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第三千九百零三章 仙皇的选择

Infinite depth!

These four simple words depicted the utmost dread of Emperor Dong Yu's caution.

The unknown is the most terrifying thing.

Though he had interacted with Lin Xuan, it was as if he were looking at flowers through a mist; he didn't know what kind of cultivation realm the other possessed.

Probing would be useless!

His straightforward阳谋 (Yang Miao) strategy was easily accepted by him.

They say that seeing is believing.

This young man's reputation had grown to an absurd degree.

He hadn’t expected the real person to shock him more than the rumors.

Emperor Dong Yu was no weakling.

In ancient times, he was renowned across the land.

Only later did his fame gradually fade as he withdrew from public life.

Otherwise, how could Jianhu Palace have been considered one of the top sects in Naelong?

The ranking list at Wanshao Immortal Palace?

A joke; it was merely idle talk for after meals.

True top-tier sects would not pay attention.

After all, only their senior elders knew the true strength and background of those ancient forces. Most other important figures within a sect were often clueless.

As for Wanshao Immortal Palace?

Hmph, they had no accurate clues to probe; it was just wishful thinking.

The so-called ranking list was merely embarrassing, but top-tier powers didn't care.

Emperor Dong Yu was such a mysterious great power among them.

Originally, he had heard of Lin Xuan's reputation.

But he did not believe that the young man was invincible. At most, his ordinary fellow cultivators exaggerated his abilities, making him seem three parts superior to others.

Their supposed brotherhood with Sovereign Naelong?

Whether it was true or false didn't matter.

Even if it were confirmed, what difference would it make?

Sovereign Naelong wasn’t one who followed the conventional path.

Didn’t he treat a little fellow named Wangtinglou with brotherly respect despite his lack of impressive power?

So this single point couldn’t prove anything.

In essence, cultivation had no shortcuts. Only through years of refinement could true strength be achieved.

Lin Xuan's rise was too swift.

Even if there were some extraordinary opportunities, how could that compare to a million years of hard work?

The answer was clearly impossible.

That’s why he tested with his palm.

If the test revealed Lin Xuan as merely a pretender, he wouldn’t have used Nine Holy Spirit Wine at all.

After all, though it had剧毒 (toxic), it was also a precious divine treasure. In terms of rarity, it didn't fall short of the three top spiritual fruits in cultivation circles.

Though one couldn't understand its domain, it still had advantages in other areas.

If Lin Xuan were just a pretender, giving him this would be a waste.

That’s why Emperor Dong Yu tested with his palm first.

His strategy was intricately planned.

It seemed casual but each step was meticulously calculated—either through cunning or deceit, leading Lin Xuan into the trap.

He aimed to secure the position of Grandmaster of Immortal Alliance and removing an enemy here would be ideal.

But who knew that in the end, things turned out this way. Lin Xuan had clearly fallen into his trap but easily broke all dangers.

A single palm couldn't gauge his depth.

Nine Holy Spirit Wine was useless now.

Emperor Dong Yu's frustration was indescribable.

From confident to completely uncertain.

Was that still the young man he didn’t pay much attention to?

Now, it felt like looking at flowers through a mist; he had no idea what Lin Xuan’s true strength was.

That’s why Emperor Dong Yu felt such dread.

His face turned ashen with an overwhelming gloom.

"Your Majesty."

The expression of that lady in court attire wasn't any better: "What should we do next? Should we still go to this Moonlit City?"

"We must. Why not?"

Although his expression was still grim, it had recovered somewhat from before.

"Do not blame me for speaking out of turn. This young man's strength is so extraordinary that even Nine Holy Spirit Wine couldn't hold him back. What meaning would there be in us attending the Immortal Alliance Conference? We can’t possibly get this position." The lady in court attire said with worry.

"Then, according to your words, what should we do? Should we just retreat humbly?"

Emperor Dong Yu said bitterly.

"But..."

"Do not advise me. This is a great opportunity; I will not easily miss it. Lin Xuan’s strength is infinite depth, but because his true strength remains unknown, giving up now would be too precious to waste. I have my own plans. In short, we must attend the Immortal Alliance Conference as spectators. Whether or not we intervene in the struggle for the position depends on how things unfold."

Emperor Dong Yu said with a resolute expression, clearly having made up his mind.

"Agreed."

This strategy was old and reliable. Going back would be too cowardly. So the empress didn’t say anything more.

They returned to their imperial carriage but were no longer interested in playing chess, deep in thought as they pondered their next move.

The风云际会 (meeting of winds and clouds) had gathered many powerful figures in this small Moonlit City. More than one was eyeing the position of Grandmaster with fierce intent.

What would be the outcome of this chaos? Who would ultimately rise to the throne?

No one knew; everything could only be determined after three days, when the Immortal Alliance Conference began and its final result revealed itself.

Now, everything was uncertain.

...

At the same time, Lin Xuan had already entered Moonlit City.

Choosing it as the venue for the Immortal Alliance Conference wasn't just because of its relative safety from域外天魔 (outer world demons), but also due to its vast area that could accommodate millions without overcrowding.

Despite these considerations, the number of arriving cultivators far exceeded expectations.

The scene Lin Xuan saw upon entering was extremely lively. While "shoulder-to-shoulder" might be an exaggeration, the sheer number of cultivators was extraordinary.

The inns and caves for rent were already full, let alone those that could be rented out to outsiders.

Most cultivators had to settle for eating outdoors or sleeping under the stars.

Yet no one was unhappy; they found joy in it.

With the three realms facing a great crisis, such a grand event was rare. There was no reason not to attend.

Just participating in the exchange and mutual benefit alone would be worth all the effort.

But Lin Xuan had nothing to worry about. As a major force of Cloud Concealing Sect, they had already chosen their accommodations well before the conference began.

To the west of Moonlit City stood a magnificent palace complex specifically for VIPs.

Brother Dragon must have arranged everything; he only needed to meet up with him there.

Lin Xuan thought as his light speed increased. Soon, he arrived in front of the palace. (To be continued...)

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