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Immortal Palace of Eternal Life

Chapter 771: Ink Plum Shadows 🌫️

Published: March 3, 2025

Chapter 772: The Gloom of Ink Plum

Located at Mount Huaying, where True Monarch Ink Plum resides, the place boasts a mid-tier fourth stage ranking, with spiritual energy even denser than that of Heavenly Peak at this moment.

At a glance, the mountain is only about five hundred zhang high, yet its aura is truly extraordinary.

The height of a mountain does not necessarily correlate with the quality of its spiritual vein.

Under the guidance of the Golden Core Elder from the Dan Ding Sect, the two made their way smoothly and quickly reached Mount Huaying.

“Please enter, esteemed seniors. The exchange meeting will be held here; I am not qualified to enter,” the Golden Core Elder from Dan Ding Sect said respectfully, stopping in front of an ancient and elegant pavilion.

After speaking, he pointed towards the second floor of the pavilion and gestured for them to enter.

Before the words fell, True Monarch Purple Rainbow had already stepped into the pavilion.

From the way he moved with ease, it seemed he had participated in such exchange meetings many times before.

Standing outside the pavilion, Liu Yu's sharp spiritual perception had already clearly sensed many auras of the nascent soul level within.

One, two...

Roughly counting, there were more than fifteen, indicating a total of fifteen nascent soul true monarchs!

“The appeal of an alchemical pill grandmaster should not be underestimated,” Liu Yu thought to himself.

In comparison, the influence of an alchemical pill master was far less significant.

Though alchemical pill masters were rare, there were at least a few dozen across the whole of Tian Nan, capable of refining only third-tier spiritual elixirs, their influence confined to that tier.

However, an alchemical pill grandmaster could refine fourth-tier elixirs, enhancing the cultivation of nascent soul true monarchs.

Yet, the more people present, the more information could be gathered, increasing the chances of obtaining the desired items.

To some extent, this was a good thing.

Liu Yu remained composed and followed True Monarch Purple Rainbow into the pavilion, heading straight for the second floor.

“Step, step.”

As they climbed the steps, with the appearance of their figures, the true monarchs participating in the exchange meeting turned their gazes towards them in unison.

In the midst of laughter and scholarly discussion, there were no ordinary individuals present.

Ordinary cultivators may spend their entire lives without seeing a nascent soul true monarch, yet here they were, surrounded by them, with the lowest cultivation being nascent soul early stage!

Dressed in revealing attire, with strange tattoos and exotic clothes, perhaps they no longer cared for the opinions of most cultivators in the world.

The true monarchs had particularly distinctive outfits; most adorned themselves in unusual garments, with a couple bearing their chests and backs, their characteristics quite striking.

Purple Rainbow had already been a frequent visitor; their gazes soon slid past him and landed on Liu Yu, curiosity glimmering in their eyes.

Across the entirety of Tian Nan, nascent soul cultivators were indeed the absolute elite.

Although Tian Nan was vast, there were only so many true monarchs, making the birth of a new true monarch a matter of great importance, prompting immediate collection of relevant intelligence.

After all, their only competitors were one another.

Two years had passed, and the results of the “Five Sects Duel” were no longer a secret.

They knew, to varying degrees, of Liu Yu's remarkably impressive performance in that battle.

In particular, a move called “Qingyang Nebula” indicated that this individual was certainly not ordinary and could not be regarded as an average cultivator, which demanded their attention.

With sufficient strength, one naturally had no fear; facing the scrutinizing gazes of various nascent soul companions, Liu Yu remained quite at ease.

“Qingyang pays respects to all fellow daoists.”

Facing the seated true monarchs, he cupped his hands in salute, speaking with confidence, showing no signs of a junior nascent soul's insecurity.