Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 2662: Gathering Storms (Part )

In a few days, the venue of the Origin Tracing Conference had been repaired, and there was no trace of the chaos and mess that day. However, the incident had already happened, and it still left a mark in the hearts of many people.

Those large sects tend to have well-developed roots and are very disciplined, unlike the small sects which are free and easy. Therefore, most of the people in the venue at this moment are small sects and independent cultivators who come to watch the fun.

They gathered together to discuss what had happened in the past few days. Some of them mentioned the Xuantian Sword Sect, which seemed particularly quiet in this storm, and speculated what their plans were.

Some people thought that the Xuantian Sword Sect was trying to avoid the limelight, and such unreasonable speculations were immediately ridiculed by everyone.

"You are stupid. What is there to be afraid of a great leader of the sect? He is just afraid of making a move, so he is protecting those good seedlings, fearing that those nagging people will reach out and touch them."

"Well, in this case, I am more interested in the formation master who seemed to appear out of nowhere in the rumors. I wonder if she will come this time."

"It shouldn't happen. She didn't come during the half. Maybe someone above her said so. After all, Dongli City has been in a mess recently. Even Yuanying Zhenjun was murdered."

Originally, they thought that Xuantian Sword Sect was timid. They cowered just because a genius appeared. They were so defensive in their small camp. Later, Huoyun was destroyed for no reason, and hundreds of people were blown away in the middle of the Origin Tracing Conference. Gradually, they came to their senses and found that there were undercurrents under the seemingly peaceful Origin Tracing Conference.

"Even the bigwigs above can't figure it out. It is said that there is still no clue about the murder of the North Falling Divine Sect's Huoyun Zhenjun. Let's just watch the fun, but don't get too close to avoid getting into trouble."

"I'm coming--"

"Where? Where? Ever since the last incident, the people from Xuantian Sword Sect have been hiding like crazy. We might not be able to find them even if we waited in their base. But today they finally came out again."

"They... is that the one in the rumors?" Someone stretched his neck to look in a certain direction. His hips were a little unsteady.

"What's that, you're a Jindan cultivator but you're still not reliable at all, can you straighten your tongue and speak fluently?"

"Forget it, just look for yourself." The man who was just excited felt a little aggrieved after being ridiculed by his friend, and pouted in the direction where Lu Dechao had just looked.

"I want to see what you are doing. Oh, you are really here, and you look quite flamboyant."

Since the younger generations did not have to participate today and could only watch and discuss, the Xuantian Sword Sect made a slight reorganization this time, and all the teams were merged into one, led by the six Yuanying Zhenjun who came with them this time, and the rest of the people followed.

Even those who were injured a few days ago came to participate even though they had not recovered yet. It was obvious that they still had resentment in their hearts. Ningxia mixed in the crowd, neither trying to be high-profile nor low-profile. After all, she was destined not to be low-profile based on what she had done before. Moreover, her vestments were too conspicuous, and even if no one knew her, they would probably take a look.

Feeling the constant gazes on her, Ningxia greeted He Qing and Wen Ming who came towards her with a normal expression.

The two knew Ningxia was going to attend this event a few days ago, and they had tried to persuade her. Although they were a little worried, they still respected her choice. When they saw her today, they suspected that they saw someone else because of her state and awe-inspiring appearance.

But today, seeing them, I felt relieved. Because if Ningxia was plain before, like a rough stone on the roadside, which anyone could kick, then today she was probably a rock that was burned hot by a raging fire. Anyone with a brain would know that it was not good to provoke her, because if you mess with her, you might get yourself into trouble.

He Qing breathed a sigh of relief: "It turns out that there are six True Lords coming this time."

"This origin-tracing conference is no small matter. The Sect Affairs Department has originally appointed three inner sect True Lords to lead the team." Among the six True Lords, only Cuiwei Wuwei and Huayi were from the inner sect, so the other three could only be considered as accompanying them to provide support.

Although they were only there to assist, these three Yuanying Zhenjuns were not here to mess around. They were all well-known Yuanying Zhenjuns inside and outside the inner sect. Needless to say, Miaorong Zhenjun was a tough guy who took on the pressure to protect a bunch of Wuhua Sect disciples. The other two were also Yuanying Zhenjuns from the twelve main peaks.

However, the three people who were there to meet the team did not have to follow the three leaders. They either stayed behind to coordinate or to make contacts. Therefore, even the disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect did not know how many True Lords had come. It was rare for so many people to come together today to attend the last session of the Origin Tracing Conference, which showed how much they were haunted by the past.

Ningxia turned her head to ask Wen Ming a question, and unexpectedly saw a face that looked familiar but still unfamiliar. The other person was also looking at her. Where was this face that was a little too pretty for a man? "Isn't that someone from your sect? Don't you need to go up and say hello?" He Qing asked in a low voice.

Well, no wonder she felt familiar with him. Wasn't this the Taoist Master Quanshi from the Wuhua Sect whom she had met several times before in Changming Garden? She remembered that his last name seemed to be Xu.

Theoretically, the other party and she were truly on the same side, but even during the days when they were in the same courtyard at Wanye Peak, they met seldom, not to mention getting along with each other. There was a thick layer of separation between people, especially between the disciples who came earlier and those who came later, and they all kept a certain distance. So Ningxia was not very familiar with the other party, and could only say that they had met before and could say hello when they met.

Moreover, no matter what happened to her these days, or what rumors she caused, people who were worried about her came, those who had doubts and wanted to question her also came, and even those with ulterior motives came to inquire several times. But only these two, the only two disciples of the "Wuhua Sect" who came with her to participate in the Tracing Origin Conference, did not make any moves from beginning to end, as if Ningxia had no relationship or connection with them.

Ningxia was no longer a fledgling who needed the care and support of her direct elders to survive, so she was not sad or heartbroken by the attitude of her fellow disciples. Although she felt a little sad, she was aware of their thoughts and logic, considering the difficult situation of Wuhua Sect in Xuantian Sword Sect over the years and their intention to "separate" her from Wuhua Sect.

Ningxia only wanted to say that this was not something that could be solved by "separating" herself from Wuhua Sect. Not to mention the powerful Xuantian Sword Sect who suppressed Wuhua Sect disciples with all his malice, just looking at the fact that Wang Jingxuan was sniped by various forces after her identity was discovered in the later part of the original book, we can know the attitude of the Central Plains towards the southeastern border.