Chapter 609: Chapter 609: Whitefloat City’s Star-Raising Ceremony, The Emergence of the Four Ancient Tribes
“Sect Master, I’ve finally seen you,” Gong Qingqiu said with a gentle face, performing a full kowtow.
“Recently, Whitefloat City has successfully passed the Two-Star Rank forces appraisal and will soon hold an upgrading ceremony,” she added.
“I am already aware of this matter,” Ye Feng nodded slightly and said, “You’ve done well, there will be a reward!”
He stretched out his hand and suspended two items in mid-air.
An ancient Spirit Jade.
A bottle of elixir.
“Thank you, Sect Master, for your generous reward!” Gong Qingqiu felt sweetened in her heart.
The Spirit Jade was a Teleport Divine Talisman.
The elixir was a Wonderful Transformation Spirit Pill, suitable for a cultivator of her Spirit Sea Realm, which could at least elevate her a minor realm.
For her, these were not of great value.
Being an Elder of the Misty Sect, it wasn’t difficult for her to obtain such items, but because they were rewards from Ye Feng, Gong Qingqiu treasured them as if they were precious gems, carefully storing them away.
“The Whitefloat City upgrading ceremony will be fully managed by you; I will not intervene,” Ye Feng said indifferently.
He liked to be a hands-off leader.
Celebrations like these were best enjoyed silently from the side, quietly participating in the feast.
“Yes, your subordinate will make every effort to do it well.”
Gong Qingqiu gave a slight nod, pocketed the Teleport Divine Talisman and the Wonderful Transformation Spirit Pill, found the Deputy City Lord, and arranged the other tasks, making sure there were no mishaps.
Soon, the invitations were sent out.
The various forces, upon receiving the invitations, began to prepare gifts, planning to head to Whitefloat City to join the celebration in three days.
The new badge emblem of Whitefloat City had been prepared well in advance.
Therefore, there was no need to wait for seven days.
City Lord’s Mansion.
“Reporting to the City Lord, the formal ranks of the Black Armored Guard have expanded to ten thousand, with the least cultivated among them at the seventh layer of Qi Refinement. They have all practiced the combined attack Formation, which in groups of nine can contend with the first layer of the Element Gathering Realm, sufficient to maintain the city’s public order,” Deputy Commander Zhou Jiacai reported respectfully.
Beside him stood Zhou Jiaqian, who had just been promoted to a member of the Whitefloat City Council of Elders.
The brothers who started from humble beginnings were now among the core members of the Whitefloat City Lord’s Mansion.
They were extremely grateful to Ye Feng and Gong Qingqiu for their patronage and believed that their loyalty was absolute; they were ready to die for Whitefloat City.
“Deputy Commander Zhou, you have worked hard,” Gong Qingqiu nodded, then turned to Zhou Jiaqian,” Elder Zhou, how is the preparation for the other matters?”
“Reporting to the City Lord, everything is ready,” he replied.
“Good, then let’s start the preparations!”
“Yes.”
On this day, the Whitefloat City upgrading ceremony was held as scheduled.
On the newly built central plaza of the city, tens of thousands of guests sat; Gong Qingqiu stood quietly on the high platform, presiding over the event.
Beneath the platform.
Ye Feng, the Sect Master of Divine Wind Sword Sect, Commandery Prince Shu Qianjun, Sword King Sect’s Sect Master, Alliance Leader Mo Tianlong of the Myriad Islands, Sect Main Hall Master Liu Ming, and Grand Elder Mo Wen of the Sect Main Hall, among others, sat at the same table.
“Sect Master Ye, congratulations, congratulations!” guests at the table raised their cups in celebration.
They were well aware that today’s event appeared to be a Two-Star upgrading celebration for Whitefloat City, but in reality, it heralded the imminent certification of the Misty Sect as a Three-Star Force.
If things proceeded as expected, they would continue to enjoy such feasts before long.
“Sect Master Ye, with Whitefloat City advancing to Two-Stars, it won’t be long before your sect ascends to Three-Stars,” Commandery Prince Shu Qianjun said with a smile.
Ye Feng smiled slightly, “Indeed, I am planning to submit an application for the Three-Star Sect certification. I just hope it meets the criteria.”
“With the foundation of the Misty Sect, ascending to a Three-Star Force should be no problem,” Liu Ming stated confidently.
“Hopefully,” Ye Feng nodded slightly.
At this moment, on the high platform.
Gong Qingqiu lifted the red cloth to reveal the two-star badge on the City Lord’s Mansion plaque.
Instantaneously, brilliant light burst forth in all directions.
Everyone stood up to offer congratulations, their voices rising and falling in waves, merging into a symphony.
…
“A two-star rank promotion celebration, interesting,” a green-robed swordsman carrying a longsword murmured to himself in a teahouse within Whitefloat City.
This person was one of the peak powerhouses of the Qing Shu Sword Sect, once one of the Eighteen Ancient Clans in the Southern River Basin.
He had dispatched a wisp of his Divine Sense avatar to gather information.
Throughout his journey, the green-robed swordsman could sense the transformation of the Southern River Basin.
The eruption of spiritual energy, the renewal of all things, the emergence of prodigious talents.
The entire land seemed reborn, bearing the blessings of ancient saints, a marvel to behold.
“It seems that our clan may come forth into the world once again.”
The green-robed swordsman tossed down a broken piece of Spirit Jade, settled the tea money, and sent the fluctuations of his Divine Sense back to the Qing Shu Sword Sect.
In other regions of Whitefloat City, there were many mysterious powerhouses like the green-robed swordsman.
After they arrived on the surface, they heard the legends about the Misty Sect and the ongoing Star Promotion Celebration in Whitefloat City.
And so, they came.
On the streets of Whitefloat City.
The green-robed swordsman was strolling along, heading towards the event venue at the city center to see for himself.
Suddenly, a familiar, hoarse voice called out from behind him.
“Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword, to think that you have also surfaced, this truly is a rare occasion!”
The green-robed swordsman turned around to look at the gray-haired, aged crone holding a wooden staff.
“Sect Master of Blood Lotus Sect, you have surfaced as well,” the green-robed swordsman murmured with a slight frown of his sword-like eyebrows.
Only to hear the Sect Master of Blood Lotus Sect inquire, “I am curious, where does your Qing Shu Sword Sect plan to establish your sect grounds? Is it still Qing Shu Mountain?”
The green-robed swordsman shook his head, “Times have changed, the only remaining record of our ancestral land, its mountains and rivers, lakes, and landscapes are completely different from ancient times. Qing Shu Mountain no longer exists, hence we are unsure where to establish our base.”
“The area is now known as the ‘Southern River Basin,’ with merely six two-star forces. Among them, the Misty Sect has an extraordinary foundation and should not be provoked, but the other forces’ sects could be considered,” the Sect Master of Blood Lotus Sect said with a slightly cold tone.
The green-robed swordsman snorted, “What, your Blood Lotus Sect intends to seize these upstart sects’ gates? That’s utterly disgraceful.”
The Sect Master of Blood Lotus Sect stroked her wooden staff, smiling without a word.
“Might makes right, where’s the disgrace in that?”
Another voice spoke up.
Both the Sect Master of Blood Lotus Sect and the green-robed swordsman turned to look at the two figures approaching leisurely.
One of them was an elderly man with white hair but a youthful face, holding a horsetail whisk in his hand, magnanimous in appearance.
The other was a black-robed elder exuding an overwhelming demonic aura, with a hooked nose, his hands entwined with demonic energy, his eyes blood-red, merciless and cold.
The speaker had been this demon.
“Master of White Feather Pavilion, Sect Master of Shadow Demon Sect, you have also come,” the Sect Master of Blood Lotus Sect said with a light laugh.
“Fellow Daoists, long time no see,” the Master of White Feather Pavilion greeted them warmly, his elegant demeanor accompanied by a gentle smile.
The Sect Master of Shadow Demon Sect just snorted and, looking at the ongoing Two-Star Promotion Celebration in Whitefloat City, disdainfully said:
“We are the Eighteen Ancient Clans, even though the battle back then nearly wiped out all our experts, through years of recovery, we have long since returned to our peak. With our strength, what do we have to dread?”
“Even the Mystique Kingdom doesn’t concern me. Occupying certain forces’ sects, who could do anything about me?”
“Today, as our four clans are the first to reemerge, let me take advantage of this city’s celebration to declare to the entire Southern River Basin the strong return of the Eighteen Ancient Clans!”
With that, the Sect Master of Shadow Demon Sect soared into the sky.
That formidable Void Break Realm pressure, like a terrifying storm, swept across the entire Southern River Basin in an instant, provoking shock and fear in countless people, as if Doomsday had arrived once again.
[Due to writer’s block, there’s only one update today. Tomorrow will make up for it with 5 updates. Sorry about that.]