Super Insane Doctor of the Goddess Chapter 3300: Nothing Out of the Ordinary!

Members of the Yaochi Holy Land, Wandao Immortal Sect, Purple Mountain Divine Dynasty, and Futu Holy Hall soon descended upon the sky.

"Haha, Sister Gu, Brother Guo, Brother Mu, and Brother Luo! I certainly didn't anticipate you all getting here so early!"

Accompanied by several elders, Xiao Tengyu greeted the group with a formal cupped-hand salute.

Guo Mengchuan gave a boisterous laugh. "Since the Jiuxiao Immortal Palace is hosting this session of the Immortal Vault List Tournament, it is only right that we show our full support!"

Luo Shenghui looked around and asked with curiosity, "Have the rest of the major powers not arrived yet?"

"Not quite yet."

Shaking his head, Xiao Tengyu remarked, "I suspect the other top-tier forces are currently en route and should be appearing shortly."

The representatives from Yaochi Holy Land, Wandao Immortal Sect, Purple Mountain Divine Dynasty, and Futu Holy Hall had only just settled in.

Soon, groups from the Central Earth Immortal State began to appear: the Gu Jin Ao Family, Gu Zhu Yan Family, Ancient White Chi Family, Ancient Suanni Lion Family, Wan Sheng Pavilion, and Flying Immortal Palace all arrived on the scene.

"Hmm?"

The patriarch of the Gu Zhu Yan Family scanned the area, looking confused. "Why haven't Little Luo and his group shown up yet?"

Bai Dongyuan, leader of the Ancient White Chi Family, chuckled. "How could those youngsters possibly miss such a massive event!

They traveled to the distant Northern Cold Ming State, so they are likely still making their way across the long distance!"

"It has been more than six months since our last meeting. I truly wonder how much their Cultivation and combat prowess have progressed!"

Zhao Zhengqing, the head of the Gu Jin Ao Family, spoke with a warm smile.

Suddenly, a wave of excited shouts erupted from the gathered crowd.

"They are here! The Wa Palace, Jiuli Demon Palace, and Ancient Demon Sacred Land from the Northern Cold Ming State have arrived!"

"Look, the Ancient Xuanwu Family, the four Ancient Evil Beast families, and the Primordial Demon Ape Clan are here as well!"

Every head turned to watch the horizon.

Dozens of ancient vessels, each stretching a thousand meters in length, were soaring in from the northern sky.

The decks were packed with people, including Yang Luo and his comrades.

Yang Luo, however, had chosen to mask his Cultivation during the journey.

Given the sheer number of powerful experts and major factions attending this tournament, he felt it was wiser to remain inconspicuous.

He had no intention of revealing his true capabilities unless he faced a truly formidable opponent.

After all, the tournament grounds held not just friends, but many bitter enemies as well.

"Little Luo!"

Song Zhixin shouted with joy and prepared to fly toward him.

"Stay where you are, girl!"

Elder Mei Ruogu barked a cold reprimand, grabbing Song Zhixin to hold her back.

As she glared at Yang Luo, her eyes burned with murderous intent.

The memory of Yang Luo's chaotic intrusion into the Yaochi Holy Land six months ago remained fresh and infuriating to her.

Gu Qinglan let out a soft sigh and said, "Elder Mei, allow Zhixin to greet her companions.

With all of us present, it isn't as if he can run away, is it?"

"Hmph!"

Mei Ruogu snapped her sleeves and released her grip on Song Zhixin.

With a small smile, Gu Qinglan said, "Go ahead, Zhixin."

"My thanks, Sister Gu!"

Song Zhixin expressed her gratitude and hurried toward Yang Luo's group.

"Fifth Senior Sister!"

Yang Luo stepped forward and pulled Song Zhixin into a tight embrace. With reddened eyes, he asked, "How have you been these past six months? Did those old hags at the Yaochi Holy Land treat you poorly?"

Tears began to well in Song Zhixin’s eyes. "Those elders have actually been training me as a successor, so they haven't bullied me.

Sister Gu has also looked after me very well."

"That is good to hear."

Yang Luo shot a frosty look at Mei Ruogu and the others before nodding to Gu Qinglan. "I appreciate your care, Saint Master Gu."

"It is nothing. I have grown quite fond of Zhixin,"

Gu Qinglan replied calmly, then inquired, "What realm have you attained now?"

Yang Luo grinned and teased, "Why don't you try to guess?"

"Keep your secrets then."

Gu Qinglan’s expression chilled. "Acting so coy is hardly the behavior of a gentleman."

Yang Luo gave a casual shrug. "Think what you like. I never claimed to be a gentleman."

Though Gu Qinglan’s chest rose and fell with suppressed irritation, she held her tongue.

As the Yaochi Saint Master, she felt it was beneath her dignity to bicker with such a rogue.

"Little Luo, it’s quite odd. I can't sense your Cultivation at all.

What level have you actually reached?"

Song Zhixin asked with wide, curious eyes.

Yang Luo winked at her. "That's a secret for the moment. I'll tell you the truth later."

"All right..."

Song Zhixin nodded in agreement.

Bujie rolled his eyes dramatically and flashed Yang Luo a middle finger.

The Flame Emperor looked at Song Zhixin with a kind smile. "Fifth Sister, to think you've already reached the Taiyi Xuanxian Middle Stage in such a short time!"

Song Zhixin explained, "While I was at the Yaochi Holy Land, both my bloodline and physique were fully awakened.

Furthermore, receiving a portion of the inheritance from our ancestor, the Yaochi Empress, significantly boosted my progress."

"Incredible!"

Bujie pushed his way forward. "Sister Song, that is amazing! You actually got the Yaochi Empress’s inheritance?

So, Sister Song, just how powerful are you now?"

"I'm not entirely certain. We'll find out once the tournament officially begins,"

Song Zhixin answered. She then looked at Bujie and Xu Ying with surprise. "I'm shocked to see you've both reached Taiyi Xuanxian since we last met. That is truly impressive!"

"Sister Song, do you still recognize us?"

"Sister Song is truly talented to reach the Taiyi Xuanxian Middle Stage. We are still stuck at the Daluo Golden Immortal level!"

Huangfu Xuance, Helian Dongsheng, Jun Tianming, and Xing Shengjie all gathered around as well.

Song Zhixin laughed softly. "I didn't think the four of you would actually end up in the Northern Cold Ming State!

We were looking for you but couldn't find a trace!"

"Young Miss Song, it has been a long time!"

"Who would have guessed this girl was the legacy of the Yaochi Holy Land? Truly exceptional!"

Gu Tianshang and Linghu Wuxie walked over to join them.

Song Zhixin bowed respectfully. "Senior Gu, Senior Linghu, it is good to finally meet again!"

"You youngsters have done well. I didn't expect you to raise your Cultivation so much in such a short window!"

"You must give it your all in this tournament. We will be rooting for you!"

Zhao Zhengqing and Zhu Chengxuan also flew over to offer their encouragement.

The group shared laughs and stories, recounting their various adventures over the last half-year.

Meanwhile, the attention of the surrounding crowd had shifted entirely toward Yang Luo.

"Is that the famous Yang Luo who has caused such a stir in the Jiuzhou Immortal Domain these past two years?"

"He looks quite ordinary, though. Is he really as powerful as the legends say?"

"How strange. I can't detect his Cultivation level at all. Is he hiding it on purpose?"

"You have to admit, the man has incredible connections to be surrounded by so many elites!"

Whispers began to ripple through the spectators.

None of them could gauge Yang Luo's strength, and he didn't appear threatening at first glance.

Because he had already ascended to the Nine Heavens Immortal realm, Yang Luo was able to conceal his aura so effectively that no one below the rank of Immortal Venerable could see through his disguise.

From a distance in the sky.

Guo Xiaochen, Du Qingye, Wu Guannan, and their peers glared at Yang Luo, their eyes brimming with loathing and lethal intent.

Six months ago, Yang Luo had utterly shamed them at the Wandao Immortal Sect, crushing their pride into the dirt.