Cultivation Starts from Farming-Chapter 532 - 275: Celestial Wind Zhenren Attacks; Lake Water Rat Breaks Through to Tier 3

Chapter 532: Chapter 275: Celestial Wind Zhenren Attacks; Lake Water Rat Breaks Through to Tier 3

"Celestial Wind Zhenren!"

At the moment he recognized the newcomer, Miao Jun’s face involuntarily changed slightly.

He had never expected that the Celestial Wind Zhenren, who once abandoned the Purple Mountain Association, would not only break through to the Late-Stage Golden Core but also appear at Xiyue Mountain at this moment.

Miao Jun’s mind instantly churned with various thoughts arriving one after another.

Yet, not a trace of anomaly showed on his face; instead, he approached with a full smile.

Now the opponent’s power has advanced further, reaching the Late-Stage Golden Core. Such cultivation in the Seed Puppet Sect is high-tier, not something their Purple Mountain Association can easily offend.

"Why is this person visiting the Purple Mountain Association?"

Xu Ping, observing all this unfold, couldn’t help but furrow his brow slightly.

He was well aware of the past grievances between Celestial Wind Zhenren and the Purple Mountain Association.

However, the opponent now arrives at Miao Jun’s banquet celebrating his breakthrough to the Middle Stage of Golden Core, at such a subtle timing, truly making it hard to fathom.

Could it be that seeing the rapid development of the Purple Mountain Association in recent years, he wishes to rekindle old ties and seize the opportunity to share the benefits?

Xu Ping pondered quietly in his heart, vigilantly watching the unfolding situation.

At this moment, the three remaining Golden Core cultivators in the great hall each had different expressions.

A trace of uncontrollable anger spontaneously surfaced on Miao Wanqian’s face.

He recalled the betrayal by Celestial Wind Zhenren towards the Purple Mountain Association, and the fury in his heart couldn’t help but rise.

But he quickly concealed the anger, knowing that in such settings, impulsiveness would only lead to trouble.

"Celestial Wind Zhenren’s grand arrival truly brings brilliance to my Purple Mountain Association!"

Miao Jun beamed with smiles, hands clasped and offering a courteous bow, his tone full of appropriate enthusiasm and respect.

Though internally aggrieved, years of experience in the business world and cultivation realm had honed his calm mindset and superior social skills.

With a flicker of light, the Escape Light dissipated, revealing Celestial Wind Zhenren’s figure.

He was dressed in a magnificent purple robe, embroidered with exquisite runic patterns, which under the glow of Spiritual Power emitted a faint aura of mystery.

However, he had an eagle-like shoulder, a jackal-like eye, and his gaze revealed an essence of greed and malevolence, instilling a chilling sensation in oneself.

"Miao Daoist Friend, after so many years of friendship, to have a banquet celebrating breaking through to the Middle Stage of Golden Core without inviting me — isn’t that somewhat unreasonable."

Celestial Wind Zhenren smiled faintly, his lips slightly curved, revealing a meaningful smile.

The Mana of his Late-Stage Golden Core was uninhibited, endlessly resonating toward all sides.

The immense fluctuation of Mana surged like giant waves, impacting the nerves of everyone present.

The cultivators attending the banquet at Xiyue Mountain, whether at the Qi Cultivation Stage or Foundation Establishment Stage, felt enormous pressure, their bodies involuntarily trembling.

Even Miao Jun, a Middle Stage of Golden Core cultivator, clearly felt the heavy pressure facing this formidable Mana.

Compared to the physical pressure, his heart felt more oppressed.

Yet, in this situation, he had absolutely no means; he could only forcefully suppress this pressure deep within his heart, striving to squeeze out a reluctant smile and said:

"Celestial Wind Zhenren is ever busy with matters, absorbed in cultivation; I truly feared that I would intrude upon the Zhenren’s peaceful cultivation if I were to invite you."

"I see."

Celestial Wind Zhenren smiled slightly, and the substantial powerful aura instantly receded.

As if the surging tides moments ago had suddenly withdrawn, leaving only calmness behind.

Everyone present let out a sigh of relief, yet they did not completely relax, as nobody knew what Celestial Wind Zhenren would do next.

After retracting his aura, Celestial Wind Zhenren strode towards the interior of the great hall, followed closely by Miao Jun.

"It seems the visitor bears ill intentions!" Witnessing this scene, Xu Ping said to himself deep in thought.

This visit by Celestial Wind Zhenren is definitely not merely for congratulatory purposes; there must be deeper motives at play.

But Xu Ping remained composed on the surface, still seated in his place.

Upon entering the great hall, Celestial Wind Zhenren found an empty seat and sat down without the least hesitation.

He sat there dominantly, naturally exuding the aura of an upper echelon.

Miao Jun returned to his seat, maintaining a smile on the surface, but internally quickly contemplating countermeasures.

At this moment, the atmosphere within the great hall became even more oppressive, and the Golden Core cultivators dared not speak lightly.

Yet Celestial Wind Zhenren picked up the wine cup from the table, took a gentle sip of the fine wine, as if savoring it intricately.

His actions made everyone present even more puzzled, unclear about what he’s planning.

Awhile later, Celestial Wind Zhenren leisurely set down the wine cup, his eyes seemingly tangible as they slowly swept over each individual in the hall.

Finally, his gaze settled on Xu Ping, his lips slightly curved into a meaningful smile: "I suppose this must be the renowned Yan Ruchen, Daoist Yan, correct?"

"Just some empty-name titles, nothing worthy of mention." Xu Ping calmly cupped his hands in greeting.

"Those are no empty titles."

Celestial Wind Zhenren shook his head, "In the entire Wind Country, few can suppress Yan Ming."

"Moreover, that Yan Ming occasionally has friction with my Seed Puppet Sect, not at all well-aligned."

"Now that Daoist Yan has severely injured him, it seems we can be seen as allies trenchmates."

Celestial Wind Zhenren smiled faintly, his tone seemingly carrying special implications.

Seeing the somewhat tense atmosphere gradually show signs of easing, Miao Jun hurriedly picked up his wine cup, stood up, his face beaming with smiles, and loudly spoke: