Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 104: Hosting the Ascension Conference
Lin Fan's heart was filled with surprise at the hatching of the Fire Phoenix. The little fellow rubbed against him affectionately, and a warm atmosphere filled his whole body.

At this moment, a streak of light, like a meteor streaking through the night sky, shot in from outside the cave at high speed and stopped steadily in front of him.

Lin Fan took a closer look and found that it was actually a message talisman.

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously raised his hand. The message talisman fell into his palm obediently like a tired bird returning to its nest.

He gently unfolded the talisman paper, and saw the runes on the talisman flickering and jumping like living things, and lines of handwriting emitting faint spiritual fluctuations slowly emerged, and the handwriting seemed to carry a mysterious message from a distant place.

After seeing the content clearly, Lin Fan couldn't help but chuckle softly. It turned out to be a message from the newly appointed leader of Huangfeng Valley, "Zhong Lingdao".

The words in the letter were extremely sincere. First, he expressed his utmost respect and sincere greetings to Lin Fan, the ancestor in the Jindan stage. Then, he suddenly changed the subject and asked Lin Fan if he had free time to go to Tainan Mountain in a year to preside over the highly anticipated "Ascension Conference".

Lin Fan's thoughts flashed like lightning, and he instantly felt that presiding over the Ascension Conference was a perfect opportunity.

By then, among the many vigorous young cultivators, he would surely be able to find a disciple with excellent aptitude, who was clever and sensible.

After accepting an apprentice, you no longer have to do the tedious errands yourself.

The most important thing is that when the time is right, he can let this disciple enter the mysterious blood-colored forbidden land and help pick the "Yin Yang Ice and Fire Lotus" that he has been thinking about for a hundred years.

Recalling the scene he witnessed a hundred years ago, Lin Fan's eyes instantly became as hot as burning flames.

The "Yin Yang Ice and Fire Lotus" grows quietly in the depths of the forbidden area, emitting a mysterious and soul-stirring aura. Half of it is icy cold enough to freeze the soul, while the other half burns with a scorching heat that is enough to incinerate everything in the world. The two extreme forces blend perfectly on it, just like the most exquisite and ingenious masterpiece between heaven and earth.

There is also a pool full of thousand-year-old stalactites, quietly accumulating the purest spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Every drop of stalactite condenses the essence of the long years. As long as it is brought back and cultivated with the Qiankun Creation Cauldron, which possesses the unpredictable power of creation, it can be reborn and transformed into a ten-thousand-year-old stalactite.

This ten thousand year old stalactite can be regarded as the supreme treasure in the world of immortal cultivation, and its value far exceeds the extremely precious ten thousand year old spiritual milk.

Just one drop can restore all the magic power of a Nascent Soul cultivator that has been depleted in an instant. At a critical moment of life and death, it is undoubtedly the key to turning the tide of battle and deciding victory or defeat.

Moreover, integrating it into the alchemy process can greatly enhance the efficacy of the elixir, allowing the originally ordinary elixir to undergo a gorgeous transformation and be reborn into a magical elixir that countless cultivators will compete for at all costs.

Time flies by like a white horse or a gurgling stream, and a year is gone in the blink of an eye.

Lin Fan mobilized the powerful spiritual power in his body and summoned a spiritual boat magic weapon from his storage bag.

This spiritual boat exudes a soft and warm precious light. The boat body is carefully crafted from extremely rare spiritual wood. Mysterious runes flicker faintly between the textures. That is the spiritual power array carved by Lin Fan himself.

These magic arrays were all made by him in his spare time with his superb and ultimate weapon-refining skills. Although they seemed casual, they actually contained endless mysteries.

As Lin Fan cast his spells like flowing water, the spirit boat instantly grew larger and hovered steadily in the air.

Several elders in the Foundation Establishment Stage, dressed in long robes and with solemn expressions, were the first to board the spirit boat. Their eyes revealed anticipation and caution for this trip to Tainan Mountain, as if they had already foreseen that this journey would be full of unknowns and challenges.

Immediately afterwards, several Qi training stage disciples filed up. Curiosity and excitement flickered in the eyes of these young disciples. They chattered in low voices, full of anticipation for the Tainan Mountain they were about to visit.

Yes, these Qi training disciples only have one chance to go out a year. This time they were chosen to go out, although they are only doing some insignificant things. However, they can not only go out for fun but also receive generous spirit stones. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for them.

"Get up!" Lin Fan shouted in a low voice like a loud bell, and quickly made hand gestures with his hands. Spiritual power was like a surging river, pouring into the spirit boat continuously.

The spirit boat instantly turned into a stream of light, wrapped in the whistling sound of the wind, and rushed towards Tainan Mountain at lightning speed.

Along the way, mountains, rivers and land flew by like phantoms. Wherever the spirit boat passed, it left behind a faint, dreamlike spiritual power track, as if it was a unique mark left between heaven and earth.

In just a moment, the spirit boat landed steadily at the foot of Tainan Mountain. Tainan Mountain was towering into the clouds, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland on earth, like a dream.

Lin Fan was the first to get off the boat. He looked up at the majestic Tainan Mountain in front of him. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, outlining a confident arc, and a glimmer of expectation flashed in his eyes.

I wonder if I will meet Han Li unexpectedly during this trip to Tainan Mountain, and whether I can get a well-behaved and obedient disciple?
Because Tainan Mountain is located in the Taiyue Mountains and is closest to Huangfeng Valley, Lin Fan and his group arrived first.

In the following days, the spiritual energy in the mountains became increasingly rich and mellow, as if warmly welcoming a grand and extraordinary gathering.

The other six major sects also arrived one after another. For a while, the foot of Tainan Mountain was extremely lively and bustling with people.

The flying magic weapons of each faction have different shapes and are very unique and beautiful.

There are glittering shuttles that whizz by like meteors streaking across the sky, dazzling and brilliant; there are also ancient and heavy flying boats, engraved with mysterious runes all over, exuding a deep and mysterious aura that makes people feel awe.

The number of immortal cultivators on the mountain has increased dramatically, like a gathering of stars, and it is extremely lively.

The Qi training disciples brought by the seven major sects were dressed in their own unique costumes, colorful like a rainbow in the sky. They were busy maintaining order.

They formed a team, moving among the bustling crowd, their young faces full of serious and focused expressions.

These young disciples are the future stars of their respective sects. Some of them may be able to break through the foundation-building stage in the future. There are even a very small number of gifted ones who may be able to break through the core-forming stage and embark on a broader path of cultivation.

On the day of the Ascension Conference, sunlight poured down without reservation, gently shining on the high platform in the center of the venue.

A Jindan stage cultivator from the Yanyue Sect walked onto the stage gracefully. Each of her steps was light and graceful, as if she was walking on clouds.

The attention of the audience was instantly attracted by her. The whole place fell silent and everyone held their breath, afraid of missing her every move.

The visitor was a stunning beauty with a graceful figure, like a flower swaying in the wind, soft and moving.

A purple gauze skirt falls softly, like the mist lingering in the mountains, ethereal and ethereal, and like the beautiful clouds in the sky, gorgeous and dazzling. It sways gently with her movements, and every move outlines her exquisite figure. Every step is like walking in the clouds, light yet elegant. Her extraordinary temperament is revealed in her every move, which makes people fall in love with her.

Her skin was fair and translucent, just like the peach blossoms blooming on the branches in spring, tender and delicate, almost transparent. Caressed by the sunlight, it had a soft and charming luster, as if it was nourished by the purest spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and as delicate as a baby's.

Her long, shiny black hair falls like a waterfall, with slightly curled ends. A few strands of hair hang down neatly beside her delicate oval face, adding a bit of charm and agility to her. She is like a natural painting, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off her.

There is even more charm between her eyebrows and eyes.

Under the curved willow-leaf eyebrows, the eyes are like a pool of autumn water, clear and bright. The eyes are shining as they move, hiding the bright stars in the sky. They are deep and charming, making people involuntarily indulge in them and unable to extricate themselves.

Her long eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, and under her straight nose was a cherry-like mouth without any makeup. There was often a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, just like the warmest sunshine in spring, which instantly dispelled the haze in people's hearts and made everyone present feel like they were basking in the spring breeze, and their bodies and minds were infected by this warm smile.

She lightly moved to the center of the stage with lotus steps. Her voice was clear and melodious, like the gurgling of a mountain spring, "I am an elder of the Yanyue Sect, also known as the Fairy Nishang. I declare that this Ascension Conference has officially begun!"

In an instant, the audience burst into thunderous applause and cheers. The enthusiasm of the crowd was completely ignited by this announcement, surging like a surging wave.

The prelude to the Ascension Conference slowly began, and a grand event concerning the fate and glory of the cultivators officially began.

As everyone waited eagerly, the ground in the square began to tremble slowly, soil and rocks surged, and rays of spiritual light flashed, as if the earth was awakening, releasing endless power.

In just a moment, seven arenas rose from the center of the square. They stood steadily and majestically, like seven giants witnessing this grand event of immortal cultivators.

These seven arenas each have their own characteristics. Huge plaques with shining light are suspended above the arenas, which read: Yanyue Sect, Lingshou Mountain, Huangfeng Valley, Jujian Sect, Tianque Fort, Qingxu Sect, and Huadaowu. They are solemn and majestic, as if announcing the glory and heritage of each major sect to everyone.

(End of this chapter)