White Jade Capital, at its highest point.
The young Daoist in a Lotus Crown lay sprawled over the railing, smiling with narrowed eyes. Since he was idle anyway, he might as well quietly watch the world from a tranquil spot. At the very least, in the eyes of the sisters below in the Five Cities Twelve Floors, he could still seem somewhat touched by immortal air.
Lu Chen looked toward a High City Palace, where someone had received a Sect Master Edict and had just set off, riding the wind under orders to come to Shangqing Pavilion and pay respects to Lu Chen. An Immortal Lord had already keenly noticed this person's "ascension" trajectory and envied his good fortune. After all, being able to climb Shangqing Pavilion and overlook all Five Cities Twelve Floors was a rare honor; it meant one had entered the Sect Master's sight, and the Great Dao lay within reach. Lu Chen beckoned at the azure figure and said with a smile, "Yang Little Heavenly Monarch, over here, over here."
The young Daoist lightly descended and stood in the corridor. With utmost respect, he gave Lu Chen a Daoist bow. "Yang Ningxing of Lingbao City pays respects to Sect Master Lu."
Lu Chen smiled broadly and waved a hand. "No need for formalities, no need for formalities. How many times have I told you? Just call me Martial Uncle. Since you and Chen Ping'an are sworn brothers and good friends, you and I are close friends too. There are no outsiders here. Who are you putting on this ceremony for? Isn't that the truth?"
This Yang Ningxing came from Cloud Palace of the Chongxuan Bureau in Northern Juluzhou. He had reached Azure Sky World through the Five-Colored World, then soared straight into the heavens. The moment