On the main peak. Old Man Mysterious Sword and Qi Yao sat side by side. Beside the two of them stood the peak masters and elders of the Ascension Sect and the Mysterious Sword Sect. Following them were the various heavenly geniuses. The direct disciples were the leaders, followed by the inner court disciples. All ninety-nine peaks of the Mysterious Sword Sect were present. There were over a thousand people present.
The Ascension Sect had fewer people. However, their overall bearing was stronger than that of the Xuanjian Sect.
"I wonder why the Patriarch has gathered everyone here? Is there something important to announce?"
"Perhaps it has something to do with Ning Beixuan crippling Zhao Tong's cultivation. Didn't you see the sneer on senior brother He Ze's face?"
"That does seem possible. Otherwise, why would they muster so many people?"
The geniuses of the various peaks discussed with voice transmissions. From time to time, they would look outside to see if Ning Qi had arrived.
However, the Golden Immortal existences of the Xuanjian Sect and the Ascension Sect were thinking differently from them. They already had some idea of what was going to happen today.
Soon, four figures appeared outside. Ning Qi and Ying Zhenxuan followed Nangong and Murong Yao into the palace. Everyone's gazes landed on Ning Qi immediately. Their eyes were filled with admiration, fear, fear, and all sorts of complicated emotions. Li Zhangtong, Jiu Jian, Yan Feiwu and the others had schemed against Ning Qi in the past. Other than fear, they also felt a bit guilty. As Ning Qi's strength grew more and more terrifying, they were afraid that the matter of instigating others to blackmail Ning Qi on the Ancient Demon Poison mission would be exposed.
If that was the case, they might end up like Yuan Long. Even now, Yuan Long's head was still stuck in the Missing Moon Peak. No one dared to take it down!
When Shi Yifan, Nalan Shijie, He Ze and the other direct disciples saw Ning Qi, a trace of coldness flashed through their eyes. However, they could only curse Ning Qi in their hearts.
"Adulterous couple!"
Shi Yifan swept his gaze over Ying Zhenxuan and cursed in his heart. Previously, no matter how much he tried to please her, he was unable to get any benefits from her. He couldn't help but wonder if the relationship between Ying Zhenxuan and Ning Qi was really as the rumors said.
"Ancestor, Martial Nephew Beixuan has arrived."
Nangong and Murong Yao bowed.
"Yes."
Old Man Mysterious Sword waved his hand and gestured for the two of them to step aside. Then, he smiled at Ning Qi and said, "Bei Xuan, you're here. I've reserved a seat for your Moonless Peak. Come." As he spoke, he pointed to the seat beside him.
When the other peak leaders saw this, their expressions became extremely complicated. The Moonless Peak, which had been on the verge of decline, was now valued by the Ancestor again. This made them feel jealous, and they could only sigh at their bad luck.
After Jiang Kun was gone, the peak master of the Da River Peak had already changed. He was another Golden Immortal of the Xuanjian sect, and did not have any enmity with Ning Qi. However, he knew that Ning Qi and the Da River Peak were not on good terms, so the way he looked at Ning Qi was rather strange.
As for the Dan Peak's side, because Ye Rulong had not returned since he left last time, the elders of the Dan Peak were in charge of coming forward. Behind Ye Tian were the inner sect's geniuses, led by Nine Swords, standing beside the elder of the Dan Peak. At this moment, Ye Tian was looking at Ning Qi with the most complicated expression. He vaguely remembered that when Ning Qi first followed Wen Sheng and Wen Qing to the Xuanjian sect, he was just an early stage human immortal ant. With his methods, he could crush Ning Qi countless of times with a single finger, but in less than a hundred years, Ning Qi had changed and become the first on the Earth Immortal Ranking. In front of him, he could kill a Heavenly Immortal at the Great Perfection Stage just like that. With Ye Tian's current strength, if he were to face Ning Qi, he would definitely die. Such a huge contrast caused Ye Tian to think for a long time. If he had killed Ning Qi in the cradle back then, there would have been fewer people in this world.
A first place on the Earth Immortal List? The Xuanjian sect wouldn't have so many troubles?
Behind Ye Tian, Wen Sheng and Wen Qing were also there.
"Third sister, have you ever thought that Brother Ning would grow to such an extent in less than a hundred years?"
"Never."
"It's a pity that Heaven Immortals are not allowed to enter the Divine Tomb this time. Otherwise, I would really look forward to joining hands with Brother Ning. Perhaps we can fight for a trace of luck for us siblings."
Wen Sheng's voice transmission was filled with a trace of pity. He had long heard that the dozen or so inner sect geniuses of the Xuanjian sect with Ning Qi had all obtained a low-grade Dao Artifact. They kept the process a secret, but everyone knew who obtained their low-grade Dao Artifact.
At this moment, these dozen or so people were also present, looking at Ning Qi with fiery eyes. Their masters or peak masters were also looking at Ning Qi with very kind eyes.
Ning Qi brought Ying Zhenxuan to stand beside Old Man Mysterious Sword. His gaze swept across the great hall, and all he saw were faces that were both familiar and unfamiliar. However, many people did not dare to meet Ning Qi's gaze and lowered their heads guiltily.
"You must be very curious why I called you here today. Perhaps some of you have already heard that Bei Xuan obtained many low-grade Dao Artifacts in the Divine Tomb this time. Apart from the forty that he gave to his master, Ancestor Yu Qing …"
Old Man Mysterious Sword said with a smile, "He also gave me forty low-grade Dao Artifacts."
"Hiss …"
Many of the Peak Masters and the disciples present gasped and looked at Ning Qi in disbelief. Some of the Golden Immortals who had already received the news were much calmer, but their eyes were burning with passion when they looked at Ning Qi. They were just short of winking at him.
"So, Ning Beixuan actually obtained eighty low-grade Dao Artifacts in the Divine Tomb? No, he must have kept some for himself. Maybe … more than a hundred low-grade Dao Artifacts!! "
"Oh my, he's the one with luck!"
Luo Bo looked at Ning Qi with admiration. Shi Yifan and the other core disciples, as well as the inner sect geniuses who saw Ning Qi give forty Dao Artifacts to Ancestor Yu Qing on the battleship, had the most obvious change in expression. The former was in disbelief and shock, while the latter was excited and enlightened. These days, they had been complaining about this matter.
They thought that Ning Qi, as a disciple of the Mysterious Sword Sect, should at least give a few low-grade Dao Artifacts to the Mysterious Sword Sect! Now that they heard it from Old Man Mysterious Sword himself, they realized that Ning Qi had already prepared forty low-grade Dao Artifacts for both sides. It was fair and just. However … this was too generous. He took eighty low-grade Dao Artifacts in one go. How much was that worth? Even if there were a dozen or so
Grand Luo Realm experts combined, they wouldn't have that much wealth, right?
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