Hunyuan Hall.
This is where the current Saint Emperor secluded himself for meditation.
Previously, the name of the Saint Emperor was widely known, but there had been no interaction between them.
After all, he was just a minor Eternal True God. Even as a disciple of the Holy Lord, he was no different from an ordinary person in front of the Saint Emperor.
He wasn't entirely sure why the Saint Emperor had summoned him alone.
He only knew that his master Mo Chenxiao's Lineage seemed to have a good relationship with the current Saint Emperor, so this summons shouldn't be a bad thing.
Han Xuanji stepped onto the white jade steps in the Hunyuan Hall and ascended the stairs.
The steps were extremely high, and he pondered to himself.
Immeasurable Saint Emperor, the ninth Saint Emperor of the Sacred Court, an unparalleled powerhouse at the Saint King Realm Stage.
There are only a few possibilities for such an important person to take the initiative to summon you.
Firstly, it was to test his background, since he was now the face of the Sacred Court and could not afford to make any mistakes.
Secondly, it's about building a closer relationship. Given his potential, any normal person would choose to befriend him.
Thirdly, we should establish him as a role model.
A commoner genius, rising from humble beginnings to become the number one prodigy of the Sacred Court.
Such a story is practically a masterpiece tailor-made for the Saint Emperor.
The more stunning Han Xuanji, the more it proved that the Sacred Court under the rule of this Holy Saint Emperor was full of vitality.
Just then, a figure suddenly appeared in front of me.
A tall, silver-haired young man with a deep, ancient aura stood there like an iceberg.
Han Xuanji's gaze narrowed slightly as he sensed the oppressive aura emanating from the other party, far surpassing that of Sage.
That wasn't a deliberately released pressure, but a naturally pervasive resonance of Principle; only beings at the Holy Lord level could possess such an aura.
[ Lu Mingyan: Eternal Holy Lord, Great Heaven Creation Sacred Physique, personally taught by the Immeasurable Saint Emperor, possessing extremely high comprehension, once the Sacred Court's number one prodigy, represented the Sacred Court in the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet, achieving a top-four finish, and has long been stationed at the Supreme Qian Dao Arena, responsible for managing numerous affairs. I have high hopes for your future.]
The results of the system's investigation flashed through my mind.
Han Xuanji's heart stirred slightly.
It turns out this person's name is Lu Mingyan, a personal disciple of the Immeasurable Saint Emperor, a very important figure.
Lu Mingyan's initial coldness melted away like spring snow after he looked Han Xuanji up and down, and the corners of his lips slightly turned up:
"Could it be Master Xuanji?"
Han Xuanji clasped his hands in a respectful greeting. "It is indeed this junior. May I ask who this senior is?"
Although I know who the other person is, we've never met before, so there's no need to be overly familiar; that would be too impolite.
"Your master Mo Chenxiao, is a good friend of mine. You can call me Uncle Mingyan. I have come to greet my nephew on his orders."
Lu Mingyan smiled and stepped aside to lead the way, his gentle demeanor completely unlike that of a Holy Lord facing a junior True God.
"Greetings, Uncle-Master Mingyan. I have been disrespectful."
Han Xuanji became even more respectful.
He thought to himself that his master knew quite a few people, even the disciples of the Saint Emperor were his friends.
As expected of a member of the Saint Emperor's Lineage and a disciple of the Saint Venerable, his connections are indeed extensive.
This is something that many ordinary Holy Lord simply cannot do.
It should be noted that Lu Mingyan is a disciple of the Saint Emperor and is in charge of many affairs of the Hunyuan Hall. He can be called the Grand Steward of the Sacred Court. Although he is only Holy Lord, his status is higher than that of many Hall Masters.
Lu Mingyan waved his hand and laughed, "Nephew, there's no need for such formalities. I'm just a little older than you."
The other person stepped aside to lead the way, their attitude gentle, and then walked into the hall.
No wonder he has a good relationship with his master and they are good friends.
Han Xuanji followed behind, thinking to himself that although this Mingyan was not well-known, he was once the number one on the Heaven's Chosen Ranking of geniuses and had represented the Sacred Court to win third place at the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet.
Judging by their cultivation levels, his master, Mo Chenxiao, had only recently entered the Holy Lord, while Lu Mingyan was probably already in the Late-stage Holy Lord. Yet, the two treated each other as equals, which shows that he was easygoing and not the kind of person who would use his cultivation level to intimidate others.
The two entered the main hall one after the other.
The interior space of the hall is astonishingly spacious, with a dome hanging high above. A picture of the sun, moon, stars, and river slowly flows in the air, with stars shining and flickering, as if the entire Starry Sky has been brought into the hall.
The ground was paved with Star Divine Jade. As Han Xuanji walked on it, he felt the starlight shimmering beneath his feet, as if he were walking on empty air.
The array formations and restrictions around him were so intricate they were dazzling. He glanced at them once and then looked away, as he was far from understanding them at his current level.
Han Xuanji followed Lu Mingyan through many long corridors, and the deeper they went, the stronger the aura of Principle became.
The Daoist principles that would make even Sage and powerful figures pause and comprehend in the outside world are here as common as ordinary air, permeating the heavens and earth, omnipresent.
The Star Divine Jade beneath my feet is warm and profound; each step feels like walking on a miniature Starry Sky.
Han Xuanji looked down and noticed that the starlight beneath his feet rippled with his steps, as if his arrival had disturbed this slumbering sea of stars.
He didn't look at it much, suppressing his surprise and silently following behind Lu Mingyan.
Lu Mingyan led him deeper into the area, and after passing through the last corridor, a bright and open space suddenly appeared before them.
A courtyard suspended in the void quietly unfolds before your eyes. It has no roof or walls, and is surrounded by surging seas of clouds and falling star rivers. Nine rivers of Principle converge from different directions and intertwine here to form a natural Daoist dome.
Lu Mingyan stopped and whispered:
"Master is in quiet meditation inside and has not seen outsiders for many years."
"The fact that we've made an exception for you today shows how much Master values you. Please go in; I'll wait here."
Han Xuanji Han Xuanji into the courtyard, where several ancient trees, whose names he did not know, stood. Their trunks were gnarled and twisted like dragons, and their branches were covered with thumb-sized golden fruits, each containing a wisp of pure Principle essence.
In the center of the courtyard, there was a stone table and two stone benches. A person dressed in a plain white robe was sitting on the stone benches with his back to him, seemingly lost in thought as he gazed at the distant starry sky.
Han Xuanji stopped, stood with his hands at his sides, and respectfully bowed. "Junior Han Xuanji greets Your Majesty the Saint Emperor."
The man slowly turned around.
Han Xuanji looked up and saw that the Immeasurable Saint Emperor looked to be only about thirty years old, with handsome and peaceful features. His long black hair was casually tied back with a wooden hairpin, without any luxurious decorations.
He wasn't particularly tall, and even looked somewhat thin sitting there, yet he possessed an undeniable presence.
That feeling wasn't pressure. Han Xuanji had faced far too much pressure before. Whether it was Mo Chenxiao or the Holy Venerable Tianming, they had all made him feel that kind of oppressive feeling of standing on the edge of an abyss.
But the Immeasurable Saint Emperor did not possess this kind of oppressive aura.
He gives the impression of being more like a boundless, calm lake, seemingly undisturbed on the surface, yet you have no idea how deep the water is.
The Immeasurable Saint Emperor opened his eyes, a smile appearing on his face:
"Good."