【Spring Breeze and Drizzling Rain】(3)

Chapter Three: First Arrival at the Heavenly Pole Sect

The Drunken Daoist, however, remained unimpressed, smiling as he looked at Xie Wenjie. The more he looked, the more he liked him.

He scanned the wine gourd with his divine sense, but unfortunately found nothing suitable for low-level cultivators, only a bag of Vermilion Fruits.

With a flick of his wrist, a small bag appeared in his hand. "There are about a hundred Vermilion Fruits here. While not particularly valuable , they have miraculous effects on ordinary people, such as curing illnesses, warding off disasters, and prolonging life. They are especially beneficial

for a Xiantian martial artist like Madam ." 　　The Drunken Daoist was a little embarrassed; these Vermilion Fruits were only to satisfy his own cravings. Of course, it wasn't that he had no good things, but giving them to them would be useless, and might even bring disaster upon the family . Everyone understands the principle of "possessing a treasure invites trouble." 　　However, Madam Xie, Liu Xiaoning, stared in shock at the inconspicuous little bag. It took her a while to recover She looked at the drunken Taoist priest respectfully, her words tumbling out in excitement: "Senior... this... is this the legendary Vermilion Fruit that can improve a martial artist's physique and enhance their cultivation?" Madam Xie, Liu Yiyi, had completely lost her usual composure. For people from small ancient martial arts families like her, the Vermilion Fruit was a sacred object that was hard to come by. This was the first time in her life that she had ever seen it with her own eyes! 　　The Drunken Daoist was slightly surprised by Madam Xie's (Liu Xiaoning's) loss of composure, but quickly recovered, nodding gently and smiling, "That's right! May I take this boy back to the mountain now?" 　　Madam Xie calmed her excited heart and looked back at Xie Xiaonan . She saw Xie Xiaonan's eyes were slightly red and tearful, gazing at her expectantly. A pang of sadness struck her, and she carefully asked, "Senior, could you wait until after the New Year to let Wenjie accompany you?" 　　The Drunken Daoist sighed slightly, glancing at Xie Xiaonan and her son, "Very well, I have some small matters to attend to. I'll come back to pick up the boy in half a month." 　　He then turned to leave, but Xie Wenjie, seeing that the adults had made their decision, quickly called out to the Drunken Daoist: "Grandpa Immortal, please bring more gifts next time you come! Don't forget I have an aunt and a sister, they want some too." 　　The Drunken Daoist turned and disappeared, leaving only his hearty laughter echoing from outside the door. "Hahaha... Good, very good! You're getting more and more likable! You have the same style as I did back in the day! You have a bright future! Haha ... Good, very good! Haha..." 　　The laughter grew softer and softer until it vanished into thin air. Only the three generations remained, staring at each other, wondering if this guy had some kind of secret, enjoying being teased? Half a month passed in the blink of an eye... 　　The Drunken Daoist arrived as promised, leaving behind a large pile of pills and spiritual items that were very useful for low-level cultivators. Amidst the reluctance of the four beautiful women in the family, he finally took Xie Wenjie away. 　　Especially the mother, Xie Xiaonan, couldn't stop crying, and her eyes were slightly swollen; even the aunt Xie Wenting, had red eyes. Only the maternal grandmother, Madam Xie, Liu Yiyi, was all smiles. Although she was also very reluctant to part with him, she was more happy for her grandson because she knew that from now on, her little grandson would embark on a bright future with unlimited potential. 　　Three days later, Jiu Daojun, accompanied by Xie Wenjie, returned to Tianji Mountain in a small boat-like flying vehicle. Instead of immediately returning to the sect, Jiu Daojun pointed to the towering mountain and said to the drowsy Xie Wenjie beside him, "Boy, my Tianji Sect is located in this mountain, named Tianji Mountain after our sect. 　　Tianji Mountain stretches for nine thousand miles, with undulating peaks, the highest of which has nine peaks. The main peak, Tianji Peak, is so high that it is invisible, shrouded in white clouds all day long, obscuring its true face. The other eight peaks are Tianxia Peak, Tianqiao Peak, Tianya Peak, Tianyan Peak, Tianjian Peak, Tiandi Peak, Tianxing Peak, and Tianyun Peak. These eight 　　peaks fan out to protect the main peak, Tianji Peak. These nine peaks represent the nine lineages of my Tianji Sect. Over the years, the sect leader has always been chosen from among the peak masters of these nine peaks. It may not necessarily be the one with the highest cultivation, but it is always the one with the most strategic acumen. The current sect leader, Tianyuzi, is only considered average in cultivation among my fellow disciples." " He's cunning, but in terms of cunning, he's unmatched in the entire cultivation world. He's a role model for you all to learn from." 　　After saying this, Drunken Daoist took out a few more talismans, flicked them, and nine rays of light flashed and disappeared. "These are transmission talismans. Just immerse your divine sense in what you want to say, silently recite it in your mind, and then send it out with your magic power. As for the distance, it on your cultivation level." 　　Xie Wenjie looked at Drunken Daoist with disdain, casually pulled out a cell phone from his pocket, and said arrogantly, " What era are we living in? Transmission talismans! Do you even know what this is? A cell phone! I bet you don't know how to use it either. Want me to teach you? Put..." 　　Drunken Daoist looked speechlessly at Xie Wenjie, who was showing off his treasures in front of him. He sighed, seemingly lost in thought. After a while, he came back to his senses, made a hand seal, and sent a spell into the flying vehicle. With a whoosh, he propelled the flying vehicle towards the Heavenly Peak. A moment later, they arrived at a vast plaza , gleaming in the sunlight, making one feel insignificant in its presence. Nine enormous bronze cauldrons, shrouded in wisps of smoke, were arranged in three rows of three, neatly placed in the center of the plaza. 　　Looking into the distance, several small islands floated silently in the clouds, with disciples of the Tianji Sect, dressed in various colored Daoist robes moving between the peaks and islands on their swords… What a magnificent scene of immortals! 　　Xie Wenjie stared at everything before him in disbelief, so stunned that he forgot to breathe. 　　Zui Daojun put away his flying vehicle, smiling as he looked at the dazed Xie Wenjie. He let him look for a while before rousing him, and they continued forward, ascending high steps to a magnificent hall. This hall was called the Tianji Hall, the meeting place for the peak masters of the Tianji Sect. 　　Inside, there were four large sandalwood chairs on each side, and another one at the very front, but only five people sat on it . There were two empty seats on each side. Inside the hall, a conversation was taking place, seemingly discussing something. 　　Drunken Daoist led Xie Wenjie into the solemn and sacred hall, then went directly to an empty chair and sat down , leaving Xie Wenjie standing alone. 　　Xie Wenjie glanced around the hall and saw that everyone present was dressed in the robes of the Heavenly Pole Sect, both men and women. Apart from Drunken Daoist, the other five possessed outstanding bearing and stood out from the crowd. Especially the man in the middle, dressed in a light blue Daoist robe, with his slender, otherworldly air, gentle yet bright eyes, and an imposing presence, clearly someone who had long held a high position. He was naturally Tianxingzi, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Pole Sect! 　　As for the three dapper-looking Daoist uncles on the left, our protagonist intentionally or unintentionally ignored them.

His eyes were completely captivated by the stunningly beautiful Daoist nun who appeared to be in her early twenties, seated to his right

.

She wore a tight-fitting, moon-white Daoist robe that perfectly accentuated her curves; her full

breasts were breathtaking, and her flawless face paired with moon-like eyes completely mesmerized Xie Wenjie.

The Drunken Daoist glanced around, his brow furrowing slightly, and said with a hint of displeasure, "Why are only a few of you here?

Where are the others?"

Tian Xingzi looked at Xie Wenjie, whose eyes were darting around, puzzled as to why his usually rarely seen senior brother had gone

mad today, gathering all the peak masters together and bringing back a little child: "Senior brother, please don't be offended. Senior Brother Liu of Tianjian Peak and Junior Brother Zeng

of Tianya Peak went to participate in the Cultivation Conference; Senior Brother Chun of Tianxing Peak is traveling the world and hasn't returned yet; as for

Junior Sister Shui of Tianmiao Peak, she sent a message saying… she has a cold."

"A cold?" The Drunken Daoist's scalp twitched. A late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator getting a cold? Although he was a little annoyed,

he continued, "Fine, the few of you here are enough. I bet you're wondering

why I brought this kid here, right? Hehe..." He then chuckled with a hint of smugness.

The people in the hall didn't disappoint him; they all looked at him expectantly, like curious children.

The stunningly beautiful young Daoist nun sitting at the head of the table pouted and said in a disgruntled tone, "Senior Brother, just tell me already! It's not

your illegitimate child, is it? Hehehe..."

Xie Wenjie immediately objected, "Beautiful fairy sister, you can't just say things

like that! I have absolutely no relation to this dirty old man. He tricked me into coming here!" With that, he scurried

over to the beautiful young Daoist nun, tilted his head back, his eyes sparkling, and innocently said, "

Beautiful fairy sister, you're so pretty!"

The beautiful young Daoist nun smiled sweetly, pinched

the little guy's cheek with her slender, jade-like fingers, and said, "What an adorable little guy! How old are you?"

The Drunken Daoist, his face darkening, coughed heavily twice, drawing everyone's attention back. Then, he cast

a spell on Xie Wenjie, and without a word, calmly sat down in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

A moment later, a gasp broke the silence of the hall. "Ah, this is...this is a True Spirit Body!"

The crowd could no longer sit still. They circled around Xie Wenjie, occasionally reaching out to tap and pinch him

here there, as if they were looking at a fine piece of ore rather than a person.

After a while, just as Xie Wenjie was pouting and about to explode, the crowd finally

returned to their seats, satisfied. "Is Senior Brother planning to take this boy under his wing?" Sect Leader Tian Xingzi asked enviously. "

Why can't I encounter such a fine jade? Is this what they call good character?"

Zui Daojun said slowly, "With such a fine piece of jade in my hands, can you rest assured? I'm handing him over to

you . As for what to do next, that's your business."

Zui Daojun sat down comfortably in his seat, and even took out a few

exquisite small wine vessels and a plate of crystal-clear fruit, completely ready to watch a good show.

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