Chapter 392: The Yin Yang Sect’s Hongmen Banquet

Chapter 392: Chapter 392: The Yin Yang Sect’s Hongmen Banquet


As various rumors ferment, the emotions against Qin Zi throughout the upper realm grow increasingly intense, and finally, they take action.


This day.


Qin Zi receives an elegant invitation card, which is from an unparalleled major sect in the upper realm—the Yin Yang Sect!


"The treasure land, Sun and Moon Lake, of the Yin Yang Sect is about to open, inviting young heroes from all sides to gain insights into the Sun and Moon Spectacle?"


Qin Zi furrows his brows.


He has also heard of the rumors from outside during this period, knowing someone is targeting him in secret, and this time, it seems to have the air of a trap.


"Should I go or not? If I don’t go, the outside world might say I’m afraid, not daring to compete with the young heroes of the upper realm. But if I go, it might complicate matters."


He’s very conflicted.


"What happened?" At this moment, Qin Chuan walks in at just the right time.


"Dad!"


Qin Zi’s eyes light up as if he’s found his anchor, quickly handing the invitation to his father, and asks, "Dad, should I go or not?"


Qin Chuan takes the invitation, pretends to look at it, and calmly says, "They’ve invited you, so why not go?"


"But, I always feel they don’t have good intentions." Qin Zi says anxiously.


"So what?" Qin Chuan retorts.


His tone seems calm yet carries a sharpness, as if saying, what can they do to you? Do they dare to do anything to you?!


"This..."


Qin Zi’s body trembles, looking into his father’s determined eyes, instantly feeling emboldened, he clenches his fist and says, "Alright! In that case, I’ll go and see what tricks they dare to play!"


"Mm, that’s the attitude."


Qin Chuan nods and then says:


"But as the Celestial Lord of Xuanhuang, you cannot go there in a common manner. The prestige of the Celestial Lord must be upheld. Here’s the plan, let the major forces of Xuanhuang put in a joint effort to create a Celestial Lord’s carriage for you."


"This matter concerns the face of Xuanhuang, they have no reason to refuse, and... they probably can’t wait for you to do so."


At the end, he smiles.


Said and done.


Soon, the news that Qin Zi wanted to create a Celestial Lord’s carriage spread throughout Xuanhuang, causing quite a stir.


At first, the various forces of Xuanhuang were angry, feeling that Qin Zi was getting arrogant, but soon, they all started to scoff.


"Ha, asking our major forces to provide resources to create a Celestial Lord’s carriage for you, truly using power for personal gain!"


"However... this might be good too. Once you are defeated at Sun and Moon Lake, as glorious as you looked before, as shameful it will be after!"


"We’ll just watch how you get disgraced!"


In their eyes, to destroy a person, let them swell their pride first!


And now, Qin Zi is swelling on his own, why wouldn’t they support it?


Therefore.


The major forces of Xuanhuang took action, not only generously providing numerous precious resources but also gathering to brainstorm and personally creating a grand and luxurious carriage for Qin Zi.


The Celestial Emperor’s Chariot!


This chariot is made from eighteen kinds of Divine Gold, radiant and indestructible, engraved with ancient divine patterns that emit an aura of ancient dignity, crowned by a seven-colored auspicious cloud, impervious to all magic, and equipped with nine Iron Blood Battle Lances, adding a sense of murderous energy.


Such a chariot, even if a giant were to sit on it, wouldn’t diminish its stature, let alone Qin Zi.


Thus, Qin Zi happily set off in this luxurious ride, leaving Xuanhuang for the Yin Yang Sect.


The upper realm is boundless.


No one knows exactly how vast it is, just the known area is enough for most people to spend their entire lives without completely traversing it.


Most forces are actually hard to locate, like countless stars in the sky, too many to name.


However, the Yin Yang Sect is not like this.


Such a giant influential force is often taken as a primary landmark in the upper realm, marked on territorial maps, and other forces’ positions are judged with them as a reference, a kind of relative position.


"Rumble!"


Qin Zi’s chariot is pulled by nine Divine Birds, and because the carriage is engraved with patterns that increase speed, it travels unimaginably fast.


In an instant, it can cross large territories.


"Wow, what is that!"


"What a magnificent carriage, what a majestic aura, even the Divine King’s travel doesn’t have such a display."


"This must be a truly significant figure, not to be offended, quickly bow down, don’t offend this great person."


The mortal world is actually always clear-headed.


Not clear-headed are the people.


And all the beings Qin Zi encountered along the way were quite clear-headed, so no one dared to step out to stop and provoke him.


Thus, two months later, he finally arrived at the headquarters of the Yin Yang Sect—a series of Floating Islands!


These islands, each comparable to a continent, connected together at least numbered over ten thousand, striking at the heart.


The islands were shrouded by thirteen enormous halos, appearing sacred and majestic, with immortal mists weaving in and out, faintly discernible.


This is the Yin Yang Sect!


As one of the colossal entities of the upper realm, no one knows how long their legacy has been passed down, or how many powerful figures they have.


These Floating Islands are actually just a facade, hidden behind these islands are numerous great worlds, and in each world, there are countless living beings, countless strong figures, even armies of gods!


"Swish! Swish! Swish!"


At this moment, from amidst the massive group of islands ahead, an island shimmered with flowing colors, occasionally shooting out brilliant beams of light, waving in the Celestial Vault.


Faintly visible, on that island, there is a sapphire lake, and along the edge of the lake stand pavilions and towers, resplendent and magnificent, with many young figures happily chatting by the lake.


The atmosphere is bustling, lively beyond comparison!


"Halt!"


As Qin Zi’s chariot approached the islands, a dignified voice sounded, like a thunderclap.


"Boom! Boom!"


Then, two massive figures entwined with thunder descended from the sky, towering a thousand feet high, like two stone statues, overlooking Qin Zi.


"Celestial Lord of Xuanhuang, here to visit," Qin Zi calmly presents the invitation, throwing it towards the two.


"Ah, it’s the Celestial Lord of Xuanhuang, please enter!"


Those two gigantic figures show a respectful expression, bowing down and making a welcoming gesture.


Qin Zi steers the chariot, like a small boat sailing past rivers flanked by green mountains, flying through the center between the two giants, entering the islands.


"Swish, swish, swish!"


Just after entering, Qin Zi feels hundreds of terrifying divine senses descend upon him, seemingly observing him for a moment, then vanish.


These divine senses are too fearsome, each one makes him feel alarmed, unaware of what kind of ancient monsters they belong to.


Finally, he arrives at the vibrant island, which is the location of Sun and Moon Lake.


"Hahaha, what a noble carriage, what an astonishing sight, if I’m not mistaken, it should be the arrival of the Celestial Lord of Xuanhuang, right?"


At this moment, a hearty laughter rings out.


A handsome young man dressed in a Yin Yang Robe ascends into the air, approaching him surrounded by many like stars surrounding the moon.


"I am the Saint Son of the Yin Yang Sect, Meng Xuanji, paying respects to the Celestial Lord of Xuanhuang." This handsome young man bows to Qin Zi, smiling gently, like a gentleman.


"Paying respects to the Celestial Lord of Xuanhuang!"


Those behind him, all bow as well, from their attire, they are also people of the Yin Yang Sect.


Qin Zi observes this scene, his heart filled with suspicion—wasn’t this supposed to be a display of power, what does this mean?


He takes a light breath, maintaining a calm demeanor, says: "Apologies for keeping you waiting, let’s get down."


"Please."


Meng Xuanji gracefully smiles, making a gesture to invite him.


Qin Zi descends from the chariot, shrinking it down, along with the nine large birds into his sleeve, then flies downward.


Meanwhile.


He clearly feels sharp gazes coming from all directions, focusing on him, some with amusement, some with mockery, even some directly challenging!


"Heh, seems like... they really are not here with good intentions."


He coldly chuckles in his heart.


He is determined to see just how capable these young heroes of the upper realm are!


They really think he has spent these years lying in bed? Indeed, although that is true, he has been practicing on the bed!