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Chapter 180 - Chapter 36 (180): [The Three Immortals Gather]

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Novel: [The Primordial Law]

Volume 3: [Qiu Prefecture Lantern Festival]

Chapter 36 (180): [The Three Immortals Gather]

(36th of Volume 3)

Translator: Shadow Knight AK

Editor: Shadow Knight AK

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Qi Wangshu's expression turned slightly awkward. Pulling Li Weiyi by the wrist, he led him up the steps while asking with a smile, "Brother Chi, where do you plan to sit?"

"What do you mean, where do I plan to sit?" Li Weiyi was puzzled.

Qi Wangshu's eyes widened in surprise.

"You really came just for the free meal?"

"Why else?"

"We're all here to watch the spectacle and witness the Three Immortals' brilliance."

Li Weiyi stared at Zuoqiu Ting.

Qi Wangshu explained, "Today, the Heavenly Pavilion is split between the Dragon Sect and the Imperial Court. To be precise, the Dragon Sect initially booked the entire pavilion to host a banquet for Zhu Huan, the Inheritor of the Zhu Sect, along with the Thundercloud Sect. The other Martial-Mystic Cultivators from across the land were merely invited as guests, a display of unparalleled prestige."

Li Weiyi remarked, "The Zhu Sect of the Western Territory controls three provinces. Are they trying to forge an alliance between the eastern and western territories?"

Qi Wangshu nodded: "How could the Imperial Court let them succeed? They employed some special methods, forcing the Dragon Sect to settle for half the pavilion, which led to today's grand spectacle. The Imperial Court's three top experts will be hosting a banquet at the Heavenly Pavilion for young Martial-Mystic Cultivators from its core eight provinces, as well as all ambitious talents across the land willing to support the nation and eliminate bandits."

"Come, let's go inside and discuss this further."

After ascending dozens of Jade Steps, they reached the first plaza.

Here, a formation barrier stood. As Li Weiyi and the other four crossed it, an immense pressure immediately descended upon them, binding them like chains or sinking them into quicksand.

Qi Wangshu explained, "Heavenly Pavilion usually activates suppression formations during the Five Seas Banquet. This prevents overly destructive conflicts that could damage the Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion and directly intercepts Spring Surge Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators outside the formation."

The five of them continued forward, passing through three plazas before reaching the foot of the Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion.

Only standing beneath the pavilion could one truly appreciate its splendor. Its imposing aura pressed down upon them, each story towering over a dozen meters high, its jade pillars and carved railings seamlessly integrated.

Qi Wangshu gazed upward, his heart filled with awe: "Legend has it that the Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion not only contains seven thousand formation glyphs within but is itself a Ten Thousand Character Scripture Artifact."

Upon entering, Li Weiyi was immediately struck by the vast emptiness within. Leaving aside the sixteen rooms flanking the windows, the central hall alone could easily accommodate a thousand people.

The first floor's rooms and hall were already packed, almost entirely with Martial-Mystic Cultivators at the First Stage of the Five Seas Realm.

Ascending the open staircase in the center, Li Weiyi felt the pressure intensify as they reached the second floor.

Qi Wangshu whispered with a smile, "Brother Chi, did you notice? The second floor is almost entirely filled with Martial-Mystic Cultivators at the Second Stage of the Five Seas Realm. It's much quieter than the first floor! What stage is Second Miss at?"

Qi Wangshu, worried that her cultivation wasn't high enough, prepared to take a seat on the second floor.

Zuoqiu Ting said, "Whatever stage my brother is at, I'm at the same stage."

Qi Wangshu asked, "Then shall we go to the third floor?"

"Let's go straight to the fourth floor!" Li Weiyi said.

Qi Wangshu was moved: "According to the current formation structure of the Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion, you likely need the Fourth Stage of the Five Seas Realm to dine comfortably on the fourth floor."

"I don't mind."

Qian Yanzhen took the lead and ascended the stairs.

As a Pure Immortal Physique, he was confident he could withstand the fourth floor's formation.

Zuoqiu Ting wasn't overly surprised.

Knowing Li Weiyi's ability to defeat opponents beyond his cultivation level, how could something Qian Yanzhen could do be difficult for him?

When Li Weiyi and Zuoqiu Ting reached the fourth floor and remained unfazed, their composure and ease finally earned Qian Yanzhen and Zuoqiu Baiyuan's respect.

They no longer looked down on the siblings as they had initially.

A maid approached them with a smile and informed them, "All sixteen independent Imperial Pavilions on the fourth floor are fully booked. The five of you, Dragon Sect guests should take the East and West Halls, while Imperial Court guests should take the North and South Halls."

Qi Wangshu turned to the four people and asked with a smile, "Which side shall we dine on, everyone?"

Qian Yanzhen replied coldly, "We are all Martial-Mystic Cultivators under the Zuoqiu Sect. We're on bad terms with both sides, so it doesn't matter where we sit."

"Then let's take the Imperial Court's South Hall. It's spacious and quiet, and it overlooks the Bing Juze, offering a view of the sea," Li Weiyi suggested.

The South Hall on the fourth floor had over twenty tables, yet it still felt empty. A seven-zhang-wide aisle remained along the carved phoenix balustrade surrounding the central atrium, reportedly reserved for dancers and musicians.

Arriving early, only three tables of Martial-Mystic Cultivators occupied the entire South Hall.

Seated by the sea, Li Weiyi asked, "Will the Three Immortals be attending today?"

Zuoqiu Ting suddenly stood up: "Brother Baiyuan, may I speak with you privately?"

Everyone present froze except Li Weiyi.

Zuoqiu Baiyuan was equally astonished.

Even if Chi Yongsheng's younger sister was a sentimental woman, she should have been drawn to the handsome Qian Yanzhen.

Being favored by a beauty was a matter of pride, after all.

Moreover, she was a high-level cultivator and a member of the Jiu Li Clan. Zuoqiu Baiyuan naturally had to show her some respect. He slowly rose and followed Zuoqiu Ting to the side.

Qi Wangshu gave an awkward smile.

"Brother Baiyuan is a direct descendant of the Ancient Myriad Sect, blessed with exceptional talent and looks. Naturally, we can't compare. Let's stick to our own conversation. Speaking of the Three Immortals, they are the three main figures of today's event."

"First, there's Dragon Immortal Long Dian of the Dragon Sect."

"Second, Ge Xiantong of the Phoenix Pavilion."

"And finally, Feather Immortal - Jiang Ning of the Phoenix Terrace."

"To gather all three of the Immortal Forest's Three Immortals in a single day, within a single pavilion, is already worth the trip."

Li Weiyi, who had been focused on cultivating and hadn't paid much attention to the young talents, asked, "What's the relationship between Long Dian and Long Ting?"

"Long Dian is the Dragon Sect's primary inheritor, while Long Ting is the second," Qi Wangshu explained, "Legend has it that when the Dragon Sect's primary inheritor was born, immortal haze descended from the heavens, transforming into a dragon and entering his mother's womb, making him a true immortal incarnate. He's also the top-ranked candidate in the Eastern Territory for the Crossing Calamity Temple's assessment this year!"

"As for Ge Xiantong, he's even more remarkable. He's widely recognized as the leading figure among the younger generation. He was taken as a disciple by Yu Yaozi twenty years ago. Shortly after, our legendary Great Palace Mistress seemed to go mad, losing all her former brilliance and wisdom. Her personality shifted from extreme to terrifying, making it impossible for her to take on any more disciples."

As Qi Wangshu spoke, he used spiritual energy transmission, fearing that the Imperial Court officials in the main hall might overhear.

"As for Feather Immortal, she entered the Three Immortals solely on her beauty, earning the title of the most beautiful woman of the younger generation. Today, we should be fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of her immortal grace. Keep a close watch on the stairwell; the Imperial Court's top experts definitely haven't arrived yet," Qi Wangshu said, his voice filled with excitement and anticipation.

At that moment, Zuoqiu Ting returned ahead of them: "Do you really think Feather Immortal entered the Three Immortals based solely on her beauty, becoming the leader of Phoenix Terrace's younger generation?"

"Young Master Qi, you're vastly underestimating her."

"Who am I to underestimate Feather Immortal?" Qi Wangshu said with a wry smile.

He then asked, "Where's Brother Baiyuan?"

Zuoqiu Ting sat down to Li Weiyi's left.

"Brother Baiyuan said he went to arrange an Imperial Pavilion for us. Sitting in the main hall would be too embarrassing."

"An Imperial Pavilion on the fourth floor?"

"Of course."

Qi Wangshu and Qian Yanzhen were stunned. Even with all the Imperial Pavilions already booked, Zuoqiu Baiyuan had managed to secure one from either the Heavenly Pavilion or the Imperial Court's main family. Truly, a direct descendant of the Zuoqiu Sect possessed unparalleled influence.

Zuoqiu Ting chuckled: "An Imperial Pavilion is much better! Here, we can't speak freely, always worried about being overheard by Imperial Court officials and inviting trouble. For example, who here would dare say that Ge Xiantong is a eunuch and will never grow up?"

Zuoqiu Ting's voice immediately drew gazes from around the hall.

Li Weiyi secretly transmitted through spiritual energy: "Are you here to cause trouble? We'll all be ruined by you. Why don't you go to the seventh-floor pavilion yourself?"

Qi Wangshu also immediately cast a pleading look: "Second Miss, even though this is the Zuoqiu Sect's territory, our home ground, the Imperial Court is still the number one power in the world. Countless young masters will be showing up today. We can't afford to provoke them!"

The Imperial Court had withstood attacks from all the major powers in the world single-handedly, so its strength was naturally extraordinary. It wasn't just about the three young leaders of the Phoenix Pavilion, Phoenix Terrace, and Qilin Terrace.

At that moment, the sound of rapid footsteps echoed from the staircase.

Li Weiyi sensed something and looked over, just in time to see Yang Qingxi emerge first.

She was dressed in male attire, wearing a Confucian scholar's cap. Her neck was slender, her robes were vibrant, her makeup exquisite, and her slender waist was bound by a jade belt, giving her a delicate and graceful air.

Noticing the attention and the subtle hostility in the gazes, she glanced at Li Weiyi, who was sitting by the window. A look of confusion crossed her brow, clearly having forgotten who he was.

Sheng Qingyan followed closely behind, ascending the stairs. Following Yang Qingxi's gaze, a cold glint flashed in her eyes. She used spiritual Qi to transmit a message to Yang Qingxi's ear: "The people from the Chili Tribe of the Jiu Li Clan are closely connected to Li Ling."

Sheng Qingyan didn't know that Li Weiyi had snatched Zhuang Yue from her. She had only seen him once before at the Heavenly Pavilion in Giant Marsh City.

Upon hearing Li Ling's name, Yang Qingxi's mind instantly cleared. A long-forgotten figure surfaced in her memory, but then she realized they were on the fourth floor of the Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion, and shock filled her heart.

'That Spring Surge Realm brat... he's already this strong?'

Yang Qingxi led the Sui Sect disciples toward the table where Li Weiyi and his companions were seated.

With Zuoqiu Ting present, Li Weiyi showed no fear. He met Yang Qingxi's gaze directly, his coldness undisguised.

Qi Wangshu and Qian Yanzhen, however, were already struggling to breathe under the oppressive aura of Yang Qingxi's Battle Technique Intent. They couldn't lift their heads, gripped by a terrifying sense of impending doom.

"Li Weiyi?" Yang Qingxi called out.

Li Weiyi suppressed his coldness and quickly rose to his feet, smiling: "Miss Yang truly lives up to her reputation as the leading figure of the Sui Sect's younger generation. Not only is your cultivation profound, but your memory is also extraordinary. You still remember a minor figure like me."

Yang Qingxi sized him up and down: "I underestimated you. It seems Yang Yun was right - Sima Qin is indeed Li Weiyi. Your talent and cultivation speed are unparalleled in my lifetime. If we don't kill you now, you will become a major threat to the Sui Sect."

Li Weiyi replied, "Miss Yang, wouldn't it be too disrespectful to the Imperial Court to start a fight here?"

Seeing his unwavering confidence and composure, Yang Qingxi glanced at the other four people at the table.

After a moment, she smiled: "Isn't it a bit too spacious for the four of you to sit at one table? If you don't mind, we from the Sui Sect would like to join you."

Without waiting for a refusal, Yang Qingxi, radiating an aura of authority, moved to the seat to Li Weiyi's right.

As she gracefully settled into her chair, spiritual Qi overflowed, forcing Li Weiyi, who had been standing, back into his seat.

Clearly, she intended to gauge his cultivation level.

Zuoqiu Ting placed his hand on the armrest of Li Weiyi's chair, releasing his own Spiritual Qi. Despite the crushing pressure, the chair remained intact.

Yang Qingxi raised her eyes, a flicker of surprise in her bright pupils, and turned to Zuoqiu Ting, who was seated to Li Weiyi's left.

"Impressive cultivation! But your Transformation Technique is rather mediocre."

"Why not reveal your true form?"

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