Chapter 154: Chapter 108: Wu Gou Fairy (Part 2)

On the stage, the red robe male cultivator slowly retracted his energy, his expression relatively calm, but there was an unmistakable excitement in his eyes, revealing the joy in his heart.

Next, a disciple from Wuyou Valley led this cultivator to stand before the mountain gate archway.

On the archway, the three ancient, bold characters {Wuyou Valley} suddenly flickered with a red light.

Then the red robe man stood there dumbfounded, his eyes somewhat bewildered, as if he had fallen into some kind of illusion.

This phase, the spectators could not perceive the specific illusions, only hearing from those who had failed before that the illusions targeted the weaknesses in a cultivator’s heart, making it extremely difficult.

The crowd watched as the man’s expression continuously changed, initially confused, then shifting to pain, suddenly becoming happy, such a mix of sorrow and joy left them completely baffled.

Suddenly, Ye Shiyu injected a magic power into the archway and calmly said, "Test failed."

The red robe man awakened as if from a dream, bowed his head in shame, and took the initiative to step down.

If his opponent hadn’t seen him sinking deeper into the illusion and actively stopped its operation, continuing would have been very dangerous.

Seeing such a hopeful person fail, the spectators could only sigh repeatedly.

"This is too difficult. For those in the first three realms to pass the test and enter the valley, I estimate that it would take a genius disciple from a major sect."

"But such people don’t need the hassle; they’d either receive an invitation or have someone bring them in, even gaining entry simply due to their background."

Someone else said, "In my opinion, Wuyou Valley is deliberately setting such a power threshold to avoid criticism."

Of course, there were those who rebutted, "That’s because you haven’t seen the successful ones. It’s the last day now, and just today several cultivators succeeded, you just came late."

Following this, people continued to step forward for the tests one after another, but none passed, most unable to even get through the second phase, and those who did fell at the third.

Seeing this, Zhao Daniu joked with Chu Xuan, "Brother, why don’t you give it a try?"

The reason for his comment was twofold: on one hand, he sensed through their conversation that Chu Xuan was no ordinary person; on the other, when others were taking the test earlier, Chu Xuan showed great discernment, accurately predicting at which phase those taking the test would fail.

If he could truly enter relying on his own strength, wouldn’t that mean he could outshine Du Liangyou, who only secured his place by spending money?

Chu Xuan merely shook his head in response, saying nothing.

Zhao Daniu didn’t mind and wasn’t discouraged by this response, as he had been speaking offhandedly.

But Du Liangyou, who also heard the comment, had a flash of disdain in his eyes.

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As the banquet time approached, a group of guests arrived one after another, such as elders from various major sects; among them were many female cultivators who had received invitations.

During this process, Chu Xuan feasted his eyes on beauties from the Buddhist, Daoist, and Confucian traditions.

For example, a female scholar named "Yan Zhili" from the Minglun Confucian Sect, donned in wide robes and long sleeves, with a high cap and broad belt, her righteous and heroic presence drew the attention of many.

For example, a pure monk from Shuiyue Nunnery, with the dharma name "Xinyin", dressed in plain brown robes, her appearance was delicate and youthful, with eyes like clear water full of curiosity about the world.

And another, a Daoist priestess dressed in a blue robe, holding a duster, her soft black hair pinned up with a jade hairpin, skin creamy and smooth, a gentle smile playing around her lips.

Chu Xuan initially admired the priestess with an appreciating look.

But the moment he saw her face clearly, his expression changed. Like a mouse seeing a cat, he hurriedly hid behind Zhao Daniu, afraid of being noticed by her.

Indeed, this was Su Yu, his elder from the Cyan Lotus Daoist Palace, who presided over the Celestial Register Peak.

He remembered kneeling outside the Dao Palace’s mountain gate back in the day, when Master Fuyunzi glanced around, asking who was willing to accept this disciple?

At that time, this blue-robed priestess seemed tempted. However, firstly because Chu Xuan could no longer cultivate, and secondly because she didn’t know the reason for Chu Xuan’s expulsion from the sect, she hesitated and decided against it. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Su Yu is a very good person, skilled in the way of talismans in the Dao Palace. Although Chu Xuan didn’t interact much with her during his eight years of cultivation on the mountain, he had the utmost respect for her.

Thinking about it, someone of her status naturally deserved to participate in the Hundred Flower Banquet. It was probably Wuyou Valley who invited her, eager to bask in the prestige of the Cyan Lotus Daoist Palace.

Originally, Chu Xuan had no reason to hide, but out of guilty conscience, he reacted instinctively to hide. Never mind, he planned to pay his respects after entering the valley.

Fortunately, there were so many onlookers that Su Yu only glanced around casually and didn’t notice the talented disciple quietly hidden among them. She exchanged laughs with the disciple beside her and walked toward Wuyou Valley.

The female disciple in a light green dress accompanying her, who Chu Xuan also recognized, was Xu Xiaoxiao, his little junior sister Xiao Yue’s best friend.

The two of them had quite a few interactions. Back then, it was Xu Xiaoxiao who explained the "Innate Chaos Dao Embryo" to Chu Xuan in the Scripture Repository.

Was it just these two from the Daoist palace? Did the mischief-loving elder Jiang Yiyi not come? That was unexpected for Chu Xuan.

After these two familiar individuals entered the valley, he let out a breath, emerging once more.

Zhao Daniu was somewhat puzzled, "Brother Chu, is there a reason to hide? Did you offend that female cultivator?"

Most onlookers, despite not recognizing Su Yu, could deduce from her Cyan Lotus robe that she likely hailed from the Cyan Lotus Daoist Palace. They couldn’t help but marvel at the Hundred Flower Banquet’s great influence, which attracted even the traditionally aloof Daoist cultivators to join the event.