She is Jianxiu

Chapter 1388, Chapter Twenty, Discussion
After the Zhou family arrived, there was only one vacancy among the six clans of Taiyuan. Lu Yue lifted his eyelids and saw that sitting on the high seat in the center was Guo Xian, a personal disciple of Zuo Hongcan. This person had an ordinary appearance and a simple background. He was neither a member of the six clans of Taiyuan nor a famous person. If it were a matter of seniority, many cultivators in the hall would be above him.

As for Guo Xian's temperament, to put it nicely, he was gentle and humble; to put it more bluntly, he had no temper whatsoever.

Therefore, among Zuo Hongcan's close disciples, this person was the easiest to talk to, but as for his cultivation and skills, he was rather mediocre.

Logically speaking, a disciple who is not even considered outstanding within the sect should not be sitting in the head seat today. However, his master, Zuo Hongcan, is now the most powerful person under the sect leader. Many important matters in the sect are handled by this person. No matter if you are from one of the six clans or have a noble background, Zuo Hongcan is not afraid at all.

Therefore, Guo Xian's presence here is like an eye left behind by Zuo Hongcan, having little to do with his own life.

Below Guo Xian, the cultivators of the six clans all took their seats to the side, while the other side of the seats was empty, which was reserved for the various sects.

Among them, the Zhou family, being the direct line of the patriarch, should naturally take precedence over the likes of Lü and Su. Above them, apart from the Xiao family of Jinnan, there is no one else who holds the top position today.

Once seated, Zhou Zhi raised his sleeve and cupped his hands in greeting to Lü Yue. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he glanced sideways at his side, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Elder Pingyu has not yet arrived."

The Xiao clan rose to prominence because of Xiao Fu, who was in his prime and gradually gained the momentum to rival the sect leader. In recent years, he has shown his brilliance, and the clan members have naturally been influenced by his style, becoming quite arrogant and conceited. He often boasts that he is the number one family in the sect and usually forms cliques and attacks those who disagree with him, so that no one else dares to provoke him.

Even though Xiao Lin's death was a loss of a great genius for the clan, it was far from damaging its foundation. As for Xiao Pingyu, after disappearing for decades, he has now returned to the public eye thanks to the great calamity, and his arrogance is even greater than before.

Lu Yue frowned slightly, not wanting to get involved in this mess. She thought to herself that since her Lu family was neither of the ancestral lineage nor as powerful as the Xiao family, she would let them fight it out and just watch from the sidelines.

With a faint smile, he softened his tone and said, "Perhaps Elder Pingyu has other matters to arrange, which may have caused the delay."

Zhou Zhi gave a soft hum, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, but he could tell that Lü Yue was trying to protect himself. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he was about to speak when he looked up and saw Xiao Pingyu stepping into the hall with a gloomy expression.

The Xiao family was a powerful clan. A group of seven or eight people entered and saw various magical treasures used as clothing, hairpins and ornaments, dazzling and mesmerizing. Regardless of gender, they were all tall and handsome, fond of fine clothes and treasures, standing out from the crowd like cranes among chickens, not falling into the mundane world.

Xiao Ping walked briskly over, his brows seemingly covered with a layer of frost. When he reached Guo Xian, he merely nodded slightly and took his seat without uttering a word.

The rest of the people dared not imitate her, but they merely bowed and greeted her, which made onlookers frown and wonder what they were thinking in their hearts.

Guo Xian sat upright, seemingly unconcerned about such matters. Seeing that all six clans had arrived, he nodded and then said, "Now that everyone is here, it is time to welcome the cultivators from all the sects. This time, the entry of Sword Lord Zhaoyan into the city is truly not to be underestimated. Our master has ordered that you do not act rashly and should follow the sect's instructions."

Then, turning slightly to the young woman beside him, whose hair was tied in a bun and who wore a blue Taoist robe, he said, "Lingzhi, give the order to set up the chime bells outside and start the ceremony to welcome the cultivators from all sects inside." Upon receiving the order, the woman bowed and withdrew from the hall filled with cultivators at the Divine Realm level. The remaining people had no objections to this arrangement. After waiting for about an hour and a half, as noon approached, the golden sun gradually moved to the top, shining down on the nine large cauldrons, making the auspicious beasts on them seem about to leap out, each one lifelike, attracting clusters of rosy clouds to surround them. Only then did a series of bell tolls sound, followed by the sound of string and wind instruments entering the hall.

Guo Xian sat upright, his expression already serious, when a voice from outside the hall announced: "Hidden Immortal Valley and Lan Chu have sent people."

Following them into the hall were two rows of cultivators. The woman on the left had a smile on her face and seemed to walk with ease, but in reality, her demeanor betrayed her restraint and caution, constantly observing the expressions and expressions of those inside. Guo Xian knew that this was because Mei Lingyun, the only Origin Realm cultivator of the Lan Chu Sect, had already transformed into a Loose Immortal. Therefore, when the disciples of this sect went out, their confidence was far less than before, and within the sect, only Shi Juying, a Void Realm cultivator, was barely holding on. Like the Hidden Immortal Valley, they had fallen to the bottom of the ten sects.

And the more this is the case, the more we should hold on to that lifeline. With the Book of Merits in hand, Taiyuan is naturally not afraid of not being able to subdue them.

"So you are fellow Daoists from Hidden Immortal Valley and Lan Chu. Please take a seat quickly." Guo Xian smiled and nodded, only raising his sleeve to indicate this, but he did not move his body and remained seated.

After that, the Hun De Array Sect and the Yue Cang Sect arrived one after the other. These two sects have always been close to Tai Yuan and often interact with each other. Guo Xian was already familiar with them and specially stood up to greet them. This made the people of the Lan Chu Sect's eyes darken and their hearts heavy with thought.

Thus, apart from the two major immortal sects, four of the ten orthodox sects have been included. The Jin Gang Fa Temple, which is known for its Buddhist teachings, has rarely participated in these gatherings of Taoist cultivators before. Guo Xian calculated with his fingers and thought to himself that these Buddhist cultivators probably wouldn't be able to come this time either.

Suddenly, the chimes rang out, and before the music of silk and bamboo instruments could begin, several sword lights had already pierced through the long wind, only receding when they reached the outside of the palace gate.

Just as the messenger was about to speak, the group of people entered the main hall. Guo Xian laughed and said, "Who do we have here? It's Fellow Daoist Xie from Yixuan. Your previous display of power was so impressive that even I would be ashamed in your presence!"

Xie Jing led three elders today, which was not a large number among the sects, but each of them was a master swordsman, capable of taking on ten opponents at once. As a result, all the cultivators in the hall were on high alert and looked at her.

"Fellow Daoist, you're too kind. I was just worried about being late, so I rushed a bit!" Xie Jing bowed, glanced around, and then smiled, "Fortunately, we're not too late yet."

“For a distinguished guest like Fellow Daoist Xie, it is never too late to arrive.” Guo Xian exchanged pleasantries with her, but he knew very well that this sect was closely connected with Zhaoyan and could not be won over like Yue Cang and Hun De.

It's a real shame.

Xie Jing was straightforward and never liked pretense. He lost interest after a few words and was about to walk back to his seat when he suddenly turned around and met someone's gaze.

The woman had an extraordinary appearance and indeed possessed some supernatural abilities, which was why she was well-known. Xie Jing also recognized her.