Cheng Jinnan was also in a dilemma. On one side was the Divine Wood clan behind the Cheng family, and on the other side was the noble Divine Wood clan's Holy Leader. He knew who he should listen to.
But the problem was, who should he choose to be the Divine Wood Holy Son, Divine Wood Xuanyuan's host on Earth? Cheng Cheng had been rejected by Feng Hao, so he couldn't possibly let this old bag of bones do it, right?
Even if he was willing, the Divine Wood Holy Son wouldn't be willing.
Feng Hao looked at the hesitant Cheng Jinnan and said, "I've found a candidate for you. When the Immortal Welcoming Ceremony is over, let that Divine Wood kid descend!"
Cheng Jinnan's eyes lit up, and he nodded. "That's good. Thank you, Holy Leader!"
"Okay!"
Fenghao nodded his head and said, "It's getting late. You should all go back to your rooms and rest!"
Cheng Jinnan and the other two looked at each other, then turned and left the room.
Cheng Cheng had wanted to stay a little longer, but when she recalled what the clan elder had said, that Feng Hao was the Divine Wood Holy Son, she felt that Feng Hao was too far away from her.
So far that she would never be able to catch up to him in this lifetime.
…
At the same time, all the ancient cultivation clans in Huaxia began to surface under the invitation of the Longshi Corporation. They also sent their most talented disciples and clan elders.
The reason the clan elders rushed over was probably because everyone had found some clues and knew that experts from the Immortal World were descending to the mortal world. That was why they rushed over despite having one foot in the grave.
If they could obtain some good fortune, they might be able to live a few more years. Perhaps … the gates to the Immortal World would open for them.
As a result, an extremely strange scene appeared in Shanghai's Pudong Airport over the past two days. Young people accompanied white-haired old men to Shanghai. Those who didn't know better would think that it was a tour group for the elderly.
The members of the Longshi Corporation drove their own luxurious Maybachs and Lincoln stretch limousines to bring the representatives of the ancient cultivation clans to the hotel.
Time flew by in the blink of an eye. The Immortal Welcoming Ceremony on the top floor of the Jinmao Building officially began. The representatives from the ancient cultivation clans of Huaxia also arrived as promised.
The Chinese government had also dispatched special forces to maintain order and prevent unpredictable risks. Zhao Yang, who was almost a half-friend of Feng Hao, also attended the Immortals Welcoming Assembly.
The Immortal Welcoming Assembly was like a grand banquet.
Feng Hao, who had arrived at Jin Mao Building with Cheng Jinnan and the others, immediately saw Zhao Yang, who was wearing the Cultivation Alliance's uniform.
The corner of Fenghao's mouth hooked up into a smile. It seemed that Zhao Yang had some ability. He could even get an identity to enter such an occasion.
According to Feng Hao's knowledge, each ancient cultivation clan could only get three spots at most. The Cultivation Alliance only had five spots, but they still managed to get one.
Many of the representatives from the ancient cultivation clans who had arrived early cupped their hands in greeting when they met familiar faces.
Fenghao and Cheng Cheng sat in the resting area and sized up the representatives of the ancient cultivation clans. They had a feeling that these people were all dressed differently, as though they were attending a costume party. It would look even more like it if everyone was wearing a mask.
At the same time, it felt like the eight great sects were besieging Guang Ding.
Feng Hao's divine sense silently scanned the ancient cultivation clans. The highest cultivation level among them was only at the Soul Formation stage, which was similar to the Cheng family's elder, Cheng Jinnan.
He was an old man with white hair and was wearing a loose white robe. His eyes were narrowed, and when he opened them, he gave off an invincible aura.
The weakest among them was at the Nascent Soul stage. They were all young elites with arrogant expressions. From time to time, they would look at Cheng Cheng with a hint of lust in their eyes.
Ever since Cheng Cheng was saved by Feng Hao's origin energy, she had the temperament of a fairy that had fallen to the mortal world. Coupled with her rapid progress in cultivation, she gave off an aura that could charm all living things. No matter how talented these young elites were, it was difficult for them to resist her charm.
"Junior Sister, which clan are you from?
My name is Duan Muyang, and I'm from the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. "
At this moment, a handsome man in a suit and leather shoes walked over with a wine glass in his hand. His mannerisms and manner were very appropriate. Coupled with his looks, he didn't belong to any of the popular male idols.
If it were an ordinary person, they would probably feel their body heat up and want to take off their clothes.
However, he met Cheng Cheng. Cheng Cheng, whose heart could only contain one person, was naturally dismissive of the handsome man from the ancient clan.
Feng Hao looked at Cheng Cheng with a faint smile. As for the handsome man from the ancient clan, he was completely ignored by him.
Seeing that Cheng Cheng was ignoring him, Duan Muyang wasn't angry. Instead, he was happy. He was used to seeing celebrities throwing themselves at him and internet celebrities asking to bear his children. He couldn't help but want to conquer a fairy-like woman like Cheng Cheng, who seemed to be filled with a cold aura.
He wanted to climb the ice-cold snow mountain that was Cheng Cheng and sweat all over her body.
"The Jade Dragon Snow Mountain is one of the five sacred cultivation grounds. Junior Sister, you are …"
Duan Muyang opened his mouth again. However, before he could finish, Cheng Cheng said coldly, "Scram!"
Buzz!
In that instant, Duan Muyang felt his head buzzing. He was stunned on the spot. The other young disciples of the ancient clans also looked over as if they were watching a good show.
Among the twenty-six ancient cultivation clans, the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain's Duanmu family was ranked in the top five. Duan Muyang was also a famous genius among the ancient cultivation clans in Huaxia.
However, he didn't expect to be humiliated in front of an unfamiliar female cultivator today.
In fact, the twenty-six ancient cultivation clans secretly contacted each other. Occasionally, they would hold gatherings to learn from each clan's spiritual treasures as prizes. Therefore, they all had some impression of people with similar talents.
However, Cheng Cheng … wasn't really a member of the ancient cultivation clans. Her mother was the adopted daughter of the clan elder, Cheng Jinnan. She had been sent to Mount Hua Hotel to train. Other than the disciples of Huaxia's ancient clans, no other ancient cultivation clans knew of her existence.
"You're telling me to scram? Haha! "
Duan Muyang's face turned the color of a pig's liver. The gazes of his peers in the banquet were especially piercing. He almost couldn't help but kill someone.
After laughing twice, a ruthless look appeared in Duan Muyang's eyes. He didn't care about this nameless female cultivator's identity anymore. The only way to go was to teach her a lesson.
He stretched out his hand and the silhouette of a dragon followed. It was even accompanied by a soft dragon roar. In an instant, a majestic wave of spiritual power erupted from Duan Muyang's body.
"Hmph!"
Cheng Cheng was no longer the weak girl she used to be. She snorted coldly and a murderous look flashed in her eyes. She flew up from the sand and stretched out her five fingers. Five green silk threads wrapped around Duan Muyang like spider silk, wrapping him up like a big dumpling.
Hiss!
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