Watching Nanji surrounded like the moon by a host of stars, Guang Chengzi's face flashed with a trace of discomfort. Wasn't this supposed to be his job?
Had he known, he would not have delivered the invitations himself. It had cost him the chance to get acquainted with everyone.
The moment Nanji saw Guang Chengzi, he immediately went over to greet him. "Junior Brother Guang Chengzi, you've had a hard journey."
"It was my duty!"
Guang Chengzi bore a deep grudge against the Phoenix Clan. If they had not been so far away, forcing him to take such a long detour, he would not have been delayed for so long.
Fortunately, that senior had given him a lift. Otherwise, he might not even have made it to this gathering.
"Senior Brother, I'm rather tired. May I rest for a while?"
Guang Chengzi was exhausted not only physically, but mentally as well. This time, he had gone to far too many places and had barely stopped at all.
"Junior Brother, go get some rest. The competition among the four sects is still some time away. By the time you've recovered, it may be about to begin."
Not long after Guang Chengzi left, the representatives sent by the Phoenix Clan and the Underworld also arrived at Kunlun Mountain.
"Oh, Great Emperor Longevity!"
Fei Ying and Jiang Zhu strolled casually up to Immortal Nanji.
"Haha, fellow Daoists, just call me Nanji while we're on Kunlun Mountain. This is not the Heavenly Court, and there is no Great Emperor here."
Immortal Nanji knew better than to forget himself. On Kunlun Mountain, no matter what identity he held, he would always be Yuanshi's disciple. Yuanshi already disliked the Heavenly Court, and if he heard someone calling him Great Emperor Longevity, Nanji would likely suffer for