As the morning sun slowly rose in the east, strands of radiance shone over the entire spirit mountain.
The peach blossoms and leaves, beaded with rain and dew, instantly glittered like crystal.
On the peak, the deep, muffled tolling of a bell also began to ring out—dong, dong, dong.
All the cultivators came out from their pavilions and looked toward Medicine King Mountain.
They saw that atop the mountain peak, the spirit glow was even more radiant, and there was also the spiritual shadow of a medicinal lotus, like a lotus just beginning to bloom, slowly unfurling.
On either side of the medicine lotus, strange beasts wheeled through the air, Buddhist scrolls stood in ranks, and several cultivator figures stood beside it.
Today was precisely the day Medicine King Valley would give its lecture on the Dao.
"Fellow Daoists, fellow cultivators, and envoys of the Immortal Sect, today's lecture begins. I hope you will all enter the Dao arena and take your seats." As the clear, ringing voice spread out, the person who spoke was none other than Hundred Refinements True Lord.
"As expected of Hundred Refinements True Lord, who made his name seven hundred years ago. To think he broke through from Nascent Soul Early Stage to Nascent Soul Late Stage in just over six hundred years!" Sensing the cultivator's cultivation level, Ye Xuecang could not help murmuring in admiration.
Hundred Refinements True Lord did not conceal his aura, and the Nascent Soul Cultivators beside him had almost all likewise made no effort to hide their own cultivation.
There were a full five Nascent Souls, and one had to know, he had heard that in the Earth Immortal Realm, Medicine King Valley had even lost several Nascent Souls.
This was enough to show the depth of Medicine King Valley's