Pushing open the courtyard gate, Ming Yueye headed north through the town with two attendants.
She passed stall after stall and eatery after eatery, hearing the passersby's lively discussions.
"The Luofu Immortal Sect has finally arrived."
"Indeed. Of the Three Teachings—oh, no, the Four Churches, the Nine Sects, and the Seventy-Two Pavilions, Galleries, and Gates, they're the last to arrive."
"They say the Luofu Immortal Sect is enjoying tremendous renown now. Even the Pure Yang Immortal Sect, supposedly the foremost of the Nine Sects, took a tumble at their hands."
"Really?"
"Of course. The Pure Yang Dao Lord, the sect master of the Pure Yang Immortal Sect, is a mighty Dao Lord who attained the Dao back in ancient times, an existence known as the Emperor Lord Donghua. Yet he was defeated by the Luofu Immortal Sect's Immortal Emperor."
"How impressive. Still, recruiting disciples takes more than strength. You have to seize the initiative too. The Luofu Immortal Sect arrived late this time."
"Yes, what good does coming now do? I heard those promising immortal seedlings were contacted well in advance. Arriving now really does put them a step behind."
"Still, perhaps they have other considerations. After all, they already have a Pure Yang Dao Physique. Even if they gained another peerless immortal seedling, it might be better to focus on nurturing just one."
"That makes sense."
Clearly, the Luofu Immortal Sect's arrival had not failed to stir people's interest.
Ming Yueye strolled along casually, making her leisurely way to a restaurant in the north.
This restaurant was also a good place to admire the Heavenly Terrace Mountain of Prayer to the Sage, and some people were already there.
Most were boys and girls seeking immortality and the Dao. Each was brimming with youthful spirit as they gazed at Tiantai