Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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The Immortal Alliance Conference was drawing ever closer. After receiving Yu Tianji’s letter, the various immortal sects set off one after another, and should all be able to arrive before the agreed date.
Li Yuebai spent his days writing and drawing at his desk in the Auspicious Hall, planning the welcoming arrangements.
This work was much easier than fighting the Demonic Sect; it could almost be described as leisurely.
Just as he finished writing a page, a cultivator on guard outside came in to report, “Lord Priest, outside… Miss Ji has something to ask of you.”
“Ji Yao?” Li Yuebai frowned. “What is it?”
“She seems to have some news to report to you, saying it’s related to the Immortal Alliance Conference,” the cultivator said.
“Let her in,” Li Yuebai said.
He wasn’t surprised that Ji Yao would come.
Last time they met, he had acted very kindly, and Yu Tianji hadn’t said anything warning or threatening. Ji Yao’s confidence had naturally increased, and she thought she had an opportunity.
This Auspicious Hall wasn’t exactly a sacred or mysterious place. Kunlun cultivators would come directly to the Auspicious Hall when they had important matters to report to the Immortal Lord and the High Priest, so Ji Yao could naturally come openly.
Just then, Ji Yao gracefully stepped through the main gate, her eyes fixed on Li Yuebai as she walked forward.
She was dressed even more beautifully today, and showed no sign of disrespect; her expression was serious, making it impossible to discern her intentions.
The High Priest was very focused on his duties and greatly appreciated his capable subordinates. Ji Yao knew this and planned to use it to confuse him.
“High Priest,” Ji Yao bowed, “I have something to report.”
“Please speak,” Li Yuebai smiled.
Ji Yao smiled slightly and began to speak eloquently.
She elaborated on her views on the Immortal Alliance Conference, her understanding of the various immortal sects, and then volunteered to contribute to the conference, either by welcoming the Immortal Lords or by doing some cleaning and tidying.
“I am willing to personally wield the whisk and sweep for you all, doing my utmost for Kunlun,” Ji Yao earnestly said.
Li Yuebai pondered for a moment and said, “Thank you for your kindness, Miss Ji. However, I have already arranged for people to welcome us, so there is no need to add more.”
“Since that is the case, I dare not insist,” Ji Yao smiled and sighed softly, “As the daughter of a disgraced official, it is already a mercy from the Immortal Lord and the High Priest to let me be able to protect myself. I should not expect to participate in more affairs. Making such a request is really presumptuous. I hope the High Priest will not blame me.”
Her face was slightly flushed, her tone was earnest, and her appearance was even more pitiful. If an ordinary man saw her, it would be hard not to be moved.
“I will take my leave. High Priest is busy with affairs, so please take good care of your health.” She gave a very charming smile, then bowed her head and performed a curtsy.
“One cannot strike a smiling face,” and Li Yuebai couldn’t bring himself to say anything harsh to her. So he could only reply, “Thank you, Miss Ji. I greatly admire your enthusiasm for Kunlun. Please take care.”
Ji Yao was very confident that the High Priest had no grudge against her and wouldn’t be deliberately wary of her; he would surely be captivated.
She smiled as she stared into the High Priest’s eyes, trying to discern any change in his emotions.
From childhood to adulthood, she had seen too many men fall for her. Perhaps they would use words to conceal their feelings, perhaps they would pretend not to be moved, but their eyes wouldn’t lie.
However, until the very end, she didn’t see the look she expected.
Those eyes were like a still, deep well, calm and unchanging.
How could this be? A surge of anger rose within Ji Yao.
She had used such skill, even targeting the exact path the High Priest would prefer, and yet she still hadn’t succeeded?
Could it be that the High Priest already had someone else in his heart?
No, as far as she knew, the High Priest had never been intimate with any woman, and his only female disciple was just a little girl with whom he had no connection.
Why was this?
Just as Ji Yao was filled with doubt, she finally saw the other party’s expression change.
“Hmm…” The High Priest let out a soft cry, and his body shifted unnaturally.
“High Priest, are you… feeling unwell?” Ji Yao seized the opportunity and hurriedly asked.
“No…” Li Yuebai lowered his head, waved his hand, and his face turned slightly red.
Ji Yao was puzzled, but then she heard a series of unrestrained laughs coming from under the table.
Laughter? There was someone under the table!
She was startled and quickly took a few steps back.
Looking closely, she noticed that from the beginning, the table had been covered by a curtain, and she couldn’t see what was under it.
Now, the curtain moved, and then the entire table was overturned.
Hiding under the table was none other than the Immortal Lord Yu Tianji.
Ji Yao was so shocked her face paled: “Immortal… Immortal Master? This concubine did not know the Immortal Master was here and did not pay her respects. Please forgive me.”
“What crime?” Yu Tianji waved his hand dismissively and kicked the table aside with a grin.
He had just been lying under the table, his hands still restlessly pinching and squeezing the High Priest’s legs, and he still wouldn’t let go.
“…” Li Yuebai’s expression was extremely embarrassed. He kicked hard, but still couldn’t break free from Yu Tianji’s hands.
Yu Tianji changed his position, almost lying on Li Yuebai’s legs, stroking him wantonly while grinning and saying, “Immortal Master Mu was pretending to be so proper just now, making it impossible for anyone to tell. I was clearly just now…”
“Shut up!” Li Yuebai was almost furious with him, feeling his face and chest burning.
Yu Tianji was really pushing his luck, having started this kind of tactic at some point, specifically targeting him while he was reviewing official documents and dealing with subordinates, acting recklessly under his desk.
Even when threatened with the system, Yu Tianji showed no sign of stopping.
This time, he even did it in front of Ji Yao…
Li Yuebai grew angrier the more he thought about it, unconsciously increasing the force of his kick, trying to push this clingy pest off. Unexpectedly, Yu Tianji was particularly experienced in dealing with clingy people, and with a quick roll, he pulled Li Yuebai to the ground.
“Someone’s here!” Li Yuebai roared angrily, “Immortal Lord, you can’t do this in front of people…”
“Why not?” Yu Tianji grinned and leaned in, kissing him on the cheek. “Even if someone sees us, what’s wrong with that?”
At this point, even if Ji Yao were a fool, she should have figured it out.
Besides, she wasn’t a fool; she was quite shrewd.
Ji Yao stared in disbelief at the scene before hastily bowing and taking her leave, fleeing the Auspicious Palace.
Her heart was filled with anger and despair.
She had initially thought she could control at least one of Yu Tianji and the High Priest.
But she never imagined that the two truly had such an unusual relationship, just as rumored.
All her meticulous efforts to dress herself up and win the High Priest’s favor had been in vain!
Everything she had planned had crumbled before her eyes, all her wealth and prosperity vanished like a bubble. A wave of despair washed over Ji Yao— how could she possibly climb back up to her former glory?
Tears welled in her eyes as she walked out of the Auspicious Hall.
Taking each step, she inadvertently bumped into someone.
The man was tall and cold-faced, always wearing a mocking expression. Upon bumping into her, he hurriedly apologized, “Miss Ji? Forgive me.”
“Peak Master Wan?” Ji Yao looked up at him, tears still wet on her face, and quickly replied, “I’m fine, forgive me.”
Wan Guangliu, the peak master of Azure Dragon Peak, was a highly skilled swordsman with many disciples and considerable power. He had made great contributions in the battle against the Demonic Sect.
Indeed, just when things seemed hopeless, a new path opened up.
Ji Yao felt a surge of joy, but maintained a pitiful appearance, saying, “The High Priest is busy with official duties, Peak Master Wan, please wait a moment.”
“Thank you for the reminder,” Wan Guangliu replied.
Ji Yao smiled sweetly, turned, and gracefully departed.
The Immortal Alliance Conference was a grand event that no major immortal sect dared to miss. After receiving Yu Tianji’s letter, they all hurriedly set off.
The meeting place wasn’t within Kunlun Immortal Mountain, but rather at Baiyu Beach outside the south gate of Kunlun Immortal Mountain. Baiyu Beach was vast and boundless, with the Baiyu River flowing through it, making water access extremely convenient— the perfect location.
Juling Immortal Mountain had always maintained close ties with Kunlun and was geographically close, so naturally, they arrived first.
A few days before the agreed date, the people from Juling had already arrived.
Yu Tianji dared not be negligent and personally led his men to greet them at Baiyu Beach.
Li Yuebai stood beside Yu Tianji, looking at the visitors— the leading man was tall, with a gentle and kind face, wearing a blue robe, a tall crown, and wide sleeves; presumably, this was Wei Linguan, the eldest son of the Juling Immortal Lord.
In the original story, Wei Linguan was also a cannon fodder character. Although he knew his third brother, Wei Jingyao, was wicked, he didn’t exercise sufficient vigilance, greatly underestimating Wei Jingyao’s abilities and ruthlessness. Later, he was secretly assassinated by Wei Jingyao, who seized the position of Immortal Lord.
Walking behind Wei Linguan, the tall, thin man with a sinister face, was naturally Wei Jingyao.
Li Yuebai unconsciously glanced to the side again.
A woman in green walked behind Wei Jingyao. She was slender and elegant, but subtly revealed a timid air, daring not to be presumptuous in the slightest. She wore a veiled hat with a green veil hanging down, obscuring her face.
Even without seeing her clearly, Li Yuebai instantly recognized her as Wei Jingyao’s daughter, Wei Qianqian.
The two exchanged greetings.
“How is the Immortal Lord Juling’s health and spirits?” Yu Tianji asked politely from the outset.
“My father is advanced in years and not suited for long journeys, so my brother and I have come on his behalf. I hope Lord Tianji won’t mind?” Wei Linguan smiled. “Thank you for your concern, Lord Tianji. My father is fine and in excellent spirits.”
“That’s good, that’s good.” Yu Tianji beamed with joy.
Li Yuebai muttered to himself— the old immortal master of Juling seemed fine now, but according to the original plot, it was still worrying, as he would pass away in a few years.
“A few days ago, upon hearing of the Demonic Sect’s attack, everyone in Juling was very worried,” Wei Linguan said. “We were about to send reinforcements when we heard news of a victory from Kunlun. Tianji Jun had swiftly defeated the Demonic Sect, which is truly gratifying. However, we felt very guilty for not being able to help. Why didn’t Kunlun send someone to Juling for help sooner?”
“Even if Kunlun fights to the last man, even if we are reduced to ashes, we would not want to implicate our friends,” Yu Tianji immediately declared righteously. “If the cultivators of Juling Immortal Mountain were to be hated by the Demonic Sect, wouldn’t that be Kunlun’s fault?”
“The Kunlun Immortal Master is indeed of noble character. However, there’s no need to be so polite. Joining forces to fight the Demonic Sect is our duty,” Wei Linguan said with a smile.
“Thank you, but as long as my brother and I work together, we can guarantee victory in resisting the Demonic Sect,” Yu Tianji sighed. “Unexpectedly, my brother was away on campaign and did not return.”
Mentioning Yu Tianliu made the people of Juling Immortal Mountain tense.
Juling Immortal Mountain had always believed that Yu Tianliu, not Yu Tianji, should inherit the position of Immortal Lord.
Now, seeing Yu Tianji become the Immortal Lord while Yu Tianliu was nowhere to be found, they were puzzled and whispered amongst themselves.
“Where has Lord Tianliu gone?” Wei Linguan asked.
“My brother led his troops on a distant expedition to Jiuli; he should have returned long ago, but we don’t know where he is,” Yu Tianji frowned. “When the Demonic Sect’s army besieged Kunlun, tens of thousands of Kunlun disciples were in imminent danger. I sent several letters to my brother requesting help, but I received no reply and never saw him return.”
“…” The people of Juling Immortal Mountain immediately exchanged bewildered glances.
It turned out that Yu Tianliu was indeed a coward who feared death and dared not return to fight the Demonic Sect.
Meanwhile, Yu Tianji, who was usually carefree and looked down upon, was unexpectedly given a critical mission and turned the tide.
Although it was only Yu Tianji’s side of the story, Wei Linguan, seeing the facts, had to believe it to some extent.
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