The immortal pill is reborn and possesses the body of the charming female shopkeeper.

Chapter 136 Meeting under the Moon at Yaotai

At the Yaotai Sect of Qunyu Mountain, where the snow-capped peaks gleam under a clear blue sky, a colossal, jade-colored, arc-shaped object, seemingly endless and crystal clear, appears and disappears in the void atop the main peak, Yaotai Palace.

The sound of the jade chimes in the palace resonated spontaneously, carrying for miles. The chimes echoed across the thirty-six peaks of the Jade Mountain Range, startling the inner and outer courtyards of the Yaotai Sect. Nearly ten thousand people rushed out of their buildings to witness the extraordinary sight of the Yaotai Palace, which resembled the descent of the Jade Moon.

The sect leader of Yaotai Sect, a palace-dressed woman with a head full of white hair and adorned with pearls and jade, was almost the first to sense the strange phenomenon.

Without a second thought, the sect leader of Yaotai Sect quickly tidied his hair and straightened his skirt in front of the mirror. He then stepped out of the study, summoned his attendants, and gave orders to rush straight to the Yaochi Path, which had been sealed off for ten thousand years at the foot of the main peak.

Since she was selected for the Yaochi lineage of the Yaotai Sect, she has been exposed to the sect's secrets. For ten thousand years, these secrets have been passed down orally and internally. Not to mention outsiders, even disciples and elders outside the Yaochi lineage of the Yaotai Sect are not qualified to know them.

The story being told is that the founder of the Yaotai Sect, a legendary immortal descendant, will eventually return. At that time, the Yaochi lineage will open the path to immortality in Yaochi and respectfully welcome the former master.

The sect leader of Yaotai suppressed the excitement in his heart, gazing from time to time at the spherical behemoth shimmering in the sky, filled with both trepidation and great hope.

At her command, the leaders of all the academies on the peaks mobilized and locked down the palaces and mountain gates. The noisy and restless peaks of Qunyu Mountain gradually returned to tranquility.

The Yaotai Palace on the main peak is so heavily guarded that not a single person is seen loitering outside.

Her disciples, sisters, close friends, near and far, came at her command and gradually gathered around her.

"I'm not waiting any longer!"

The sect leader of Yaotai Sect anxiously counted the time in the stone pavilion in the mountains. After waiting for a while, he stood up.

Today's opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime chance. She managed to buy herself some time and do her best to bring her close family and friends together, but it was out of selfishness that she wanted to share some of this heaven-sent opportunity with them.

Even if she delayed for a moment, not even half of the people she wanted had arrived, but she dared not delay any longer, for fear of missing the opportunity and angering the person in the sky, the former master of the sect.

The sect leader of Yaotai and his entourage of dozens of elderly and young women, led by the sect leader, solemnly ascended the peak.

Having served their leader for a long time, the women were adept at reading his expressions and demeanor. Coupled with the terrifying strange phenomenon above their heads, they all followed their leader's example and kept their lips tightly shut, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Yu Xinlian! As the sect leader, your actions are so slow. Do you not take the ancestral teachings seriously?"

On the stone platform in front of the path to immortality, nearly a hundred people had gathered, each clearly divided into their own groups and waiting.

Yu Xinlian's face was unpleasant, and she was immediately scolded by a woman on the stone platform.

"If it weren't for waiting for your sect leader's token, we would have already stepped onto the path to welcome our sect ancestor!"

This woman was relentless and aggressive, clearly not taking Yu Xinlian, the sect leader, too seriously.

"Senior Aunt Yaoxiang! As the sect leader, you have too many things to attend to. I was just discussing matters with the sect elders, which caused a delay. I apologize for keeping you waiting!"

Yu Xinlian felt a surge of anger, but she couldn't vent it at the moment. She smiled and bowed as she stepped forward.

He led dozens of women behind him and pushed his way forward.

"Dear senior uncles and senior masters, please make way! This sect master is initiating the ancestral worship ceremony. This place is noisy and disruptive, offending the ancestral spirit and behaving in a manner unbecoming of our sect's tradition!"

After dismissing her senior uncles and aunts from the group, Yu Xinlian also gathered together the Yu-surname women of the Yaochi lineage.

Although Yu Yaoxiang and the others were indignant, Yu Xinlian used the name of the ancestor to win over many members of the Yu clan of the Yaochi lineage and get closer to them.

Yu Yaoxiang dared not retaliate again. She dismissed her own disciples and stood with a cold face alongside the Yaochi faction led by Yu Xinlian.

Yu Xinlian glanced at Yu Yaoxiang indifferently, then affectionately led the Yaochi disciples, who had formed a hidden team, to approach the stone gate, and took out the sect leader's token and placed it on the stone gate's array eye.

Silently, the thick, damp air inside the stone gate gradually cleared, revealing a narrow path with jade steps, barely wide enough for one person to pass through.

The jade path slopes upwards, eventually connecting to a magnificent, awe-inspiring jade sphere in the void, resembling a falling moon.

There were over a hundred people on the stone platform, most of whom were eager to try and be the first to enter the legendary path filled with ethereal mist and white fog.

Yu Xinlian gave a light rebuke, which overwhelmed the entire audience. After exchanging a few words with the Yaochi lineage beside her, she established the order of the court.

Yu Yaoxiang and others' close disciples naturally suffered a hidden loss, being intentionally or unintentionally ranked last.

At this critical moment, Yu Yaoxiang could not retaliate, so she forced a smile and, along with Yu Xinlian and the other members of the Yaochi lineage, took the lead in stepping onto the path to immortality.

Luo Sifan and Jiang Changsu had already woken up, but Yu Lishuang ripped them out of the golden coffin and into the tomb chamber with a single palm strike.

What are you two doing?

Lin Qianxiu rubbed her head, still feeling palpitations, and glared at Jiang Changsu and Luo Sifan, who had crawled back.

"Go back quickly, we'll talk later!"

Jiang Changsu couldn't suppress her smile and urged Lin Qianxiu to turn around and crawl back.

Once outside the tomb, the veils of light on the two women faded, leaving them completely naked once more.

Fortunately, once back in the passageway, his cultivation, which had been suppressed by the Star-Pointing and Moon-Concealing Formation, was fully restored.

Lin Qianxiu couldn't understand what the two were thinking, so she could only complain and turn around to climb back into the stalactite hot pool.

The sudden earthquake had even made her, with her golden core body, dizzy from the strange force. When she regained consciousness, she saw Jiang Changsu and Luo Sifan peeking out and disappearing back in a mysterious manner. How could Lin Qianxiu not mutter to herself?

The emulsion that had settled in the warm pool for thousands of years was stirred up, bubbling like a thick soup, and it got much hotter.

Jiang Changsu was worried about the changes in the Hehuan Sect, so he used all his Nascent Soul power and emerged from the warm pool ahead of the other two.

Lin Qianxiu and Luo Sifan, intentionally or unintentionally, trailed behind each other.

After leaping out of the warm pool, Luo Sifan went straight to his withered long robe. He felt around and found that the mirage pearl was unharmed before he breathed a sigh of relief, wiped away the water stains, and put on his robe.

Lin Qianxiu tossed her wet hair and walked in silently without any politeness.

Jiang Changsu, who was worried about her Hehuan Sect, had long since disappeared. Outside Letian Pavilion, rocks had rolled down, walls had collapsed, and trees had fallen. The entire mountain range where the Hehuan Sect was located had clearly suffered a great calamity.

The foundation of Letian Pavilion was solid. As an important place for the inheritance of the Hehuan Sect, and protected by an array, not even a single tile was shaken off the ground.

"Lin Xiaozhi!"

With only the two of them alone there, Lin Qianxiu felt a surge of anger and roared fiercely at Luo Sifan, who was happily playing with the mirage pearl and feeling extremely fortunate.

Luo Sifan turned around in surprise, his heart stirred by Lin Qianxiu's unusually melancholy expression.

"Qianxiu!"

After finally finding Lin Qianxiu, Luo Sifan finally had a chance to be alone with her. He called out to her, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

In recent days, almost nothing he has experienced can be openly and honestly recounted to others.

Lin Qianxiu was still overwhelmed with thoughts, as if she had many questions to ask him, but most of the words stuck in her throat and came out as a cold, curt reply:

"What did you two do just now? You made such a commotion!"

Her eyes widened, her aura growing increasingly imposing, and Lin Qianxiu clearly signaled to him: Luo Sifan, don't try to fool me anymore!