The Immortal Gathering lasted half a month, giving disciples of the three sects plenty of time to interact. Ever since it had begun, it had been a great success. Countless disciples from the three sects had become friends and Dao companions, playing a huge role in fostering harmony among the sects.
Of course, since it was a gathering of cultivators, it could hardly consist entirely of literary pursuits and moonlit trysts. Martial contests were inevitable. Over time, which sect's genius disciple came out on top had become the Immortal Gathering's highest honor. This year's Immortal Gathering had yet to begin, but gambling houses across Zhongzhou had already opened their odds.
The most closely watched were Tao Jin of the Southern Pole Sect, Mu Jinlin of the Tianhai Sect, and Jian You of the Qingxing Sect. All three were geniuses of their generation. Tao Jin, in particular, had been the last of the three to reach the Life Wheel Realm, yet he had already advanced to the Third Realm of Life Wheel. His talent was exceptional.
As for Zhong Ruyi, though he had achieved several great feats, they had happened long ago and far away in the Chaotic Abyss Sea, so public attention toward him had steadily waned. Tao Jin, by contrast, had broken through cultivation bottlenecks as if he had cheat codes. In just three years, he had mastered six divine abilities, and rumors had it that he could already hold his own against an uncle-master in the Yin Fish Realm.
On Bingchen Day, at a quarter past the hour of the Dragon, two enormous dragon boats from the Qingxing Sect and the Tianhai Sect arrived at Mao Ri Peak at the same time. Zhang Daohan, sect master of the Southern Pole Sect, led the Peak Masters of the Six