<strong>Chapter 22 The Hidden Immortal n Young Master, A Celestial Figure</strong>


    The news of the hidden immortal n’s young master, Jiang Minghan, appearing in Nanque Sacred City spread like wildfire, causing a hugemotion.


    Countless cultivators were shocked, especially the younger generation, who were thrilled and excited.


    In the three thousand Dao Domains, almost everyone knew Jiang Minghan’s name.


    To many young cultivators, he was a living legend.


    Born a saint, with the potential of a true immortal, dominating past and present—every rumor highlighted his brilliance.


    In the greatpetition of the era, where Tianjiao shone like stars, Jiang Minghan was undoubtedly one of the most dazzling stars, destined to sweep through the ages, crushing his peers.


    Though he rarely made a move, every time he did, it was earth-shattering.


    Every young supreme who fought him ended up willingly bing his follower, eager to follow in his footsteps and witness the pinnacle.


    These young supremes were extremely proud, believing themselves invincible.


    Backed by ancient sects, with unparalleled talent, they bowed to no one.


    Yet, they willingly became the green leaves that highlighted Jiang Minghan, knowing they couldn’tpete with him in this lifetime.


    Such a legendary figureing to Nanque Sacred City to seek justice for Qingxu Holy Land, which had suffered a sudden catastrophe and declined fifty thousand years ago, naturally caused a huge stir.


    Many forces that had seized Qingxu Holy Land’s resources back then were now restless and anxious, fearing the consequences.


    The city lord of Nanque Sacred City hosted a reception banquet that night, inviting nearby influential figures. Many cultivators had guessed the purpose, feeling deeply shaken.


    They were also extremely envious, thinking that although Qingxu Holy Land had declined, it might now soar and regain its former glory.


    Dusk fell, and the City Lord’s Mansion, sprawling over a vast area, was illuminated.


    Outside the mansion stood two lifelike statues of Pi Xiu, their aura so oppressive that ordinary cultivators found it hard to breathe.


    The sprawling ptial buildings, filled with spiritual energy and activity, were bustling with maids moving about.


    “The Zhao family patriarch is attending tonight?”


    “The Pce Master of Wuyou Pce is here too. That’s rare.”


    “The Cliff Master of Lingxu Cliff…”


    “The Ancient Sect of Haotian…”


    “The Three Saints Demon Sect…”


    Outside the mansion, luxurious carriages arrived, bringing the most prominent figures of Nanque Sacred City, apanied by their young disciples.


    There were patriarchs of ancient families and elders and sect masters of powerful sects, usually elusive, rarely seen.


    These influential figures, who could shake the world with a stomp, had all gathered here tonight for the banquet.


    Even those with pressing matters set them aside.


    Many passing cultivators were deeply shaken, knowing the City Lord’s Mansion would be anything but quiet tonight.


    “Sis… younger brother…”


    “This should be the City Lord’s Mansion, right?”


    At this moment, Xiao Hongdou, dressed in a simple white dress with light makeup on her fair face, stood at the entrance of the City Lord’s Mansion with her younger brother Xiao Yan.


    She was awestruck by the grand buildings and the prominent figuresing and going.


    Though she had grown up in Nanque Sacred City, she had never been to the city center, let alone the City Lord’s Mansion.


    Today, she had spent a considerable amount of spirit stones, feeling the pinch, toe from the outer city via teleportation arrays.


    Otherwise, with her meager cultivation, reaching the City Lord’s Mansion would have taken a long time.


    Nanque Sacred City was simply too vast.


    Compared to Xiao Hongdou’s awe, Xiao Yan seemed much calmer, his expression serene.


    “Let’s go in, sister.”


    He spoke softly. In just one afternoon, his cultivation had broken through to the Body Realm.


    Xiao Yan was confident that given enough time, he could surpass all Tianjiao.


    Moreover, he had the umtion of nine reincarnations.


    “Miss Hongdou, you’re here? By the way, where is your master?”


    At the entrance, a butler, having received instructions, was waiting for them and quickly came forward.


    Many influential figures passing by also showed interest, observing the siblings.


    ording to the information, Qingxu Holy Land now had only three members left.


    A crippled elder, always drunk, a female disciple, and a fool.


    But today, the so-called fool seemed anything but, exuding an extraordinary calm demeanor.


    “Sorry, my master drank too much and hasn’t woken up. No matter how I tried, I couldn’t wake him…”


    Xiao Hongdou blushed, embarrassed.


    After all, in such a setting, their master not attending due to drunkenness could be seen as disrespectful to Young Master Jiang.


    The City Lord’s butler was stunned.


    Their master didn’te, only the two disciples did?


    Instantly, cold sweat ran down his back.


    Didn’t they understand who they were to meet tonight?


    “Please follow me.”


    The City Lord’s butler smiled wryly, leading the way.


    The mansion was brightly lit, filled with ptial buildings and numerous maids carrying dishes and spirit fruits like butterflies, preparing the banquet.


    Xiao Hongdou, seeing such a scene for the first time, couldn’t hide her astonishment.


    Xiao Yan, seeing her overwhelmed reaction, shook his head inwardly.


    Soon, they were led into a hall filled with spiritual energy.


    Many influential figures stood respectfully on both sides, inplete silence, including the current City Lord of Nanque Sacred City and Zhao Hao, whom they had met earlier.


    Xiao Hongdou, experiencing such an asion for the first time, was at a loss, not knowing where to look.


    She hade with great excitement and curiosity, but now, she felt extremely nervous.


    These influential figures could decide countless lives with a word.


    Their scrutinizing gazes felt oppressive, making her back sweat, her steps shaky.


    “You must be Miss Hongdou. No need to be so nervous.”


    At this moment, a gentle young man’s voice came from above, calm and natural, like a spring breeze, instantly calming Xiao Hongdou.


    She looked up with wide eyes, seeing a young man sitting there, seemingly drinking wine. He was dressed in white, exuding an extraordinary aura.


    Though his face was obscured by mist, it was evident he was a rare celestial figure.