Qingyun, in the Immortal Realm, Looks Trump Everything!

"Brother, you are truly incredibly clever! How did you know he was lying?"

After leaving the Exquisite Pagoda, Longma showered him with compliments.

"It's very simple. Have you ever seen a Creation Immortal Venerable bestow a gift of one or two low-grade immortal artifacts? And do you think they would sneak in like that?"

Even a fool could tell that the other party was up to no good, but he had no idea what they were up to.

But in any case, this person is now under my control, so there's nothing to worry about.

Thinking about this...

Lu Changsheng couldn't help but raise his head and look at the sky.

I don't know how my master is doing now, or whether he has reached the Great Luo Holy Land in the Immortal Realm.

Right now.

The Celestial Realm, the Central Divine Continent.

In an extremely remote place, in a grand hall, a clear voice rang out, and Qingyun Daoist awoke from his meditation.

"Number 1,657,635! Your master is here to see you."

A sound rang out.

Qingyun Daoist immediately woke up from his meditation; he was somewhat excited.

I've been in the Immortal Realm for several days now, but this Immortal Realm is completely different from the one I imagined.

Here, powerful beings abound. Although I am a cultivator who has survived the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, in the Immortal Realm, I can only be considered to have decent aptitude and cannot enjoy any special treatment.

And most importantly, after ascending, he arrived at the Ascension Platform in the Immortal Realm, but before he could say anything, he was taken away by several immortals.

It is said that in order to maintain the order of the immortal realm, it is necessary to be admitted. If there is a sect in the immortal realm to protect you, you will be notified so that the sect can pick you up. If not, you have to cultivate honestly for a while, then stabilize your realm, and then do a hundred years of hard work.

This is considered as paying off a debt, and at the same time, a job will be arranged so that you won't be idle and confused.

The Supreme Unity Holy Lord and the Exquisite Holy Lord were taken away on their first day of arrival, while the Qingyun Daoist and several other Holy Lord are still patiently waiting here, which is somewhat frustrating.

In conclusion, though.

No matter how powerful or high-ranking a cultivator is in the Lower Realm, once they ascend to the immortal realm, they must obediently follow orders.

Anyone here is stronger than you. If you dare to disobey, you'll get a beating. Unless you have a really powerful background, you're worse than a dog.

"Fellow Daoist Qingyun, after you see your master, could you please ask him for us?"

"Yes, yes, Fellow Daoist Qingyun, don't forget us."

At the same time, the Myriad Beginnings Holy Lord, the Shu Gate Holy Lord, and the Purple Azure Holy Lord, who were meditating to the side, spoke one after another.

"Rest assured, fellow Daoists, once I return to my sect, I will ask my master to help me find out where your sects are. As fellow cultivators who ascended from the Immortal Cultivation World, Qingyun will never forget you."

Qingyun Daoist said with a serious expression.

"Yes, yes, Fellow Daoist Qingyun, then you should go and reunite with your master."

"Fellow Daoist Qingyun, wait for me to get out, then we'll start over and work together."

"Farewell, Qingyun Daoist. Don't come back in."

Several Holy Lord who ascended together spoke up.

"Farewell."

Qingyun Daoist nodded, then hurriedly left.

Not long after, Qingyun Daoist walked out of the main hall and soon heard a familiar voice, which immediately made him extremely excited.

"Qingyun! Qingyun! Oh, my good disciple, it must have been at least several thousand years since I last saw you, right?"

But soon, when Qingyun Daoist saw his long-missed master, he was completely stunned.

Outside the main hall, a handsome young man in his early twenties, holding a folding fan, walked towards him excitedly, calling out "Qingyun" repeatedly with great enthusiasm.

This is Wuji Daoist, the master of Qingyun Daoist.

"Qingyun, I've been waiting for you to come. You haven't suffered here, have you?"

Wuji Daoist looked at Qingyun Daoist with a face full of heartache, while Qingyun Daoist was somewhat bewildered.

"Master?"

Qingyun Daoist was a little incredulous. His master, who was theoretically kind and benevolent, looked just like one of those ducks in the mortal world. He was already five thousand years old, why was he doing something so fancy?

"It's me! Oh, Qingyun, don't be surprised. The Immortal Cultivation World. In our Immortal Realm, appearance matters. Do you know what appearance is? It's about looks. After we ascend, we all have to soak in the Dragon Transformation Pool. After soaking, our bones will be reshaped, and we will become extremely young."

"In the Immortal Realm, five thousand years is equivalent to about five years old, so you must not look at the Immortal Cultivation World with the eyes of the Lower Realm. But Qingyun, don't be in a hurry. Your master will take you to our Little Luo Sect. You can soak in the Dragon Transformation Pool and try to become younger and more handsome."

"Qingyun, I remember you are quite handsome. You may not know this, but in the Immortal Realm, appearance is everything. If you are good-looking, you will be popular everywhere. In fact, if you are not only good-looking but also have an excellent temperament, you may even be granted the title of Celestial Being Race."

"In short, in the immortal realm, looks trump everything, so if you see someone who is very handsome, never mess with them, understand?"

"But it's alright, I'll explain it to you slowly. It's normal that you don't understand."

The Wuji Daoist rattled off a whole bunch of things.

It overturned Qingyun Daoist's worldview.

Looks are everything.

What Celestial Person Race?

What about some other Little Luo Sect?

Isn't it the Great Luo Holy Land?

"Little Luo Sect? Aren't we the Great Luo Holy Land?"

Qingyun Daoist couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"Shh!"

In an instant, Wuji Daoist immediately fell silent, and then transmitted his thoughts through Divine Sense.

"Qingyun, this is the Immortal Realm, not the Lower Realm. In the Lower Realm, we call it the Great Luo Holy Land, and nothing happens to us. But in the Immortal Realm, Holy Lands are all behemoths. We can't speak carelessly or make random remarks. The Immortal Realm has many rules. One careless move could cost you your life."

This is what the Wuji Daoist said.

This sent a chill down Qingyun Daoist's spine.

"So, what level is our Little Luo Sect equivalent to?"

Qingyun Daoist couldn't help but ask.

"Although it's not high, it's not low either. Looking at the entire mountain range, it can be considered one of the top sects. However, if we look at the entire Central Divine Continent, it can be considered a near-second-class sect. With some effort, it can strive to become a second-class sect within 50,000 years."

The Wuji Daoist gave an answer that left the Qingyun Daoist speechless.

Although I was somewhat prepared, I didn't expect it to be this bad.

"Then, Master, are you still the sect leader?"

Qingyun Daoist continued to ask questions.

"No, but he's still at the level of Grand Elder. Qingyun, I know what you're thinking. Actually, after I ascended to immortality, I had the same thought as you. I always felt that our sect should be very strong in the Immortal Realm, but in reality, the Immortal Realm is far more extraordinary than the Lower Realm."

"Leaving aside everything else, just the Central Divine Continent alone has 108 states, each with 365 ancient cities. Each ancient city is larger than an Immortal Cultivation World. Do you understand?"

This is what the Wuji Daoist said.

This made Qingyun Daoist understand a little bit.

But I still feel a little disappointed.

Just then, Wuji Daoist lowered his voice and asked.

"Qingyun! I have a question for you, a question that may concern the prosperity of our Little Luo Sect!"

Wuji Daoist asked this question.

"Master, please speak."

Qingyun Daoist was a little curious, wondering what the other party wanted to ask.

"That's right, have you practiced the martial arts manual I gave you?"

A sound rang out.

In an instant, Qingyun Daoist fell silent.