Chapter 900 - 396: 200th Birthday, Identity Exposed, Tier 5 Reincarnation Wheel

Since there was a way, he would naturally give it a try. If it didn’t work, he could consider other options later.

"Saintess, I am not a disciple of the Purple Mist Sect. Can I still enter the Purple Mist Sect’s Secret Realm?"

"Rest assured, Daoist Li. Our Purple Mist Sect isn’t the Vermilion Bird Sect; we aren’t that stingy."

Zi Xi chuckled softly, her voice exceptionally melodious.

The incident where Li Chang’an had been made things difficult by the Vermilion Bird Sect had long since spread throughout the Cultivation Immortality Realm. Ever since then, no matter which Sect’s Secret Realm he wanted to enter, the other party would tease him by bringing up the Vermilion Bird Sect.

"Daoist Li, I’ll explain this matter to you in detail tomorrow at your birthday banquet."

"Alright. Thank you, Saintess."

Feeling slightly reassured, Li Chang’an severed the connection.

Right at that moment, he suddenly sensed another Golden Core aura rapidly approaching Changqing Mountain.

"It’s so late, who else is coming?" His gaze deepened as he looked toward the horizon.

A moment later, Lin Xuanyan also detected this aura. He immediately spoke up, "Daoist Li, there’s no need to worry. It’s my younger sister, Lin Xuanpei."

Before long, a Female Cultivator clad in Cyan Green Battle Armor and carrying a Long Spear on her back landed in the courtyard of Changqing Mountain. It was none other than Lin Xuanyan’s younger sister, the Saintess of the White Tiger Sect, Lin Xuanpei!

Because Lin Xuanyan spent all year round holed up in the Sect, the reputation of the White Tiger Sect’s younger generation was almost entirely forged by his sister. The siblings had polar opposite personalities. One was cautious and steady, while the other was bold and belligerent.

Using Qi Concealment, she restrained her aura and bowed with cupped hands. "Daoist Li!"

"Daoist Lin." Li Chang’an cupped his hands in return and invited Lin Xuanpei to take a seat.

Through their conversation, Li Chang’an learned that Lin Xuanpei hadn’t been at the White Tiger Sect previously, but had been gaining experience in a Secret Realm. Lin Xuanyan, worried that the Holy Fire True Monarch might make a move against her, had told her to rush to Changqing Mountain.

But she didn’t understand. "Why Changqing Mountain?"

She glanced around but didn’t notice anything unusual. "If the Holy Fire True Monarch descends, this Changqing Mountain won’t be able to protect us. Could it be that Daoist Li is hiding his Cultivation?"

"Daoist Lin overestimates me." Li Chang’an smiled, his aura remaining steady at the Early Stage of Golden Core.

Lin Xuanpei didn’t doubt this. She knew Li Chang’an was just a Loose Cultivator with poor innate talent and no predecessors to guide him. It was already incredibly difficult for him to reach the Golden Core stage.

"Brother, Elder Turtle, staying at Changqing Mountain won’t help this matter at all. It might even implicate Daoist Li. Why didn’t you go to the Cyan Dragon Sect to ask the Cyan Dragon True Monarch for help?"

Hearing this, Lin Xuanyan shook his head slightly. "Little sister, what if the Cyan Dragon True Monarch is also a Demonic spy? Wouldn’t we just be throwing ourselves into the net?"

"How could the Cyan Dragon True Monarch be a spy?"

"Before this incident, would you have ever dared to believe the Holy Fire True Monarch was a Demonic spy?"

"This..." Lin Xuanpei fell silent for a moment. She had to admit that among the Righteous Dao of the two nations right now, it seemed not a single person could be trusted.

But staying here wasn’t a solution either. They couldn’t exactly count on Li Chang’an to reclaim the Black Tortoise Sect.

"Elder Turtle, hold on for a few more years. Once I’m fully prepared, I’ll attempt Nascent Soul Formation. As soon as I succeed, I’ll help you take back your physical body!"

"There’s no need for that. Nascent Soul Formation is a hurdle that cannot be rushed," the Old Turtle advised, telling her not to worry.

But Lin Xuanpei didn’t listen at all. She went straight to Li Chang’an to ask for a secluded cave dwelling, diving deep into it to circulate her Cultivation Technique and build her foundation for Nascent Soul Formation.

"She is anxious, her foundation is lacking, and she doesn’t have enough Tribulation Treasures. If she attempts Nascent Soul Formation in this state, she will face certain death." Li Chang’an saw through Lin Xuanpei’s condition at a glance.

Compared to Lin Xuanyan, she was indeed far too impulsive. Of course, if it were anyone else facing this situation, they might be even more impatient.

Li Chang’an withdrew his gaze and continued discussing the Black Tortoise Sect’s affairs with the Old Turtle.

"Elder Turtle, that Six-winged Water Snake, is it the one from the Yellow Springs Sect?"

"Yes, that’s the one. His strength is inferior to mine..."

The man and the turtle discussed for a long time.

Unknowingly, the sky began to brighten.

Li Chang’an had the Old Turtle and the Lin siblings retreat deep into Changqing Mountain, using a Tier Four Array to conceal their auras.

Not long after, a ray of dawn appeared on the horizon.

Xu Fugui, his face beaming with a smile and dressed in exceptionally festive attire, made his way up the mountain.

"Brother, everything needed for the birthday banquet is ready. Should I set it up now?"

"Alright, thank you for your hard work."

"Hehe, it’s no trouble at all." Xu Fugui waved his large hand, and countless dishes of Spiritual Cuisine and jugs of Spirit Wine flew out from his Storage Pouch. The aroma instantly filled the entirety of Changqing Mountain.

Numerous disciples of the Xu Family also busied themselves.

A moment later, Changqing Mountain had taken on a whole new look. Lanterns and colored banners were hung everywhere, draped in festive red and green, creating a highly joyous atmosphere.

Although Li Chang’an had said there was no need to prepare too much, the banquet tables still stretched all the way from the mountain peak to the base.

"Haha, Brother, back when we were struggling to pursue immortality in the mortal realm, did you ever imagine such a grand occasion today?" Chu Daniu arrived on the mountain, smiling as he congratulated Li Chang’an.

Li Chang’an smiled in response. "I thought about it occasionally."

A little while later, Mu Qiuyan also hurried to Changqing Mountain to present Li Chang’an with a congratulatory gift.

Her tone was gentle as she spoke to him. "Brother Li, my strength is low, so I couldn’t bring out any truly excellent Treasures. I could only sew a piece of clothing for you. See if it fits."

"Alright." Li Chang’an opened the gift box. Inside was a simple white robe, very similar to what he usually wore.

He draped it over himself and smiled. "It fits perfectly. Qiuyan, you are very thoughtful."

"As long as you like it, Brother Li." Mu Qiuyan’s smile was gentle and refined as she smoothed out his lapels.

Li Chang’an noticed that she was trying her hardest to conceal the twilight aura of old age, attempting to make herself look younger.

During her years as a Tribulation Cultivator, she had burned her lifespan on multiple occasions to fight against the Cyan Cloud Sect. Now, her time was running out, and it would be impossible for her to live to a Foundation Establishment cultivator’s normal lifespan of two hundred and forty years.