Chapter 1378: A Gathering Of Immortals

At the foot of the mountain, a long line of people stretched like a dragon, all dressed in long robes and embroidered garments. The small path remained quiet, but countless jade belts and cloud-patterned boots came into view, filling the usually desolate mountain base with an indescribable sense of opulence. The townsfolk of Qinghe Town, watching from a distance, were filled with awe and dared not approach.

The town mayor and the old clan leader squeezed through the crowd, only to be stunned by the overwhelming aura of nobility.

"Tsk..."

"Why are there so many distinguished guests visiting our Qinghe Town?!"

The two exchanged glances, their eyes filled with shock. Even though they didn’t know the identities of these people, they could tell at a glance that the visitors were extraordinary figures, not to be trifled with.

With just one sweep of his eyes, even the old clan leader, a powerful Martial Spirit expert, felt an indescribable pressure. The town mayor, even more anxious, quickly stepped forward to greet them. As the administrator of Qinghe Town, he had to handle the situation properly, no matter the reason for their visit. He couldn’t afford to be the slightest bit disrespectful.

But as soon as he took a few steps, his words caught in his throat.

"Esteemed guests..."

The old mayor’s eyes suddenly went blank, and all the prepared words he had in mind vanished. At the end of the long line, he noticed a man standing stiffly, seemingly out of place, looking nervous and uneasy, like a lowly servant waiting anxiously.

When the old clan leader saw the man’s face, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"The City Lord?"

It was hard to believe that the dignified City Lord could appear so anxious and timid, completely unlike his usual commanding presence. What could possibly make the City Lord act so out of character?

The situation today was clearly far more serious than they had imagined!

The two exchanged nervous glances, their feet rooted to the ground as if facing an insurmountable chasm. The pressure was overwhelming, and they dared not move or speak. Only a trembling half-sentence escaped, drawing the attention of many in the long line.

Instantly, Chen Cangyun felt an immense pressure and snapped out of his daze. As if facing a life-threatening situation, he quickly stepped forward, waving his hands to warn them.

"Don’t speak carelessly!"

"I dare not be addressed as 'Lord'!"

Seeing his trembling demeanor, the two old men’s eyes widened in shock. The crowd behind them also looked on in disbelief, as if they had seen a ghost.

Was this really the City Lord?

Amidst the stunned silence, only the old clan leader, being a Martial Spirit expert, had the composure and insight to notice something was amiss. He quickly stepped forward, cupping his hands respectfully, his tone several times more cautious.

"City Lord..."

"I dare to ask, who are these distinguished guests? Should we invite them to take a seat, so as not to be disrespectful?"

At these words, Chen Cangyun also snapped to attention. Following the old clan leader’s gaze, he noticed the small tea shed by the roadside, and his eyes lit up.

He slapped his forehead and quickly responded, "Yes, yes! We must not be disrespectful!"

Without waiting for the two to speak further, Chen Cangyun put on a smile and returned to the long line, bowing and apologizing to each person before making his way to the front and bending down to speak.

A few moments later, under Chen Cangyun’s respectful guidance, the leader of the group led the others forward. Even though the leader’s aura was somewhat restrained, it still left the people of Qinghe Town in awe, causing them to step back with even greater reverence.

The leader had a face as fair as jade, dressed in simple robes that outshone any luxurious attire. Every movement exuded an indescribable nobility. The others, though slightly less imposing, still carried an air of authority that was far beyond what the townsfolk of Qinghe Town had ever encountered. They all took their seats in the small tea shed, which was originally a resting spot for hunters. The old, ordinary tables and chairs now seemed embarrassingly shabby in comparison.

The scene was like a gathering of immortals descending to the mortal world. The two old men were so awestruck they couldn’t even speak.

When they saw the City Lord personally pouring tea and water, his face not showing the slightest hint of discomfort but instead beaming with joy as if it were an honor to serve, they felt their mouths go dry.

What kind of figures could make the City Lord act like a docile servant?

The town mayor and the old clan leader exchanged glances, their eyes filled with even greater reverence and curiosity. The townsfolk of Qinghe Town, who had retreated several steps back, were staring wide-eyed.

Only when the City Lord stepped out of the tea shed to add water to the teapot by the stove did the two old men dare to muster the courage to approach.

They bowed slightly, their voices trembling uncontrollably.

"City... City Lord, who are these distinguished guests? Are they from the Southern Prefecture?"

Even though their voices were barely audible, Chen Cangyun’s hand trembled at the question. He quickly glanced back to ensure none of the distinguished guests showed any displeasure before letting out a quiet sigh of relief.

"Phew..."

To suggest that these esteemed guests were from the prefecture was almost an insult!

Fortunately, these distinguished guests were like stars in the sky, far above the concerns of ordinary folk. Even if there was a slight breach of etiquette, it wouldn’t lead to any trouble.

Though the two old men were merely ignorant, Chen Cangyun didn’t dare to be careless. Since the question had been asked, he could only respectfully look toward the main seat. Seeing the Star Lord nod slightly, he cupped his hands and led the two men into the tea shed, introducing them one by one.

"This is the Lord of the Southern Prefecture."

"And this is the Lord of Fengdu, who governs ten prefectures, including ours."

With just these two introductions, the two old men’s eyes widened in shock. The outermost table was occupied by the Lord of the Southern Prefecture and the Lord of Fengdu—such towering figures had actually come to the humble tea shed of Qinghe Town?!

The two quickly bowed, their voices trembling even more.

"We pay our respects to the two Lords!"

But as soon as they spoke, the two leaders waved their hands and responded in a gentle, approachable manner.

"No need for such formalities..."

Their down-to-earth demeanor left the two old men even more stunned. The townsfolk outside the tea shed also looked on in disbelief.

Inside the tea shed, Chen Cangyun continued with the introductions, though his knowledge was limited, and he soon found himself at a loss.

"This is the Lord of the Southern Domain..."

"And this..."

Fortunately, the distinguished guests were all amiable, showing no signs of displeasure. Instead, they began introducing themselves.

"I am the Lord of Linglong Immortal Domain."

"I am the Lord of Beijiang Immortal Domain."

"I am temporarily overseeing Qingyue Immortal Domain..."

As they moved forward, the guests’ words became increasingly humble, their tones more modest. Some even nodded and smiled, their approachability almost unusual.

The townsfolk of Qinghe Town, watching from a distance, were already feeling their scalps tingle. Hundreds of people stood dumbfounded, their mouths hanging open wider and wider.

Lords of Immortal Domains!

The supreme rulers of entire immortal realms?!

Holy...

Having lived for so many years, they never imagined they would see actual immortals!

Lords of domains were seated everywhere, each one a towering figure. Even the rulers of entire immortal realms were gathered in this humble tea shed. This was truly a gathering of gods!

What had Qinghe Town done to deserve such an honor?

Even if their ancestors’ graves were smoking, they wouldn’t have been blessed with such fortune!

As they passed by several tables, the town mayor and the old clan leader grew more and more nervous. The once-familiar tea shed now felt overwhelmingly prestigious. With each step, their legs grew weaker. Though they now understood why the City Lord was acting so humbly today, they couldn’t fully process the reality of the situation.

They felt a cold wind at their backs, and after just a few steps, their faces were filled with shame and fear. Their minds were in a daze, and they were on the verge of collapsing.

Finally, they reached the last table.

A handsome middle-aged man sitting alone spoke softly.

"I am the Star Lord of this world, fortunate enough to have presided over the rise and fall of all living beings for millions of years."

His words fell like a whisper, and everything fell silent.

The two old men’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. A cold wind seemed to rush to the top of their heads, as if their skulls were about to be blown open!

The Star Lord...

The supreme ruler of all living beings in the universe was right before their eyes?!

This truth was far beyond the town mayor’s imagination and exceeded the psychological limits of a mere mortal. His mind buzzed, and he couldn’t react at all.

His legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.

The old clan leader wasn’t much better, trembling all over.

"St... Star Lord?!"

His shout broke the surrounding silence, shocking the entire town of Qinghe Town. An unprecedented wave of awe swept through the crowd like a storm.

Several feet away, Xu Fengyue, Wei Xiaowei, and others, who had been watching from a distance, also turned pale with fear. Many around them collapsed to the ground, their legs giving out. The sound of gasps filled the air like a howling wind.