The Heavenly Dao Sect brought countless surprises to everyone, and elders from various sects arrived one after another. No one wanted to miss this invitation, for who knew if such an opportunity would ever come again in their lifetime.
The Heavenly Nine Clouds Immortal Realm, a place that exists only in myths.
Cultivators accustomed to the grandeur and rare treasures of the world were left in awe upon reaching this place. They were struck with amazement, realizing that their sects were worlds apart from the Heavenly Dao Sect.
It’s unbelievable that merely passing through the main entrance, one could see a small courtyard filled with various rare and high-grade Spirit Grasses. In the mundane world, obtaining even one of these would be considered a heavenly favor; these are celestial objects money cannot buy, yet here, they are simply planted as ornamental flowers behind the main gate... it’s enough to drive anyone mad.
As one moves forward, there are even more exquisite Spirit Grasses and Spiritual Flowers, with numerous Immortal Techniques containing Immortal Roots. It left everyone’s jaws nearly dragging on the ground, overwhelmed by the dazzling displays. This is the kind of place where no one would be surprised if you ended up becoming a supreme ruler of a realm.
The more they saw, the deeper their reverence for the Heavenly Dao Sect grew. No one dared to reach out and pluck the Spirit Grasses casually planted here. This is a celestial realm, not to be desecrated.
After passing through two courtyards, a stone mountain lay ahead, with a massive waterfall cascading down, its source unseen. A majestic aura surged forth, the rainbow formed from gathered Spiritual Energy before the waterfall became even more vivid. Circling the stone mountain and passing through a long corridor, a large door carved with ancient and solemn patterns slowly opened. Everyone filed in, and their vision suddenly broadened. This was an enormous Immortal Platform, surrounded by different courtyards, with pavilions and towers densely scattered. The central plaza was paved with white jade, at its center, the golden totem of the Heavenly Dao Sect, followed upwards by the Fat Jade Steps with all of nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, leading to the Main Hall, seated where Spiritual Energy was most abundant.
Just a glance would stir a sense of grandeur and magnificence, inspiring an urge to worship.
The crowd would be guided by Spirit Talismans, and those who arrived in the Immortal Realm were neatly arranged and led into the side courtyards. Each courtyard varied greatly in style, from gentle rivers and bridges to obvious Taoist-style cultivation fields.
No one dared to speak loudly here, nor act wantonly. Who knew if the Sect Leader, having already thrown many off the Spirit Boat, might cast them from this heavenly realm as well?
The Heavenly Dao Sect has always been relatively quiet. Aside from Luo Yunyi’s parents, there were some small Spiritual Objects from Tianmiao’s shop. They had always stayed in the shop to cultivate, looking for a master or, once their fate with their master was over, being taken in by Tianmiao. Now, they all appeared in human form to help with chores, finally having some fun due to this Taoist Skill tournament.
A small Daoist child, formed from a teacup, conveyed the tournament guidelines and some open facilities to all cultivators admitted into the Heavenly Dao Sect through Spirit Talismans, along with a map. The Book Collection Pavilion was on the far east, open to everyone for consulting secret manuals. If they liked, they could make copies, but access was limited to the first floor; the upper floors were opened progressively, according to the ranking of the top three in the tournament.
Luo Yunyi’s chubby kids also found tasks, acting as Guiding Children. The little fire led Yan Rui to find Tianmiao. Only for these special guests would the chubby kids come to lead.
Many cultivators followed the map to the Book Collection Pavilion, determined to seize this unique opportunity they might only have once in a lifetime.