Founding Ceremony Begins

"Show me a Swordsmanship."

The elder of the Dijiang clan gave the order, and Lu Yang, out of control, obeyed the elder's command, wielding his sword with long sleeves. The sword's edge was unstoppable, tearing the air wherever it passed, and dominating everything in its path.

The "Slash" and "Break" techniques are both deadly moves, and even Nascent Soul Realm would be afraid to face them head-on.

"Good, very good!" The elder of the Dijiang clan laughed heartily. If he hadn't known that this was an imposter, he would have really thought that this was Young Master Lu.

He took out two masks and a painting from his storage ring.

"This is a human skin mask crafted by me. It can be used by inputting spiritual power and can transform into any shape desired."

"This is what Young Master Lu looks like. Yunyang, you will become Young Master Lu by imitating this painting."

"And you, Su Yiren, very few people have seen your true face, but it's possible you'll run into someone who knows you this time. Just put on the mask and transform into whatever you want."

The two took the human skin masks. The masks were as light as thin wings and felt cool on their faces. Lu Yang skillfully transformed himself into Young Master Lu.

Jiang Lianyi quickly disguised herself, transforming into someone who looked about six or seven parts like herself, then removed her hood to reveal her disguised form.

"Next is acting. Your eyes aren't right; they don't have that weathered look."

"What is the Heavenly Court Sect? It is a continuation of the High Antiquity Heavenly Court. Three hundred thousand years have passed, and it should have State of Mind of profound change and loss. Its eyes should be filled with a sense of desolation, a hint of reminiscence, and disdain for the present world."

"Furthermore, the Heavenly Court is a major organization from High Antiquity times, which was the most prosperous and powerful period in the High Antiquity world. As the young leader of the Heavenly Court Sect and the Heavenly King Protector, you should show pride in the High Antiquity!"

Lu Yang: "..."

You've considered things quite thoroughly.

When Lu Yang appeared as the young master of the sect, he had roughly this thought in mind. It was a kind of psychological suggestion that helped him get into the zone quickly.

Upon realizing this, Lu Yang scoffed, "What bullshit Dijiang Clan, what High Antiquity Dijiang? When the tiger's away, the monkey becomes king. He's nothing but a defeated foe of Dou Tianzun, he doesn't even have the qualifications to join my Heavenly Court!"

Jiang Lianyi snorted coldly, her expression indifferent, looking at the old man with disdain, her icy eyes devoid of any emotion.

"Yes, that's the feeling!"

The elder of the Dijiang tribe slapped his thigh, surprised that the two of them had passed the test in one take.

"Very good, it seems that you two, master and disciple, are quite talented in this area."

The elder of the Dijiang clan was meticulous in his work and shared some information about the Heavenly Court Religion. Lu Yang listened attentively, nodding frequently. It seemed that the elder's information about the Heavenly Court Religion was accurate and without error.

"Alright, you two will proceed according to my plan at the founding ceremony in two days. Until then, resume your original appearance, everything as usual, and do not expose yourselves."

"Yes."

The elder of the Dijiang clan nodded and reported the results to the High Antiquity Dijiang, leaving Lu Yang and Jiang Lianyi behind.

The two remained silent for a moment before Jiang Lianyi broke the silence.

"How so?"

Lu Yang shrugged. "Don't ask me. I'm under Dijiang's control now. I'll do whatever he tells me to do."

Jiang Lianyi nodded. "Me too."

Having already achieved their greatest gain in the Demon City, the two didn't linger. Instead, they returned to the inn and told everyone what had happened, prompting the elders to slap their thighs in regret.

"Tell me, tell me, why can't I ever have such good fortune!" The five elders were heartbroken, as if the Silent Daoist had passed away.

Meng Jingzhou was also filled with remorse. As a holy son of the Heavenly Court, he had not had the opportunity to show his face at such a crucial moment.

Lu Yang patted Meng Jingzhou on the shoulder regretfully. "It's all fate."

The third senior sister remained silent; she belonged to the Ask Dao Sect, not the Heavenly Court Sect.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and the founding ceremony of the People's Republic of China officially began.

The tall walls surrounding the Temple of Heaven were demolished, and from a distance, the Temple of Heaven was bathed in a blinding white light.

"Is this crystal-clear white jade? And it's such a big piece?"

The cultivators who came to visit were moved. Even those powerful cultivators in the Tribulation Transcendence stage were secretly shocked when they saw it. The Altar of Heaven was not made of pieces of glass and white jade, but was carved from a single piece of white jade.

It's no exaggeration to say this is priceless!

The Temple of Heaven is divided into nine levels, corresponding to the nine realms of immortal cultivation.

The forces that attended the founding ceremony were divided into two types. One type was those invited by the Dijiang Clan, such as the Buddhist Kingdom and the East Sea Dragon Clan. The Dijiang Clan did not dare to neglect these forces and arranged for them to have the best seats in the audience, and even placed fruits and other Spirit Cuisine on their seats.

Another type is the Rogue Cultivator or small, uninvited forces. These small forces surround the Temple of Heaven, and how well they see the view depends entirely on luck.

As Rogue Cultivator, Lu Yang and Jiang Lianyi were temporarily separated from the elders.

Third Senior Sister still needs to train in the Demon Realm, and she's also among the group of Rogue Cultivator.

"Old Qiu, we meet again." The First Elder greeted him with a smile and cupped his hands in greeting. Qiu Jin'an was to his left.

In public, Qiu Jinan was too embarrassed to show any emotion, so he could only respond with a smile.

"Second Prince, it's you who's come this time." The Grand Elder stood up and greeted him from across several sects.

The one sent by the Great Xia was not the eldest prince Jiang Qun, but the second prince Jiang Zhu.

Jiang Zhu was tall and imposing, exceptionally brave and skilled in both literature and martial arts, and it was said that he harbored ambitions to seize the throne.

Jiang Zhu cupped his hands in a gesture of respect befitting a junior to the elder.

"Fellow Daoist Ao Li, it's been two hundred years since we last met. How is the Old Dragon Emperor doing?" To the right of the Grand Elder was Ao Li of the East Sea Dragon Clan, an envoy sent by the Old Dragon Emperor.

Ao Li had dragon horns on his head, and was adorned with gemstones from head to toe. His attire alone was equivalent to the entire wealth of an ordinary cultivator at the Body Integration Realm.

Ao Li saw that the person sitting next to him was the Grand Elder, his expression turned somewhat unpleasant, and he snorted coldly, unwilling to say anything more.

"Greetings, Your Excellency."

"Look at you, this attitude makes us seem so distant. Anyone who didn't know better would think we have some kind of conflict. Have you forgotten how I helped you overcome your inner demons?"

As the matter was brought up, Ao Li's expression grew increasingly grim.

Two hundred years ago, he fell into a tribulation of inner demons. Dragons are inherently lustful, and he fell into the lust tribulation within the tribulation of inner demons. For a time, the East Sea Dragon Clan was at a loss and did not know what to do. Just then, the Great Elder of the East Sea Dragon Clan stepped forward and, through elixirs and acupuncture, forcibly rendered Ao Li incapacitated, thus helping him overcome the tribulation of inner demons.

At that time, his inner demons transformed into various beautiful women to tempt him, but he was powerless to resist them, leaving his inner demons at a loss.

Afterwards, Ao Li consulted renowned doctors, and it took a hundred years to finally cure him and enable him to have sexual intercourse.

The Grand Elder, being magnanimous, didn't mind Ao Li's attitude and greeted Master Chenyuan, the Buddhist envoy standing next to Ao Li.

"Master Chenyuan, it has been fifty years since we last met. How have you been?"

Master Chenyuan sat upright and composed. When he saw the Grand Elder greeting him from afar, he chuckled and politely responded with one hand placed in front of his chest.

"A monk does not lie. To be honest, I never expected to meet you here. What bad luck!"