Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

After talking with Biyao, Zhou Yiqiao looked towards the stage again.

At this moment, Qing Lietian was standing on the stage, introducing the elders of the major holy sects and some distinguished guests to everyone present.

Qing Lietian smiled and asked these powerful people to take their seats, then he walked to the center of the stage with Qing Jimeng.

he said loudly.

"Thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedule to attend my daughter's birthday celebration. Qing is very grateful."

Qing Lietian's voice echoed in the hall, making the already lively atmosphere even more heated.

he continued.

"I believe you all know that the reason why my Qinjian Villa wants to celebrate Jimeng's birthday is to thank the benefactor who saved Jimeng that year."

As soon as these words were spoken, a burst of discussion suddenly broke out in the hall.

All the guests knew that Qing Jimeng had encountered a great disaster in the past, and was fortunately rescued by a mysterious master and escaped danger.

This mysterious master has always been a closely guarded secret in Qinjian Villa.

However, today, the secret seems to be revealed.

"Ji Meng's benefactor doesn't like red tape. Although he will attend Ji Meng's birthday, he has not yet shown up..."

Speaking of this, Qing Lietian had a worried look on his face.

After all, even if this person had good intentions towards Qinjian Villa, he was someone whose identity even the Holy Sect could not find out, which made him both grateful and nervous.

"It was just a piece of cake for me back then, why is Master Qing so worried?"

Just when Qing Lietian was still worrying about how to deal with it, a faint voice came from the door of the hall.

Everyone present looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young man suddenly appear in the crowd in the moonlit night.

The young man was wearing a black robe embroidered with delicate cloud patterns and dark gold designs. Although he looked ordinary, he exuded an indescribable majesty.

His face was covered by a silver-white mask, revealing only a pair of deep, star-like eyes.

He just stood there, as if isolated from the surrounding noise and creating a world of his own.

"When did he appear here?"

"Who is this person? Why is there no spiritual energy fluctuation in his body?"

There was an uproar in the hall.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the mysterious young man, wanting to see his true face.

However, the silver-white mask was like an insurmountable barrier, blocking their vision completely.

Qing Lietian was also stunned, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He quickly walked off the stage and went to greet the mysterious young man in person.

"It turns out that it is Ji Meng's benefactor who has arrived. I am sorry for not coming to greet you. I hope you will forgive me."

The young man in black robe nodded slightly, his voice still as calm as water.

"Master, you are too polite. I am just an independent cultivator. I am flattered to be treated so kindly by you."

Although his words were soft, every syllable seemed to strike at everyone's heartstrings, making the atmosphere in the hall involuntarily become solemn.

An elder of the Holy Sect tried to get a glimpse of the young man's face beneath the mask. He tried his best to reach out with his soul, but it was like a drop in the ocean, with no response at all.

He was shocked and tried to retract his soul, but found that his consciousness seemed to be torn apart in an instant by a strange force. The pain made him pale and sweat ran down his face.

The young man looked towards the elder, a faint smile appearing in his eyes beneath the silver-white mask.

"You are no match for me, don't seek your own death."

As he finished speaking, a soft light suddenly rose from the body of the powerful man whose soul was damaged, instantly repairing his damaged consciousness.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this.

This mysterious young man actually healed the elder's spiritual injuries with just a casual glance!

Such strength is simply unfathomable!

Qing Lietian was even more shocked. He did not expect that this benefactor possessed such powerful strength.

He quickly invited the young man to the stage and personally arranged the most honorable seat for him.

"Please take a seat, senior. Today is a great day. Please don't let some blind people ruin your mood."

Qing Lietian spoke respectfully, and changed the way he addressed the mysterious young man from "benefactor" to "senior". It was obvious that it was the first time he had a clear understanding of this man's strength.

The young man in black robe nodded slightly, without saying anything more, and sat down in the seat Qing Lietian arranged for him.

In a remote corner of the main hall, Bi Yao and Zhou Yiqiao, like many other guests present, were shocked by the appearance of the mysterious young man in black robe.

Bi Yao frowned her beautiful eyebrows slightly and said to Zhou Yiqiao.

"Why do I feel that after this mysterious senior appeared, his gaze stayed on us several times."

Zhou Yiqiao was slightly startled when he heard this and looked at the mysterious young man.

It wouldn't matter if they didn't look, but once they did, they found that the other party was glancing at them intentionally or unintentionally.

"Maybe it's an illusion."

Zhou Yiqiao withdrew his gaze and said lightly.

However, he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

The object of this mysterious senior's attention seemed to be himself.

Although he was confused, he did not show it. After all, there were many guests present, and the identity of this senior was so mysterious. Perhaps he was just glancing at them casually.

However, as time went by, Zhou Yiqiao felt more and more that the gaze of this senior was somewhat unusual.

That look seemed to be sizing him up deliberately, as if he was saying hello to him.

This made Zhou Yiqiao start to feel a little nervous. After all, he was just an ordinary cultivator and had never come into contact with such a powerful being.

He secretly wondered in his heart whether this senior had any connection with him, or had any special expectations of him.

At this moment, Qing Lietian stood up again and announced to everyone.

"Since the senior has arrived, today's celebration will officially begin."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became heated, with thunderous applause and congratulations.

"I, an old man with a hundred honors, on behalf of Jiange, send my most sincere blessings to Miss Qing."

A white-haired old man stood up, holding a long sword in his hand, with a sharp sword intent flowing on the sword. He was the elder of the Sword Pavilion, Bai Gongming.

As the old man spoke, a pure white jade hairpin appeared in his hand. The hairpin was carved with delicate sword patterns and emitted a faint glow.

"This jade hairpin is made of thousand-year-old cold jade. It has a restrained sword spirit. It can be worn as jewelry, and it can also protect the owner in times of crisis."

Bai Gongming presented the jade hairpin to Qing Jimeng with a warm smile on his face.

"It just so happens that Miss Qing is a rare cultivator with ice spiritual roots. This jade hairpin is compatible with Miss's spiritual roots and will surely help her to advance to a higher level in her cultivation."