed into the silent hall.
The leader was a Derived Immortal. His body was muscular like a towering divine peak. His robust face was currently beaming with joy.
"Brother Jian, I didn't expect you to return so quickly. It hasn't even been ten years!"
Then, two figures appeared. One of them was scholarly and had a handsome and gentle face.
Although the other figure was also quite handsome and elegant, his dispirited standing posture made him look extremely unscrupulous.
Three figures, three Derived Immortals.
They cupped their hands at the same time, excitement in their eyes. "Brother Jian, Brother Jian, Big Brother Jian."
Jian Wushuang had already left his seat. He smiled and said, "I have to congratulate all of you too. All of you have changed quite a bit."
The three of them looked at each other, then laughed loudly.
Chen Qing beamed with joy. "Brother Jian, you don't know. The two of them eat pills like jelly beans every day. It would be strange if they did not break through to the Derived Immortal Realm."
"Brother Chen, you have the nerve to say that. Who was the one who ate 60 pills in one bite and almost fainted?" Spring and Autumn teased.
Cui Jing added, "If it weren't for me and Brother Chun's help, I'm afraid you would've reached perfection, right?"
Chen Qing's face flushed red. "Don't even think about bullsh * tting. I was just trying to control the quality of the food. I ate too fast …"
With the presence of these three living treasures, the originally silent hall immediately became much livelier.
After teasing each other for a while, Chen Qing was the first to notice that other than Di Qing, there were two other figures sitting in the hall.
"Who are these two?" Chen Qing asked.
Jian Wushuang said, "I brought them back from Mahayana Heaven. They will be staying in this small lonely heaven for the time being."
Wei Liujia stood up from his meditation and hurriedly cupped his hands. "I'm an Itinerant Immortal. My name is Wei Liujia."
Zhao Ting didn't say anything. He just sat there and nodded.
Chen Qing, Chun Qiu, and Cui Jing stopped smiling. They had naturally heard that Great Mi Heaven was Young Master Jiu's territory.
Then, just as Chen Qing was about to pull Jian Wushuang over to remind him, a Derived Immortal stepped through the air and floated into the hall.
"Lord Jian, the young Celestial Emperor invites you and the other six subordinates to attend a banquet to welcome all of you. Please rest for a while before heading to Mahayana Heaven."
After saying that, the Derived Immortal took his leave.
Jian Wushuang frowned slightly. Clearly, the young Celestial Emperor already knew after he entered the Six Heavens Realm. He even knew that the few of them had returned.
"Get ready. After resting for a while, we'll go to the banquet together."
"Can I not go?" Zhao Ting asked.
"If you don't want to arouse suspicion, it's best if you come along."
…
Accompanied by rising immortal clouds, with Jian Wushuang in the lead, a total of seven figures arrived at Mahayana Heaven, the young Celestial Emperor's Heaven Palace.
"Lord Jian, the young Celestial Emperor has been waiting for a long time," said the skinny purple-robed Derived Immortal calmly as he walked out from the side of the hall.
Jian Wushuang nodded and took the lead to enter the hall.
"Brother Jian, long time no see." The young Celestial Emperor, who was dressed in luxurious clothes, welcomed him with a faint smile. "Everyone, please take a seat."
The Heaven Palace was huge. Every Derived Immortal present had their own thoughts.
Di Qing was not interested in the young Celestial Emperor. He sat quietly beside Jian Wushuang and closed his eyes to rest.
Although Spring and Autumn's expression was calm, the hatred in the depths of his eyes was very strong.
Cui Jing retracted his unrestrained aura, his expression nervous.
Wei Liujia was also rather nervous. He intentionally turned his head to the side.
On the other hand, Zhao Ting, who had disguised her face, appeared rather calm. She seemed to be a real guest.
Chen Qing still looked carefree. "Young Celestial Emperor, we have not seen each other for a long time. We must not return until we are drunk today."
The young Celestial Emperor, who was sitting at the head seat, smiled. "Alright, Brother Jian has also returned from Mahayana Heaven. Let's not return until we are drunk today."
The atmosphere eased. The Heaven Palace started to toast.
"By the way, Brother Jian, did you find that thing when you returned from Mahayana Heaven?"
Holding a wine cup, the young Celestial Emperor came in front of Jian Wushuang and sat down to ask.
He shook his head. "I did not find it. I am afraid it will be very difficult to find it in the future."
"This kind of thing cannot be rushed. Perhaps it will come to your side very soon." As the young Celestial Emperor spoke, he finished the wine in his cup. "Tell me, how is the situation in Mahayana Heaven."
Jian Wushuang looked at him. Then, he told him everything that had happened in Mahayana Heaven.
When he heard that more than half of Mahayana Heaven had been destroyed, and that Gongzi Jiu's forces were almost completely destroyed, a hint of joy flashed in the young Celestial Emperor's eyes. But it quickly disappeared.
"This is indeed good news for me. Thank you for telling me, Brother Jian." He smiled and said, "Let's drink this wine together."
After finishing the wine in his cup again, the young Celestial Emperor stood up. With a wave of his hand, a real sword landed in his hand.
"Brother Jian, your Sword Dao is about to be perfected. You are only a step away from becoming a Sword Immortal. Why don't we have a Dao discussion today?"
As he spoke, he threw the real sword in his hand to Jian Wushuang.
"Really?"
"Of course. However, I still have to ask Brother Jian to be merciful."
After a simple conversation, Jian Wushuang held the real sword in his hand and stood opposite the young Celestial Emperor.
The atmosphere in the Heaven Palace suddenly froze. It was filled with biting cold sword intent.
"Brother Chen, you have followed the young Celestial Emperor for the longest time. Guess who will win in the end?" Cui Jing looked at Chen Qing beside him and whispered.
"Is there a need to ask? Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Brother Jian has won. "Chen Qing glanced at him." You should know that when I first met Brother Jian and we sparred in the Way of the Sword, I only managed to exchange three blows with him. "
"Damn, Brother Jian is so powerful?!"
"Of course. Learn well. It might be beneficial to you."
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