Chapter 167: Congratulations from the Eight Sacred Lands

Just as everyone at the scene was fully immersed in the joy of the grand celebration, a crack silently opened in the skies above the Tianwu Arena.

“Shua shua shua!”

Over a hundred distinct figures suddenly stepped out from the rift, standing midair above the arena.

“Ha! Tianwu Sacred Land is throwing a grand celebration—so why didn’t you invite the rest of us Eight Sacred Lands? Wouldn’t things be a lot livelier that way?”

The speaker was the Lord of the Eastern Cang Sacred Land, also known as the Three-Eyed Sword God—Du Canghai. He was known for the celestial eye on his forehead, said to pierce through all and unravel the mysteries of existence.

The crowd of disciples below froze, their smiles stiffening on their faces. All at once they looked up at the sky.

Seeing the hundreds of figures overhead, wariness flooded their eyes and the atmosphere instantly tensed.

Nangong Wentian recognized the speaker at a glance. He stood up straight and shouted,

“Du Canghai! Why have you brought the Eight Sacred Lands here to my Tianwu Sacred Land? What are you trying to do?”

“If it’s a fight you want, I’ll oblige! The Tianwu Sacred Land fears no one!”

Du Canghai chuckled at that. “Nangong, you’re overthinking things. We’re only here to congratulate you and your Tianwu Sacred Land today.”

“Hmph. If it’s just to celebrate, I’m happy to welcome you all. But if I catch wind of any funny business, don’t blame me for showing no mercy!”

“Relax, Nangong. This is a day of joy—we wouldn’t come looking for trouble now. We’re just here to join the festivities.”

“Fine. I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt this time.” Nangong Wentian shot Du Canghai a wary glance before taking his seat again, waving a hand. “The celebration continues!”

Du Canghai turned and smiled at his group. “Since Nangong himself said it, let’s go enjoy the party!”

“Alright!” the crowd around him echoed enthusiastically.

“Swish swish swish!”

Du Canghai’s figure flashed and vanished from where he stood, with the others following him one after another.

In perfect formation, these hundred-odd figures touched down softly, and as their faces became clear, the scene erupted in excitement.

“Wow! Look—isn’t that the Fairy of Eastern Cang, Yue Qingxian?”

“It really is her! And next to her, is that the Fairy of the Moon, Lu Qiuqian from the same land?”

“And I think some people from Wuyi Sacred Land are here too—wait, is that the Fairy of Clear Lotus, Li Muxue?”

“Hold up, I’ve got a question—why aren’t any of the Saint Sons or Holy Maidens from the other lands here?”

“Are you serious? These fairies are actually the Holy Maidens from each Sacred Land! The Saint Sons probably just didn’t make the trip today.”

“Stop arguing. I just saw that one pass by—it was the Sea Moon Fairy, Li Shiqi, from the Southern Sea Sacred Land!”

“Whoa, no way! That’s the Peony Fairy from Moonlight Continent, Wang Siyi!”

“Wait! That woman is the Tenderness Fairy, Chen Yan’er from Wuchang Sacred Land!”

“And over there—Unfeeling Fairy, Luo Qingxue from Battle Soul Sacred Land. Even she came!”

“Oh my god! That’s the Lotus Fairy, Li Mengxian from Han Yue Sacred Land!”

“I must be dreaming—there’s the Green-robed Fairy, Du Chan from Yanwu Sacred Land! She made it too!”

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Amidst this whirlwind of enthusiasm, the entire group from the Eight Sacred Lands moved smoothly to the front stage, face-to-face with Nangong Wentian and the others.

After meeting each other’s gaze they all bowed in unison and spoke together: “We are deeply honored to attend the grand celebration of the Tianwu Sacred Land!”

“May Tianwu Sacred Land and Lord Nangong enjoy eternal glory and flourishing martial arts! We hope that one day, the Tianwu Sacred Land can shelter us all!”

Truth be told, the Eight Sacred Lands were here today not just to offer their blessings.

They had their own agendas—after seeing the cataclysmic battle that shook heaven and earth, they’d come to respect Tianwu Sacred Land’s strength.

They’d also learned that, beyond the Upper Realm, there lay the Sword God Domain and the Alien Race from the Cosmic Void.

Recently, through a secret divination performed by Du Canghai of the Eastern Cang Sacred Land—at the cost of thirty years of his own lifespan—they tried to discern what the coming decades would bring.

But in the end, their findings revealed only one thing: the Alien Race would inevitably breach the Upper Realm, leading to total destruction. Only one anomaly remained—the Tianwu Sacred Land.

After realizing this, the Eight Sacred Lands gathered again, trying to find a way to break fate. Yet every divination pointed toward ruin.

Still, the effort wasn’t for nothing—they found hope in one person: Gu Qingyi.

Unwilling to witness the destruction of their sacred inheritance, even the proud Eight Sacred Lands swallowed their pride and came to Tianwu Sacred Land. By chance, they arrived on its annual celebration day, setting the stage for today’s scene.

“No need to stand on ceremony; please, all of you, have a seat!”

Hearing their words, Nangong Wentian felt a twinge of suspicion but didn’t dwell on it. He agreed casually.

The instant he spoke those words, the guests relaxed, relief flickering in their eyes. One by one, the Holy Maidens from each Sacred Land stepped forward.

“Eastern Cang Sacred Land, Holy Maiden Yue Qingxian wishes Lord Nangong endless longevity. Today, I present the Celestial Fruit—there is only one in the world, and anyone who eats it will gain a thousand extra years of life!”

“Wuyi Sacred Land, Holy Maiden Li Muxue wishes eternal prosperity to Tianwu Sacred Land. Today, I bring the Painting of Rivers and Lakes—a pocket world to hide in during times of life and death!”

“Southern Sea Sacred Land, Holy Maiden Li Shiqi wishes all disciples everlasting progress. Today, I offer the Enlightenment Fruit Tree, to help disciples grasp new realms swiftly!”

“Moonlight Sacred Land, Holy Maiden Wang Siyi wishes everyone long and healthy lives. Today, I present a thousand Longevity Fruits. Eating one will grant five hundred extra years!”

“Wuchang Sacred Land, Holy Maiden Chen Yan’er wishes everyone to reach the Sword God Realm soon. Today, I present a Sword God Cultivation Manual.”

“Battle Soul Sacred Land, Holy Maiden Luo Qingxue wishes everyone a smooth rise to fame across the land. Today, I present a Saint-rank Sword Cultivation Technique!”

“Han Yue Sacred Land, Holy Maiden Li Mengxian wishes you all a life as long as the southern mountains and fortune as vast as the eastern sea. Today, I present the Grand Sun Universe Bell and the Grand Sun Universe Sword!”

“Yanwu Sacred Land, Holy Maiden Du Chan wishes all the female disciples everlasting beauty and radiance. Today, I bring ten thousand Beauty Pills and a secret Beauty Pill recipe!”

After hearing these words, the disciples were stunned. These gifts exceeded their wildest imaginations—some they had never even dreamed of.

The female disciples were the most amazed, now free from any worries about aging.

Nangong Wentian was thrilled deep inside, seeing the treasures brought forth by the Holy Maidens, though on the surface he showed only calm composure.

He glanced over the Holy Maidens and cleared his throat before speaking.

“Haha, I gratefully accept all the treasures you’ve offered, Holy Maidens. My thanks to each of you—please, do take your seats!”

The Holy Maidens nodded and bowed together, their voices ringing out, “In that case, we thank Lord Nangong for his generosity…”