Investiture of the Gods

Three days after Heng Hua returned to Donglai, he went to the Grotto of Spirit Tribulations to open the residence.

Meng Chen had arrived early with his disciples and waited for a long time.

Seeing colorful banners fluttering, gongs and drums resounding, five hundred palace maidens and three thousand Daoist boys standing reverently in formation, Heng Hua could not help but feel surprised.

"Senior Meng Chen has always cultivated in carefree seclusion. When has he ever put on such a display?"

Hengshou had come with him. He glanced at him, then silently said nothing.

Who was this display prepared for? Didn't you know perfectly well?

When Fu Henghua arrived with Hengshou, Meng Chen burst into hearty laughter and personally led everyone out to greet them.

"Come, come. Some people have already entered the residence, but they are waiting for you, the master."

Meng Chen was delighted.

Fu Henghua had chosen the Grotto of Spirit Tribulations as the place for their discussions. Though he was only hosting them in the Origin Wisdom Profound Residence, his Hidden Spirit Grotto-Heaven was honored by the association as well.

The status of all Yuanpeng Mountain had risen with the tide, and it could now be regarded as a core stronghold of the Donglai Divine Continent.

Back then, he truly had possessed discerning eyes that recognized a pearl.

If Great Wilderness City was perfected one day and the laws of the spirit palace established, the Origin Wisdom Profound Residence on Yuanpeng Mountain might become Great Wilderness City's city lord's residence. Hidden Spirit Grotto-Heaven would then be the closest grotto-heaven outside the city lord's residence.

That status, that value...

Could the first house beside the imperial city possibly come cheap?

Meng Chen eagerly took Fu Henghua's hand, and the two walked shoulder to shoulder into the Origin