Immortal of the Nine Realms

The Ten Directions Immortal Sect was the only sect in the Nanqing Constellation known to produce Ancient Immortals. Whether any Ancient Immortals still live to guard the sect was unknown to the outside world, leaving only speculation.

Even so, despite none appearing for many years, cultivators from all over the Nanqing Constellation still revere the Ten Directions Immortal Sect as the number one sect, not daring to entertain any rivalry.

From the countless Loose Immortal puppets on the Seven Colored Star River alone, one could see just how formidable the foundation of the Ten Directions Immortal Sect is.

After meeting Jidu Kongyuan and the others, the Ten Directions Immortal Sect cultivator introduced several accompanying sixth transformation immortals. Together, they flew toward Daotai Mountain. Their introductions did not conceal anything, and everyone heard the names of several Immortal Sovereigns they had never heard before.

Among them was Immortal Dayu.

Like the other cultivators nearby, Fang Chen looked toward Grand Universe Immortal with eyes full of admiration and yearning. He looked young. If not for the vicissitude hidden within his eyes and the terrifying bursts of immortal energy surging from him, one might have mistaken him for a junior disciple from some sect out on worldly training.

”Immortal Dayu has connections with the Ten Directions Immortal Sect’s cultivators. No wonder Daoist Qingque thought we could see him at the Immortal Exchange. They must surely contact sixth transformation peers, so hiding their identities would be unlikely.”

Now that Immortal Dayu had entered, Wang Chongsong and the others had entered, and Immortal Xingyu and Grand Desolate Immortal had also arrived. Even Lady Suya and Ji Tiandu, two Loose Immortals from the Minor Immortal Realm, had entered Daotai Mountain.

Fang Chen took out his ticket and began queuing to enter.

Several cultivators near Fang Chen noticed this and showed surprised expressions.

”Is this Daoist... if I’m not mistaken, a Tribulation Realm cultivator? He actually has a ticket?”

They were shocked, jealous, and a little incredulous.

Someone said with envy, ”That’s Daotai Mountain for you—full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. The closer you get to this place, the more careful you must be. Who knows? That ordinary-looking lower-realm cultivator in front of you might have a Loose Immortal ancestor sitting at home.”

To them, this Tribulation Realm cultivator having a ticket surely meant he had a powerful background. Perhaps his family elders had already entered.

After Fang Chen successfully entered, more fifth and sixth transformation immortals arrived over the next few days.

Roughly seven days later, the entrance was finally closed, and the Immortal Exchange officially began.

***

This time, the Immortal Exchange would last for a total of three months, so after everyone arrives, the first thing they do is find a place to stay.

At that moment, Fang Chen’s appearance was already very different from before. Just like the previous Immortal Exchange hosted by the Grand Desolate Immortal, a token was also provided to change one’s appearance and cultivation aura.

He chose a moderately priced inn that had about a hundred private meditation rooms, divided into several levels. The highest-grade rooms had three chambers and one hall, equipped with a special spirit-gathering formation, and cost ten mid-grade spirit stones per day.

That price wasn’t even considered high. Most of the Loose Immortals living there were first-transformation, with only one or two at the second transformation.

Some inns charged in high-grade spirit stones. Those were usually the spots that fourth and fifth transformation Immortal Sovereigns with status picked.

The meditation room Fang Chen chose was mid-priced, neither high nor low, the least conspicuous. If he stayed in the lowest-priced room, it would attract some attention.

Inside the inn, many cultivators were already trading, and outside, small stalls were set up one after another.

The innkeeper warmly reminded everyone, ”Everyone, everyone, there will be an auction at Hongfu Inn today, starting in two hours, please be informed.”

There were similar reminders on the street.

This Immortal Exchange was obviously much more professional. When there was no auction, people traded privately. When there was an auction, people would be designated to remind the masses.

The reason so many Loose Immortals were willing to come to this conference was for security. Here, they could trade without fear of being ambushed or betrayed. At least until they left the Immortal Exchange grounds, everyone was protected.

As for what happened afterward, that was another story. Most cultivators had their own disguise techniques, and the restrictive seals and jade tokens here could alter appearance and cultivation aura, making it harder to be marked by those with ill intentions.

Fang Chen stepped forward and asked, ”Innkeeper, is there anyone nearby selling peak-grade spirit stones?”

The innkeeper enthusiastically replied, ”You want to buy peak-grade spirit stones? Let me check. Please wait a moment.”

After a while, the innkeeper smiled bitterly. ”Friend, there is currently no information about peak-grade spirit stones. But the conference just started, I will keep an eye out for you, and if there is news, I will have someone notify you.”

”Much appreciated,” said Fang Chen, smiling. Then, as if casually, he added, ”By the way, does the auction at Hongfu Inn have a detailed list of the auction items?”

”Go to the entrance of Hongfu Inn, and you should be able to see the list.”

”Thanks.”

***

Many cultivators were already standing before the entrance of Hongfu Inn, peering at the posted list.

Fang Chen glanced over it. Immediately, one item caught his eye.

The Upper Three Realms Invitation Letter.

He was a little surprised. They’re putting something like that up for auction in the very first round?

Meanwhile, Xu Guangyuan led Xu Dongjiang to clear the way for the old flood dragon, respectfully ushering him into Hongfu Inn.

”Senior, this way please.”

Li Daoye trotted along behind them, his eyes wide with awe. He’d never imagined he’d witness such a grand occasion in his lifetime—every cultivator he saw was a First Rate Sect Leader!

Fang Chen didn’t immediately recognize Xu Guangyuan or the old flood dragon, but the latter’s presence was impossible for him to miss. After all, the old dragon was the True God of the Underworld, and he was Monarch Yan of the Underworld. The connection between them was anything but ordinary. The instant the old flood dragon passed by him, he immediately sensed him.

Fang Chen smiled and followed the group into Hongfu Inn.

The environment here was obviously much more upscale than his own place. No wonder the first auction is being held here.

”Senior Brother, why do we want the Upper Three Realms invitation letter? Don’t tell me you’re planning to go to that Enlightenment God Pala—”

”Shut up. If you don’t speak, no one will think you’re mute. Do you still want me to handle that matter for you or not?”

Fang Chen had just sat down when he heard some noise nearby. He understood what was going on and glanced over. The other side also looked his way, so Fang Chen smiled slightly and nodded in greeting.

The other party was startled for a moment, then smiled and nodded back.

Fang Chen originally planned to keep an eye on Lin Bao and Wang Chongsong after the exchange ended, but Lin Bao unexpectedly talked a lot. Maybe because there was no familiar person here, he wasn’t afraid of revealing his identity.