Xuanjian: Jade True Sword Immortal, my Dao Wisdom keeps increasing.

Lixia County, Guanyunfeng Ward Market.

In the courtyard, Jiang Heqian faced the rising sun, nimbly wielding his spirit sword, practicing the secrets of the fourth-grade "Cold Jade Moon Sword Technique" again and again.

A milky-white sword aura clung to the sword, and wherever it passed, the jade-like surface shone brightly, and waves of cold air surged forth.

Jiang Heqian had mastered the Cold Jade Sword Techniques by heart and could now execute them with effortless grace. However, he still couldn't quite grasp the essence of the other sword technique, Crescent Moon.

Since obtaining the sword manual, after more than two years of practice, Jiang Heqian's progress in cultivating the Shuoyue Sword Technique has been as slow as a tortoise's pace. Whenever he thinks of this, his mind is disturbed.

Could it be that I haven't mastered sword essence yet, and my understanding of swordsmanship is insufficient?

After clearing his mind of distractions and practicing the "Cold Jade Moon Sword Technique" once, Jiang Heqian changed his clothes, tidied himself up, and then flew towards Xianyou Peak of the Xiao family in Lixia.

Today is the Purple Mansion Dharma Assembly of Xiao Chuting of the Xiao family in Lixia County. The three sects and seven schools of Yue Kingdom, various noble families and independent cultivators have all come to offer their congratulations.

As Jiang Heqian flew away, he fondled the sword at his waist.

This sword is the Mingyu Sword, a Qi Refining level spiritual sword that I retrieved from Chu Minglian yesterday.

The spiritual materials used are ordinary items: Bright Jade and Cold Iron Ore. The name of the spiritual sword was also chosen from two characters selected from the materials, hence the name Bright Jade.

Although the materials used were of low quality and nothing particularly noteworthy, they suited Jiang Heqian's taste.

I felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this Mingyu sword, as if it had always belonged to me.

In a short while, Xianyou Peak came into Jiang Heqian's view.

Xiao Chuting's Purple Mansion Dharma Assembly of the Xiao family is scheduled to be held at Xianyou Mountain. Xianyou Mountain is the only majestic mountain in Lixia County. This mountain is towering like the clouds, with a solid earth vein and abundant spiritual energy.

After taking a brief look at the mountain, Jiang Heqian descended to its foot.

At the foot of Mount Xianyou, there stands a blue stone gate, its surface shimmering with various magical lights and inscribed with all sorts of array patterns, which are clearly not array patterns that can be established by Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Two handsome young men, dressed in fine clothes, stood before the gate. Upon seeing someone arrive, they immediately stepped forward respectfully, clasped their hands in greeting, and said:

"Greetings, senior. May I ask if you belong to a celestial sect, a celestial family, or perhaps a hermit cultivating in seclusion on a celestial mountain?"

Jiang Heqian politely returned the greeting with clasped hands, saying, "I dare not accept such a greeting. I am Jiang Heqian, a wandering cultivator from Wangyue Lake."

The young man in fine clothes on the right, with bright eyes, bowed and said, "So you are cultivating in seclusion at the Immortal Lake. Please follow me up the mountain, senior. My family head is waiting for you all halfway up the mountain."

The two walked up the mountain, and Jiang Heqian spoke first: "May I ask your name?"

The elegantly dressed young man greeted him politely with a smile, "Xiao Jiuqing."

Jiang Heqian quickly recalled the characters in the Xuanjian world. Xiao Jiuqing and Li Tongya had crossed paths several times, and Xiao Jiuqing was a member of a collateral branch of the Xiao family.

Just as the two were chatting politely about trivial matters, a gust of magical wind stirred above their heads, and then a middle-aged man descended.

This person had narrow eyes, wore a snow-white fox fur coat, and had a magic sword tied at his waist—a fine outfit befitting a member of an immortal clan.

Xiao Yongling smiled and said in a calm voice:

"Xiao Yongling of the Xiao family greets Senior. Thank you for coming to my Xiao family to participate in the Ancestor's Purple Mansion Dharma Assembly. This way, please."

Jiang Heqian smiled slightly, clasped his hands in a respectful manner, and said, "Jiang Heqian, a rogue cultivator from Wangyue Lake, congratulates Senior Xiao on attaining supernatural powers and congratulates the Xiao family on becoming the Purple Mansion Immortal Clan. I have come here to ask for a cup of wine."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yongling's expression changed slightly, but he then said politely as usual, "Thank you, senior. The Xiao family has prepared a banquet on the mountaintop. Please follow me inside."

Then, gesturing to the elegantly dressed youth standing to the side, he instructed, "Jiuqing, go and escort the others. I will personally receive this senior."

Xiao Jiuqing quickly and respectfully agreed, then turned and left.

"Senior, this way please."

Xiao Yongling led the way with composure and grace, but her mind was in turmoil.

Why did he suddenly come to my Lixia County, and even specially come to participate in the Ancestor's Purple Mansion Dharma Assembly? Jiang Heqian, the only son of the Jiang family, is someone that all the three sects and seven schools of Yue Kingdom know must not harm.

The ancestor once specifically mentioned this matter. The descendants of Yinghua Wang went south and formed a karmic bond with the Jiang family. They once promised to ensure that the Jiang family bloodline would not be cut off. Now, only Jiang Heqian remains in the Jiang family. Everyone is afraid that they will be used by others to harm him and anger Yinghua Wang.

With their own thoughts preoccupied, the two had long lost the will to chat and quietly climbed the jade steps upwards.

The Xiao family set up an array on the summit of Xianyou Peak, causing the clouds and mist to swirl, creating a truly celestial scene.

The main hall at the top is made of gold and jade, and is filled with exquisite mats and tables.

Jiang Heqian casually glanced around the table. The high seats for the three sects and seven schools were empty, with no one sitting down.

A few people were sitting in twos and threes at the lower seats.

When the guests saw the arrival of a new guest, they all stopped and looked at him with curiosity.

"Senior Jiang, please take your seat." Xiao Yongling led Jiang Heqian to sit at the table next to the first rogue cultivator.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Xiao." Jiang Heqian clasped his hands in thanks.

As Jiang Heqian took his seat, the rogue cultivators practicing fetal breathing and qi cultivation paused, their faces showing fear, as if they were afraid he was an eccentric high-level cultivator. They lowered their heads and silently ate their wine, no longer speaking.

Jiang Heqian paid no attention to the unaffiliated cultivators at the table, poured himself a cup of spiritual tea, and drank it by himself.

As time passed, more and more cultivators took their seats, and figures began to move about at the tables of the three sects and seven schools at the head of the table.

After an unknown amount of time, a solemn voice was heard.

"The Xiuyue Sect has been visited by the Supreme Yuan True Man."

As Jiang Heqian was drinking the spiritual tea, his heart tightened, and he looked up at the high platform.

On the high platform, the Supreme Master Shangyuan was dressed in white, his face obscured, with a wooden sword at his waist and a jade cup held in his fair, jade-like fingers.

Even though Jiang Heqian was mentally prepared, he was still shocked by the ethereal and otherworldly Shangyuan Zhenren.

After glancing at it twice, he casually lowered his head and continued sipping his tea.

At this moment, Master Shangyuan, who was also sitting on the high platform at the head of the table, sipping tea, glanced at Jiang Heqian.

As Master Shangyuan arrived, Xiao Chuting's voice echoed from Xianyou Peak.

"Your presence from afar brings honor to my humble abode at Xianyou Peak. I, Chuting, express my deepest gratitude to you."

The Venerable Shangyuan at the head of the table nodded slightly, as if to acknowledge Xiao Chuting's response.

The group of unaffiliated cultivators fell silent for a while before they began whispering among themselves and asking each other questions.

As one of the three sects, Xiuyue Sect has always kept a low profile, with its mountain gates rarely found. It also allows the families under its jurisdiction to grow freely without interfering in their affairs.

The ignorant rogue cultivators were naturally curious about Master Shangyuan, which is why they couldn't help but inquire about him.

Jiang Heqian, who was at the table, listened to the conversations of the nearby rogue cultivators and casually observed the crowd.

"The Xuan Yue Sect, Master Changxi has arrived."

"Tangjinmen..."

"Changxiao Gate..."

One after another, the Purple Mansion cultivators arrived, bowed to Shangyuan Zhenren, and took their seats.

Xiao Chuting smiled broadly, clasped his hands in thanks, exchanged a few polite words, and then they each drank wine and tea.

At this Dharma assembly, representatives from the three sects and seven schools of Yue Kingdom, as well as various immortal clans of the Purple Mansion, all came to offer their congratulations.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Heqian reviewed all these Purple Mansion True Persons and memorized them.

After several rounds of drinks, the cultivators from the Purple Mansion on the high platform gradually left.

Without Gao Xiu's watchful eye, the rogue cultivators in the lower seats became more uninhibited, exchanging toasts and boasting back and forth.

Jiang Heqian scanned the room and immediately recognized Li Tongya, who was also drinking alone in the lower seat.

So he got up and walked straight toward where Li Tongya was.