Li Qingshan ignored those gazes and found a seat by the window. Chu Yingluo sat beside him, while the Heavenly Secrets Saintess casually took a seat on his other side.
Though the trio made an odd combination, no one dared approach them with questions.
Before long, another commotion rose at the entrance to the Heaven-Covering Pavilion.
"Jiang Taixuan, Crown Prince of the Primordial Immortal Court, has arrived!"
At that announcement, the entire ninth floor fell silent for a moment.
Everyone turned toward the entrance at once, where a slender figure slowly walked in.
He was a young man with white hair and a white beard, his face lean and handsome. Snow-white hair fell loosely over his shoulders, yet he showed no trace of age. Instead, he possessed an air of otherworldly transcendence.
He wore a white Daoist robe embroidered with yin-yang taiji symbols and patterns depicting the dawn of chaos. A simple hemp cord was tied around his waist, making him look like a seeker of the Dao who had walked out of the primeval wilderness.
His eyes were deep and calm, like two fathomless, icy pools, as though they could see through every illusion in the world.
His aura was vast yet restrained. His cultivation was unmistakably that of a High-Rank Immortal King!
Moreover, his aura was exceptionally unusual, carrying the weathered air of the primordial wilderness, as though he himself were the center of heaven and earth.
In an instant, everyone's gaze fell involuntarily upon him.
"Jiang Taixuan is here!"
Someone murmured, "The Crown Prince of the Primordial Immortal Court. They say he cultivates the primordial origin great dao and can trace all arts back to their source. He can even briefly turn back time to see what happened in the past!"
"Rumor has it that although the