Longevity: Start Farming with Entries

Of course, Qin Ming’s three spirit pets had their own table.

"I never expected that the world could have such a spiritual oasis..."

The cultivators who ascended the island were all shocked by the scene before them.

Soon, the sounds of celebration rang out continuously.

Various forces made their appearances one by one.

Besides the forces from the Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm, there were also some major sects from neighboring realms.

"Did I see it correctly? The elder beside True Monarch Wangyue in the serpent robe, isn’t he True Monarch Lihuo from the Lihuo Palace?"

"Oh? And who is that elder holding the Dragon Wood Staff beside them? Why have I never heard of him?"

At this moment.

A Golden Core Master with some knowledge pondered for a moment, then said in shock:

"The Dragon Wood Divine Staff... hiss! Could it be the elder True Monarch Dragon Wood from the East Sea Cultivation Realm!"

"True Monarch Wangyue truly has a great influence, to have acquaintance with such individuals."

"May I ask, Fellow Daoist, what kind of force is this Penglai Sect? Is it stronger than Lihuo Palace?"

"Hmm, it was a major sect in the East Sea that once had a Divinity Transformation Venerable, wouldn’t you say that’s strong?"

"Hiss~"

At this moment, the nearby space resonated with intense fluctuations.

Followed by a flash of a rainbow light.

Instantly, two great escape lights arrived at the main peak.

"True Monarch Wanbao of the Ten Thousand Dao Business Alliance is here to extend congratulations!"

"True Monarch Ghostly Sand of the West Nether Cultivation Realm Yellow Sand Sect is here to celebrate!"

With the arrival of these two Nascent Soul big shots, the atmosphere on site instantly fell into suffocating silence.

The cultivators below couldn’t have imagined, even if they were beaten to death, that they could see so many top-level great power cultivators in their lifetime.

Qin Ming also stepped forward, warmly greeting the two Nascent Soul cultivators he had never met before.

True Monarch Wanbao of the Ten Thousand Dao Business Alliance was a middle-aged man who looked like a merchant, wearing a jade robe embroidered with money patterns, and he wore ten luxurious storage rings on his hands, clearly extremely wealthy.

This man was the real support of the Ten Thousand Dao Business Alliance and one of the few behind-the-scenes big shots of the Guardian Dao Alliance.

True Monarch Wanbao always wore a gentle smile, giving people a feeling of approachability, like a spring breeze.

And True Monarch Xuan Sha from the West Nether was stout and wore a simple and plain yellow robe.

"Qin greets two distant fellow Daoists, please be seated."

"Congratulations Fellow Daoist Qin on achieving Nascent Soul Great Success, seeing it is better than hearing about it a hundred times."

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Qin."

After a round of pleasantries and presenting congratulatory gifts, the newly arrived two also took their seats.

They also noticed True Monarch Dragon Wood from the East Sea Cultivation Realm, and their hearts couldn’t help but tremble, hurriedly greeting him.

Once seated, True Monarch Wanbao looked around the table, then asked Master Lihuo:

"Where is that old Cold Crow Ascendant? Didn’t he make a fuss about coming?"

"Old man had some matters and arrived one step ahead, he seems to be delayed and will arrive later." Master Lihuo bent his brow in thought and then said.

"What matters could that old boy have?" True Monarch Xuan Sha seemed familiar with several people.

Simultaneously.

In the sky above the border between Wei Country and the Beast Roar Mountain Range.

A startling rainbow escape light soared through the sky, appearing thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye, in a Cyan Simurgh Treasure Vehicle.

Inside sat three people, a beautiful matron in palace makeup with a little silver fox in her arms, a tower-like man, and a young man in a blue robe.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Cold Crow, for personally delivering the invitation and leading the way," Yue Lingyan said with a light smile to the young man in a blue robe.

And the tower-like man was Demon Saint Gushan of the Mountain Giant Ape Royal Race, Tier Four Mid-Stage cultivation realm, equivalent to a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator of the Human Race.

To sit in a vehicle with these two Great Saints of the Demon Race.

Cold Crow Ascendant now sat uneasily as if on pins and needles, wishing he could jump out of the vehicle...

"Uh... hehe! Fellow Daoist Lingyan, it’s just on the way."

’That damn Shopkeeper Lu, actually tricked me!’

’Knowing him is the unluckiest thing in eight lifetimes.’

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