Gathering Before the Mountain Gate!

The night passed in the blink of an eye.

A sliver of dawn's light shone from the horizon.

At this moment, a moon-white figure soared out from the Misty Cloud Sect gates, heading straight for the Heavens Shop located outside the mountain.

This moon-white figure was none other than the First Elder of the Misty Cloud Sect, Yun Leng.

At this moment, there were visible dark circles under Yun Leng's eyes, and his mental state was quite poor.

However, his face was exceptionally excited and appeared somewhat smug.

Last night, he had not slept a wink, all for this very moment.

Today, he was destined to be the first to reach the shop.

Thinking of this, Yun Leng felt proud of his wise decision.

Upon learning that the shop only sold five jars every day, he had taken it to heart.

With so many people in the Misty Cloud Sect, how could five jars possibly be enough to go around?

Therefore, it was naturally first come, first served.

Yun Leng thought this was only logical.

Yesterday, after leaving the shop, he had made a special trip to the Imperial Capital.

He had exchanged everything he possessed that could be traded into gold coins.

Now, he was carrying a massive fortune of five hundred thousand gold coins.

If given the chance, he wouldn't mind buying all five jars at once.

Thinking of how Yun Yun had opened a peerless divine pill from her very first jar, causing her cultivation to skyrocket, Yun Leng felt a surge of excitement.

Even if Yun Yun was lucky enough to get a good item from a single jar, surely it wouldn't be too much to ask for one divine pill if he opened five at once?

Yun Leng thought to himself with delight, flying rapidly toward the shop.

He recalled an old saying: the early bird catches the worm.

Today, he was going to interpret that saying perfectly.

Yun Leng's speed was fast, and after a short while, he exited the mountain gates and arrived in the sky above the shop.

Just as he prepared to descend, his expression changed, and he stared blankly at the scene below, the joy on his face instantly freezing in place.

He saw that a line had already formed at the entrance of the shop below, consisting of more than twenty people.

A look of disbelief and exasperation appeared on Yun Leng's face as his gaze swept over the twenty-plus people below.

He saw that the people below were basically all elders and deacons of the Misty Cloud Sect.

At this moment, these fellows were mostly sitting cross-legged on the ground; some seemed to be just like Yun Leng, having not slept all night and were currently dozing off while sitting there.

As for the one at the very front, he had laid a mat directly on the ground and was currently fast asleep.

Could this guy have slept here all night?

Watching this scene, the corners of Yun Leng's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

These guys were truly too competitive!

Yun Leng felt quite bitter inside.

He had stayed up all night and rushed over before dawn.

He never imagined that these guys would be even more desperate than him.

Sighing, Yun Leng landed on the ground, feeling somewhat depressed.

His arrival immediately startled the crowd waiting in line below.

"Yo, the First Elder has arrived too!"

"First Elder, good morning!"

"First Elder, you've come to queue as well."

The group of Misty Cloud Sect high-level members greeted the First Elder enthusiastically.

Seeing everyone so warm, Yun Leng returned their smiles, his gaze looking eagerly at the crowd, hoping that someone might vacate a spot to let him cut in line.

Unfortunately, he waited for a moment, but in the end, not a single person stood up.

What stung Yun Leng even more was that when these guys saw him arrive, they specifically squeezed closer together, shrinking the space as if they were guarding against him cutting in.

Seeing this, the corners of Yun Leng's mouth twitched slightly.

These guys really didn't know the first thing about respecting their elders!

The world was truly not what it used to be!

Under the watchful eyes of the Misty Cloud Sect's high-level members, First Elder Yun Leng could only sit down dejectedly at the very end of the line.

Not long after sitting down, a heavy wave of drowsiness washed over him.

One truly grows old!

The body simply isn't what it used to be.

Back in the day, this old man was someone who could battle through the night, full of vigor and vitality!

Yun Leng sighed inwardly, and seeing that it was still early, he couldn't help but follow the others and begin to doze off.

Soon, as time passed, a red sun slowly rose.

It was as if someone had brushed a layer of pink across the pale blue horizon, with countless golden rays hidden beneath the pink.

"Why hasn't the boss opened the door yet?"

"Who does business like this?"

"Sigh..."

The high-ranking members of the Misty Cloud Sect, seeing that the sky had fully brightened and the shop doors remained closed, grew dissatisfied and began to grumble one after another.

Yun Leng sat toward the back, perking himself up and constantly looking around; if anyone couldn't hold back and decided to leave, he would be the first to move over and take their spot.

He looked at the chattering crowd and couldn't help but shake his head.

People's hearts these days are far too restless.

However, to Yun Leng's disappointment, these people were only complaining verbally; not a single one actually intended to leave.

Sigh, people these days aren't honest at all!

Just as Yun Leng was sighing in his heart, a powerful pressure suddenly descended.

The expressions of the crowd changed, and then they saw two figures flying rapidly from within the Misty Cloud Sect.

One of the figures was holding a young girl in their arms; it was none other than Yun Yun and her disciple.

As for the other figure, it was naturally the Old Sect Master of the Misty Cloud Sect who had just come out of seclusion last night, Yun Shan.

When Yun Yun and Yun Shan appeared above the shop and saw the queue below, they were instantly stunned.

"Wu, Teacher, it seems we've arrived late..."

"It's over, it's over; there won't be any jars left for us today."

Nalan Yanran, held in Yun Yun's arms, glanced down at the scene below and spoke with a mournful face.

Yun Yun's expression was also somewhat unsightly, and when she saw that some people had even brought mats to lie on the ground, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly: "Could these fellows have stayed here all night, guarding this place?"

"Teacher, what should we do now?"

Yun Yun felt very conflicted. Most of these elders were veterans of the sect who followed her teacher, and the Great Elder and others had even watched her grow up; she couldn't bring herself to drive them away.

"Leave it to me."

Hearing this, Yun Shan wore a trace of coldness on his aged face, his eyes narrowing as he looked at the crowd below: "These fellows are truly impatient, aren't they?"

However, seeing such a scene, Yun Shan believed Yun Yun's words from last night even more.

His gaze swept over the mysterious building below, and a flicker of wariness flashed in Yun Shan's eyes.

What kind of existence is the owner of this shop?

And why would he suddenly appear outside the gates of the Misty Cloud Sect?

Holding such questions in his heart, Yun Shan flapped the wings on his back and descended directly toward the ground.

At the same time, a powerful pressure surged downward, suppressing the high-ranking members of the Misty Cloud Sect who were standing in the long line.

Feeling the pressure descending from above, the high-ranking members of the Misty Cloud Sect couldn't help but cast their gazes upward.

When they saw the white-robed old man who had suddenly appeared, the pupils of the high-ranking members constricted.

"Old Sect Master!"

"The Old Sect Master has come out of seclusion!"

"It's the Old Sect Master!"

Bursts of exclamations immediately erupted from below.