"It's quite lively, but thankfully, it has nothing to do with me."
Han Xuanji sat quietly on a cloud platform, surrounded by Immortal Lord Yunmiao, Elder Qingmu, Su Ming, and others.
Su Ming was a True Disciple of the Dan Meridian's Chief, and also a highly anticipated Prodigy. Many believed he had a chance to enter the top three among Heavenly Immortals, contending with various other Prodigies.
Additionally, Purple Firmament Peak had also sent several Prodigies at the True Immortal and even Profound Immortal levels. These individuals had joined the Sect long ago and usually either cultivated in seclusion or wandered, so Han Xuanji was not familiar with them. Many of them he was even seeing for the first time.
"Senior Brother, are you really not participating?"
Su Ming was a little curious.
Although he knew Han Xuanji's Heart-Nature, it was always good to participate in such a grand event.
The rewards given by the Sect were enough to drive people mad.
"I'm not participating."
Han Xuanji said with a sigh again.
"Oh."
Su Ming nodded and said no more.
If Han Xuanji didn't participate, then he would have to perform seriously, so as not to disgrace his Master and Senior Brother.
"You, ah..."
Immortal Lord Yunmiao's gaze fell on Han Xuanji, and he smiled helplessly, shaking his head gently.
He suddenly felt that he had overthought things earlier.
His Disciple's Heart-Nature was incredibly steady, beyond imagination.
Even after receiving such generous rewards from the Sect, he could still remain so calm.
He had originally thought that Han Xuanji, having received the Sect's rewards, might change his Heart-Nature, becoming more flamboyant, or even inviting disaster due to his special abilities.
But looking at him now, he hadn't changed at all.
He even thought, somewhat absurdly, that if the Sect were ever truly on the verge of collapse, this kid would probably be the first to quietly slip away and still manage to live very well.
To have such a Disciple was truly worry-free, but this lack of belonging to the Sect made his Master's heart feel complex.
Han Xuanji didn't pay attention to his Master's meaningful gaze, immersed in his own world.
"As expected, quite a few people have been affected by demonic thoughts, unknowingly becoming 'Demon Race spies'..."
Han Xuanji's eyes narrowed slightly.
These people had extraordinary cultivation and held high positions. The demonic thoughts deep within their hearts were hard to detect, but they couldn't escape his System's detection function.
"To be hidden so deeply and involve so many forces, the Demon Race truly has good methods."
Han Xuanji's heart tensed slightly.
He saw an external Cultivator, who was laughing and chatting with others, but whose mind had actually been deeply affected by demonic thoughts, far more severely than Saintly Forest Immortal Lord.
There was also a scion of an ancient clan, dressed in luxurious robes with a dignified demeanor, who appeared elegant but was actually infiltrated by a Heart Demon.
Immediately, his gaze was drawn to the people of the Golden Crow God Clan.
The Elder leading them was quite old, with an ancient face, dressed in a crimson-gold robe embroidered with a three-legged Golden Crow totem. When his eyes opened and closed, genuine solar fire seemed to flow, and his aura was as deep as the sea, a Golden Immortal mighty figure.
The young man beside him was even more dazzling, clad in golden battle armor, his hair as brilliant as burning gold, his face handsome but with an Innate arrogance. His eyes seemed to contain two blazing suns, intensely compelling.
Their information appeared in Han Xuanji's eyes.
[Jin Yuntian: Golden Immortal seventh layer, Golden Crow God Clan Elder. The Golden Crow Clan Chief sent him to guard the clan's Prodigy.]
[Jin Zizai: Profound Immortal third layer, a peerless Prodigy of the Golden Crow God Clan, intending to subdue various Prodigies to contend for Immortal Dao Luck. His dream is to become a powerful figure in the Yao Race Heavenly Court.]
"The Yao Race... actually wants to establish a Yao Race Heavenly Court?"
Han Xuanji was startled, then understood.
Although the Yao Race was scattered, its strength was formidable. If the Golden Crow God Clan took the lead, they might indeed accomplish something great.
But if that were the case, the situation would become chaotic.
Various Immortal Dao forces, such as Lingxu Heavenly Palace, also did not want the ancient Heavenly Court to return.
After all, no one wanted a colossal entity governing them from above. The Yao Race's conspiracy, the Demon Race's lurking, the convergence of various forces, undercurrents surging... This Seven Peaks Tournament was indeed not as simple as just a competition among the younger generation.
Just as Han Xuanji was contemplating, a voice rang out.
"Brother Yunmiao, after a thousand years apart, your demeanor is even grander than before."
Han Xuanji looked in the direction of the voice, only to see an old man in a blue Daoist robe, who had quietly arrived nearby at some unknown point.
The old man had a refined face, deep eyes that seemed to contain the starry sky, and a faint smile playing on his lips.
His aura was ethereal; at first glance, he seemed to be just an ordinary Golden Immortal.
"Brother Wanxing, long time no see."
Immortal Lord Yunmiao responded with a smile.
"And people from Star Palace..."
Han Xuanji looked at a figure in the distance, a slight shock in his heart.
[Daoist Wanxing: Taiyi Golden Immortal seventh layer, Star Palace Elder. He is searching for the Reincarnation of Emperor Ziwei and plans to find Prodigies with star fate in the Lingxu Heavenly Palace Seven Peaks Tournament to join Star Palace.]
"Taiyi Golden Immortal..."
Han Xuanji's eyes narrowed slightly.
The Star Palace's influence seemed very deeply hidden; he had never found any related information before, but perhaps his authority was insufficient.
He also wondered if his Master knew the other party's identity.
The Seven Peaks Tournament soon began.
Su Ming and the others also left, and before leaving, Su Ming specifically said:
"I won't disgrace Senior Brother."
After saying this, Su Ming confidently departed.
"?"
Han Xuanji had a face full of question marks. What did that have to do with him? On the cloud platform.
Several figures had ethereal auras, their gazes falling upon the crowd.
"I wonder who will emerge victorious from our Lingxu Heavenly Palace."
Immortal Venerable Yuheng said indifferently.
The position of the ten True Disciples of this generation not only required them to overpower those within the Heavenly Palace but also external Prodigies.
"The next generation might be even more exciting."
Immortal Reverence Tianji said.
The corner of the future they had deduced revealed many scenes, and this was also the common thought of many powerful figures in the Upper Realm.
Attracting individuals with great Luck was not only something Lingxu Heavenly Palace was doing; some Immortal Holy Lands were doing the same.
Buddhist forces had ancient Buddhas descending, and ancient Yao Race clans had Innate beings preserved until now.
Moreover, as far as they knew, various Cultivators with star fate were also beginning to emerge in droves.
The next Seven Peaks Tournament should be when these Prodigies truly shine.
"Variables in heaven and earth are frequent; this is a struggle for the great era, both a challenge and a great Opportunity..."
Immortal Reverence Tianji's gaze seemed to pierce through time, seeing many figures in the future.
Upon hearing this, the several figures all seemed to be deep in thought.
"Perhaps, in this era, there is a possibility of attaining the Great Luo."