Chapter 164: White-Clad Fairy

In its early days, the Heavenly Martial Sacred Land faced relentless oppression and exploitation from established powers. Yet after a long grueling period of growth and struggle.

Under the combined might of Gu Qingyi and Nangong Wentian, they shattered the greed and suppression of the other Eight Sacred Lands.

Emerging as the most dominant new Sacred Land, they boldly declared the birth and strength of a new force to the world.

Eventually, the Heavenly Martial Sacred Land made a decision that baffled and enraged the other Eight Sacred Lands.

They opened their doors to all disciples equally, regardless of talent or ability. Anyone with the desire to join was welcomed.

This move completely overturned the tradition of the other Eight Sacred Lands, who judged solely on cultivation talent and ignored character.

As a result, countless geniuses who lacked standout talent were buried in obscurity, their dreams of cultivation crushed by rejection due to insufficient aptitude.

Now, the sudden rise of the ninth Sacred Land—Heavenly Martial Sacred Land—offered the world a chance to achieve divinity through cultivation.

In the years that followed, many cultivators flocked to join the Heavenly Martial Sacred Land, drawn by its reputation.

After two and a half years of development, the Sacred Land grew stronger, its disciple count swelling to over one hundred fifty thousand.

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Heavenly Martial Sacred Land.

Before the eyes stretched the vast Tianwu Arena, a sprawling expanse so wide that its end couldn’t be seen.

All that met the gaze was a breathtaking scene of immortal mist swirling through the air.

If an outsider stepped into this place without caution, they’d easily lose their way amidst the ethereal haze.

Within the Sacred Land, all one hundred fifty thousand disciples gathered without a single absentee. The scene was a sea of people, heads bobbing everywhere, brimming with lively energy.

Countless stunning female disciples, each with beauty that could topple empires, paused their training to arrive early, eager to secure a good spot.

The male disciples arrived in unison as well, though their motives were twofold.

First, they wanted to feast their eyes on the breathtaking beauty and graceful figures of the female disciples.

Second, they came for the grand event of the day.

Today marked the sixth anniversary of the Heavenly Martial Sacred Land’s founding, as well as the ‘Celebration Day,’ a moment of profound significance.

As the disciples buzzed with excitement for the day’s joy, a sudden sound pierced the air.

“Whoosh!”

A fairy of unparalleled beauty, clad in pristine white robes, soared into the sky. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, her elegant figure gently descended onto a statuette.

At the sight of her, disciples of all genders felt an urge to slam their heads against a wall in awe.

This white-robed fairy was originally named Su Chan, but due to her constant attire of white and her otherworldly beauty, the world revered her as the White-Clad Fairy.

From then on, Su Chan took the name White-Clad Fairy as she traveled the world.

The White-Clad Fairy was a formidable female sword cultivator who preferred solitude. She roamed this continent for years.

Witnessing countless individuals doomed to a mundane life due to lack of talent, she felt deep pity for their plight but was powerless to help.

Cultivation had always been about talent. Without it, even joining an immortal sect was futile, often leading to a life as a lowly servant disciple—a great honor for many, yet still their limit.

But the rise of the Heavenly Martial Sacred Land changed everything. Not only did it possess the Marrow-Cleansing Fruit, which allowed ordinary people to step onto the path of cultivation.

Its招生 policy treated everyone equally, disregarding talent. This approach deeply captivated her.

In the end, she resolutely joined the Heavenly Martial Sacred Land, becoming a vital part of it.

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Standing atop a statuette, the White-Clad Fairy gazed down at the passionate and excited disciples below, both male and female.

A soft smile curved her lips as she scanned the crowd, offering a polite bow before parting her delicate red lips to speak.

“I’m deeply grateful to all the disciples of Heavenly Martial Sacred Land for attending today’s Celebration Day on time. It’s also my great honor to host this event!”

As her words fell, the male disciples erupted with fervor, some barely restraining themselves from rushing forward to embrace her figure. Even a few female disciples couldn’t help but swoon over the White-Clad Fairy.

“White-Clad Fairy, I’m your biggest fan!”

“Finally, I get to see you, White-Clad Fairy! I gave up my life as a young master just to join Heavenly Martial Sacred Land for a glimpse of you!”

“Sob, this is the first time I’ve seen the White-Clad Fairy in person since joining the Sacred Land. I can die without regrets!”

“Hey, you next to me, can you show some dignity? Take a page from my book—I’m the White-Clad Fairy’s loyal dog. Fairy Sister, look at me!”

“Damn it, you’re really shameless!”

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Seeing this chaotic scene, the White-Clad Fairy’s lips twitched involuntarily. She muttered to herself in her mind.

“I was so careless leaving without my veil today… This forgetful habit of mine is hopeless.”

Shaking her head, she let out a soft cough. “Everyone, I understand your excitement, but could you quiet down for now?”

The once-rowdy crowd fell silent in an instant at her words.

Glancing at the disciples, now hushed like obedient children covering their mouths, the White-Clad Fairy nodded in satisfaction.

“Next, I’ll introduce someone whose name is synonymous with kindness. His countless achievements are too many to list, so I’ll keep it brief and highlight the essentials.”

“He single-handedly founded the Heavenly Martial Sacred Land, giving countless ordinary people a chance to tread the path of immortality through cultivation!”

“I’m sure you all know who this is. He’s none other than the Holy Master of our Heavenly Martial Sacred Land—Nan-gong-Wen-tian!”

As the White-Clad Fairy’s words echoed, the previously silent crowd exploded into a unified roar, chanting his name in perfect harmony.

Her expression brimming with fervor, the White-Clad Fairy called out, “Now, let’s welcome him with a thunderous round of applause, shall we?”

“Yes, yes, yes!”

“We disciples respectfully welcome the Holy Master!”

“Hahaha, the enthusiasm in our Sacred Land today is truly overwhelming. This old man is flattered!”

As the laughter rang out, the void in front of the White-Clad Fairy shimmered. A robust figure materialized from thin air, slowly descending to stand beside her.

This was none other than Nangong Wentian.

At the sight of Nangong Wentian, disciples of all genders couldn’t help but shout his name with unbridled excitement.

The White-Clad Fairy offered a respectful bow to Nangong Wentian, about to greet him, but he raised a hand to stop her.

Nangong Wentian spoke with a serious tone. “No need for formalities, White-Clad Fairy. Please, carry on.”

She nodded, her expression filled with zeal.

“Next to take the stage is someone whose name is synonymous with power. Invincibility often breeds loneliness.”

“In the Lower Realm’s Sword Qi Continent, he took a mere three years to ascend from the Sword Practitioner Realm to the Sword God Realm, forging a legend!”

“Later, he single-handedly faced the entire Demon Race, saving humanity from peril. With a sword named Skyvault, he cleaved open the Heavenly Gate, leading the Lower Realm to ascension.”

“He’s also a founder of the Heavenly Martial Sacred Land. In its early days, when the other Eight Sacred Lands united to annihilate us in a life-or-death struggle.”

“He stood alone with a single sword, facing eight mid-tier Sword Gods. With the resolve to die, he battled for a day and a night, turning the tide and creating a miracle!”

“That earth-shaking battle darkened the skies and altered the very heavens.”

“In the end, of the eight gods from the Eight Sacred Lands, three perished on the spot, their paths extinguished, while five fled with grave injuries. He, however, sustained only minor wounds.”

“Thus concluded that monumental clash!”

“This was the legendary Battle of the Nine Gods, also known as the War of the Fallen. Without him, there would be no Heavenly Martial Sacred Land today!”

“Yet peace was short-lived. Soon, the Alien Race launched a massive invasion. At this critical juncture, he stepped forward.”

“Alone with his sword, he slaughtered the Alien Race until they dared not set foot here. He even personally guarded the Cosmic Void for two and a half years!”

“He also forged the legend of becoming the youngest Peerless Sword God on this continent. Now, after two and a half years, the time has come for his return!”

“Let us welcome with thunderous applause the one and only God of our Heavenly Martial Sacred Land, and our Saint, Gu-Qing-Yi!”

As her words fell, the crowd’s applause roared like thunder. The White-Clad Fairy lifted her exquisite gaze to the Void above.