Chapter 426: Mixed into the Immortal Palace

        Ding Huan's spiritual consciousness landed on the entrance of the Immortal Court. The entrance was surrounded by a layer of misty vapor, but the thick immortal aura was something people envied.

    The scenery outside the misty vapor is much better than that of the ancient fairy realm.

    Most people who are teleported here enter the Immortal Court through the layers of mist and poison.

    "This is another entrance to the Immortal Court, and we need to follow the caravan to enter the court. We will have to enter through the South Heavenly Way."

    Bitter Furnace explains while leading Ding Huan in the opposite direction. They are going to wait for the caravan at the South Heavenly Way.

    "Zhang San brothers, have you thought about how to settle down in the Immortal Court? "Bitter Furnace whispered to Ding Huan on the road.

    Ding Huan was puzzled: "The territory of the Immortal Court is vast, even larger than the ancient fairy realm. The abundant immortal aura allows us to hide and cultivate wherever we want."

    Bitter Furnace immediately opposes:

    "Not good. The Immortal Court does not allow the casual arrangement of Gathering Spirit Arrays either, unless you have the qualification to lay them out.

    Although the entire Immortal Court has a denser immortal aura than the ancient fairy realm, without laying out Gathering Spirit Arrays, cultivation is twice as hard and pointless.

    Hearing Bitter Furnace's words, Ding Huan frowned.

    He thought that the ancient fairy realm did not allow the arrangement of Gathering Spirit Arrays because it was bound by the Immortal Court.

    He did not expect that even in the Immortal Court, the arrangement of Gathering Spirit Arrays was not allowed. That was quite troublesome.

    "In fact, I have an idea. Since we can all easily transform and even make our qi and form match, we might as well stay in the ancient fairy realm. We can join a small sect and hide there to cultivate.

    Bitter Furnace thought that there was little difference between entering the Immortal Court and staying in the ancient fairy realm.

    The most important thing is that they cannot sneak into the Immortal Court secretly at the moment.

    It's said that they'll follow the caravan in, but it's not simple. Those guys in the caravan are none of them easy to deal with. They're as black as coal. Without a pile of heavenly crystals, they won't take you in.

    Ding Huan said without hesitation, "That won't do. Du Yue the Star Lord doesn't seem like someone who is easy to satisfy. He might be very eager for the soil from the Treasure Dividing Cliff."

    If he is determined to search in the ancient fairy realm, no matter how well we hide ourselves, we will eventually be caught.

    They can ask each Daoist sect individually, and even without making a personal appearance, just by casually mentioning us, someone will help them find us. But we can do nothing at all.

    Think about it, once we're found, not only are we doomed to die, but the sect we join will also be implicated. What's the point of that?"

    Bitter Furnace said, "That's the only option left. We can join a Daoist sect in the Immortal Court, or become a low-level official in the Immortal Court. Even if it's a small sect, even the Star Lord wouldn't dare to check each one."

    "Can we join the Immortal Court as officials?" Ding Huan's eyes brightened. Serving in the Immortal Court would definitely surprise Du Yue the Star Lord, and it would also provide cultivation resources.

    Bitter Furnace gave Ding Huan a look: "What are you thinking? I'm just saying there's a path like that, but it's difficult to actually join."

    Most of the officials in the Immortal Court are only accessible to people with connections, and our chances are incredibly slim.

    For us, the biggest opportunity is to join a Daoist sect as an external disciple or even a disciple of various chores.

    As they spoke, they had already arrived at the Southern Sky Avenue.

    Ding Huan looked at the Southern Sky Avenue and couldn't help but feel impressed by the grandeur of the Immortal Court.

    First of all, no matter whether the strength of the Immortal Court is superior to that of the other major courts, just based on the aura of the Southern Sky Avenue, it is not comparable to ordinary heavenly courts.

    The road is entirely paved with white jade, stretching a hundred zhang (a unit of length) in width.

    The road slopes upwards, and from a distance, it looks like it leads to the sky.

    On both sides of the road, all are welcoming spirit trees.

    The lush and gigantic welcoming spirit trees, along with the intentionally planted seven-color spirit flowers along the road, elevate the status of this avenue.

    The two of them didn't wait long before a caravan appeared by the side of the Southern Sky Avenue.

    Ding Huan's spirits lifted, but beside him, Bitter Furnace poured a bucket of cold water: "This is a rare clan caravan. Their proud eyes are on their foreheads. It's useless to go up, and even if we do go up, it's all for nothing."

    Moreover, the clan caravan would not accept outside help, even if offered heavenly crystals. It's quite strange too; the clan caravans don't come once every hundred years, but this time it's a stroke of luck that I've run into them.

    Upon hearing the word "clan," Ding Huan immediately thought of Qiu Xinyue, and his mood instantly became unsightly.

    "Zhang San brothers, have you seen the caravan that just came behind us? It's a clan caravan. Clan caravans are the easiest to join because they are not bound by conventions and will do anything for profit." Bitter Furnace patted Ding Huan.

    Ding Huan also saw the caravan, but to be precise, it didn't quite look like a caravan.

    "Old Bitter, are you sure this is a caravan?" Ding Huan looked at Bitter Furnace with doubts.

    A caravan would never have random people, and everyone along the way is a top-level expert. Although everything is in a ring, the number of guards accompanying them would definitely not be small.

    Yet, in this group, although there were also quite a few people, their cultivation levels were uneven, with some old and some young.

    "I was wrong, this should be a wedding party." Bitter Furnace sighed as well, since he had no family to speak of.

    "That's them. We should go over. By the way, you can change into a middle-aged man." Ding Huan spoke and changed into an old man's appearance.

    Bitter Furnace was about to display his cultivated illusion arts, but upon hearing this, he changed his appearance without hesitation.

    Although his figure hadn't changed, his appearance and hairstyle were completely different.

    "Follow me, we'll go over." Ding Huan said this while quickly moving forward.

    As soon as Ding Huan and Bitter Furnace appeared, the caravan came to a stop.

    A man came forward. He could sense a faint aura on both Ding Huan and Bitter Furnace.

    "Are you here to greet the bride?" The man frowned and asked.

    He was already feeling some anger.

    It's so disrespectful to send just two people to greet the bride, what kind of importance does Zhen Mo Hall have?

    Zhen Mo Hall is not an easy target to bully.

    Ding Huan hurriedly said, "How could we send just two people to greet the bride? We're just here to clear the way. Our High Daoist is worried that there might be some outsiders who might disturb the Zhen Mo Hall's wedding party, and our greeting party will be here soon."

    "Since our cultivation methods have a little relationship with the magic path, this time the High Daoist has sent us two people to clear the way."

    After speaking, Ding Huan walked to the left side of the road and reached forward.

    Bitter Furnace was extremely perceptive and quickly stood on the right side of the road, then both of them moved forward to lead the caravan.

    However, Bitter Furnace was extremely shocked in his heart. How did Zhang San know that this wedding party was heading to a specific High Daoist's estate?

    Not only did he know that this was a wedding party for a certain High Daoist, but he even knew that the bride came from Zhen Mo Hall. How did Zhang San manage to find out all of this?

    Bitter Furnace naturally didn't know. Ding Huan's spiritual awareness had long broken through the restriction on the bride's heavenly carriage, seeing the marriage document and gift book inside.

    He not only knew that this was the bride of a High Daoist's estate, but he also knew that it was a marriage between the offspring of a High Daoist from the North.

    The list of gifts in the gift book made Ding Huan realize how rich Zhen Mo Hall was.

    And the status of the bride, Xuelin'er, in Zhen Mo Hall must be quite high, otherwise she wouldn't be accompanied by so many gifts.

    Seeing Ding Huan and Bitter Furnace leading the way with humility, the middle-aged man from Zhen Mo Hall's anger disappeared.

    It seems that the northern High Daoist still places great importance on Zhen Mo Hall. This is a departure from previous etiquette and has never been mentioned before.

    In general, the northern High Daoist only needs to send a greeting party, which is in line with the etiquette.

    Now that the northern High Daoist sends people to open the way before the wedding party, it is a small matter but warms the heart.

    Sometimes, it's these details that people remember.

    After walking along the Southern Sky Avenue for about half an hour, a long wedding party came into sight.

    Seeing the Zhen Mo Hall's wedding party and the High Daoist from the North who came to greet them merged in formal greetings, Ding Huan and Bitter Furnace moved closer to Zhen Mo Hall's side.

    The greetings were brief, and the procession continued on its way.

    The frontmost were the wedding party, followed by Ding Huan and Bitter Furnace, who were essentially getting closer to the wedding party.

    At the very back was Zhen Mo Hall's wedding party.

    Ding Huan and Bitter Furnace carried the scent of the magic path, so the welcoming party from the northern High Daoist naturally wouldn't interfere.

    In their eyes, Ding Huan and Bitter Furnace were just the demon race cultivators who were sent to the wedding.

    The people from Zhen Mo Hall wouldn't bother with Ding Huan and Bitter Furnace either; they hadn't said a word along the way, they were just there to clear the path.

    The long line of people quickly arrived at the entrance of the celestial court.

    The celestial court's defensive array opened up, and the two cultivators guarding the entrance of the celestial court only expressed their congratulations with respect, without saying a single word.

    Today is a joyous occasion at the northern High Daoist's estate. To block the way to enter the Immortal Court is nothing but seeking death.

    Ding Huan and Bitter Furnace entered the Immortal Court without incident.

    As soon as they entered the Immortal Court, a gigantic wedding ship appeared in front of everyone.

    Both the wedding party and the sending-off party boarded the ship, while Ding Huan silently communicated with Bitter Furnace, and the two of them quickly moved to the back of the queue before quietly leaving.

    Ding Huan and Bitter Furnace left the wedding party from Zhen Mo Hall at the back of the queue. The cultivators from Zhen Mo Hall saw this, but no one paid attention to it.

    Since they were there to clear the path, and now they had arrived at the Immortal Court and were about to board the wedding ship, these two people who cleared the way had completed their task. What was wrong with them leaving on their own initiative?

    As for the wedding ship, all attention was focused on the bride in front and some key figures. Ding Huan and Bitter Furnace, being unobtrusive side characters, were completely ignored.

    As soon as they left the wedding party, Ding Huan and Bitter Furnace quickly dissipated.

    Half an incense stick later, Ding Huan stopped. He looked at the beautiful landscape of the Immortal Court before him, and his heart couldn't help but feel moved. This is the place for cultivation.

    Since entering the Immortal Court, everything he saw was beautiful. The celestial essence was refreshing and filled with vitality.

    Scanning with his spiritual consciousness, everywhere was surrounded by misty clouds. There were free-flying immortals, and no one went to hunt them.

    Further away, some faint celestial gates could be seen. No matter which celestial gate it was, it possessed the true celestial atmosphere.

    If it were allowed to set up a gathering essence array here, one could practice cultivation in just about any place.

    Bitter Furnace had seen such scenes many times before and didn't care, "Brother Zhang, I thought you were going to board the wedding ship and go to the High Daoist's estate of the northern region?"

    "It's easy to go, but how will we come out later?" Ding Huan said with a tongue in cheek.

    It's very easy to board the wedding ship, but once the ship enters the territory of the northern High Daoist's estate, they really wouldn't be able to escape.