I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

Xiao Fei, confident in his status, disdained to openly bully cultivators from lower realms.

To him, a careless person on the fringes could leave them bloodied and battered.

However, to Xiao Fei's surprise, there were actually a few cultivators from the lower realm who did not set off.

In particular, two of them were women of unparalleled beauty, even by the standards of the upper realm.

They are Yunxi and Li Miaozhen, as well as Feng Chen, who is also a descendant of the Thunder Emperor.

Of the eighteen people, four were unwilling to attend the tea party.

Now, Xiao Fei's displeasure was clearly visible.

Finally, a large group of cultivators from both the upper and lower realms left the deck.

The ship of the other shore was incredibly large, resembling a town, and the tea party was held in a magnificent restaurant.

The upper realm cultivators are led by Xiao Fei, while the lower realm cultivators are led by Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian and the others wanted to know more about what was happening on the moon.

"You intend to embark on the trials of the Moon Palace?"

Upon hearing that some of them were going to walk to the Moon Palace, the cultivators of the Upper Realm were all shocked, and some even showed sympathy in their eyes.

"No, I and the other five followed the Dao Lord directly to the Guanghan Palace," Mo Wentian stated.

"The Dao Lord is personally leading them?!"

To be honest, the title "Dao Lord" has a significant impact on cultivators in the upper realms.

Xiao Fei was curious about exactly which six people they were.

Luo Chen, successor of the Immortal Palace; Su Yan of the Sword Palace; Qin Yuehua of the Jade Pool; and Mo Wentian of the Heaven-Mending Sect.

"Who are the other two?"

When Xiao Fei asked this question, he thought of Shen Ming, who definitely counted as one.

As a result, Mo Wentian told him that the other two were Yunxi and Li Miaozhen.

"Shen Ming is certainly enjoying the blessings of having multiple wives," Xiao Fei remarked.

Mo Wentianxia's consciousness probably meant that the cultivators in the lower realms were just having good luck.

Before speaking, he remembered that in front of Xiao Fei and the others, he was also a cultivator from the lower realm.

"From what Senior Brother Xiao said, it seems he has some understanding of the place we are going to," Qin Yuehua inquired about the important matter.

"Your Dao Lord will definitely tell us the specific details, but we do know some of them as well."

Xiao Fei spoke flawlessly, paused for a moment, and said, "On the moon, there are only a few trial paths, among which the one leading to the Guanghan Palace is the most special."

It is unknown what kind of battle took place there, as even the order of heaven and earth is incomplete and the laws are not fully established.

Walking through it, it was practically impossible to move an inch.

However, you come from the lower realm, which should feel like home to you.

Upon hearing this, the twelve people finally had a general understanding of why they were able to board the ship to the other side.

They had always had a question in their hearts: the Dao Lords of the Eighth Realm were not lacking in geniuses.

Even if there isn't one in the Eighth Realm, can't the Seventh Realm's three thousand provinces find a Saint King?

So that's how it is. The fact that they, as cultivators from the lower realms, were carrying heavy burdens during their cultivation has now become an advantage.

While suddenly realizing the truth, they all felt relieved, and some even felt proud.

At the very least, we no longer have to worry about the Dao Lord selling them off.

"Has anyone among you joined the immortal sect where the Dao Lord resides?" Xiao Fei asked casually.

"No." Mo Wentian shook his head.

Even Qin Yuehua, whom Huang Xiangu favored, said that she would wait until her cultivation at Guanghan Palace was over before making a decision based on her performance.

“That’s an incredible opportunity, Fellow Daoist Qin, you must seize it.” Xiao Fei’s eyes lit up and he immediately said.

These cultivators from the upper realms all became more enthusiastic towards Qin Yuehua.

"It seems that even in the Upper Three Realms, the Seventh Realm has to rely on the Eighth Realm."

Mo Wentian thought to himself that the Dao Master who had chosen him was very mysterious and had not revealed anything about that aspect.

He thought of Shen Ming. The Antarctic Immortal had valued Shen Ming so much back then, and the Dao Lords had lost their composure like that. He would most likely become a disciple of Penglai.

"No, if that were the case, he would have said it already. He wouldn't have kept it a secret. Most likely, like Qin Yuehua, he'll wait until the trial is over to see the results."

Mo Wentian judged others by his own standards, even imagining that Shen Ming had offended the Dao Master by giving up his spot to Li Miaozhen.

Qin Yuehua cultivated the Taiqing Forgetfulness cultivation method, so she didn't experience many emotional fluctuations. She focused on the Dao and asked many questions about the trials on the moon.

The cultivators from the upper realm spoke frankly and without reservation, unveiling the mystery of the moon for the twelve people.

The moon has long been a testing ground for cultivators in the Upper Three Realms.

Even cultivators above the human realm would go there to train.

"Just one thing: the original runes in the Immortal's Bone of Life might be inscribed on an inconspicuous stone tablet," Xiao Fei said.

Upon hearing this, Luo Chen, the successor of the Immortal Palace, had his eyes light up. He cultivated the "Primordial Immortal Scripture," and this was an opportunity tailor-made for him.

"Especially now, with the golden moon shining brightly, it's fair to say that treasures are everywhere."

As they were talking, the auras of several powerful experts at the Divine Realm appeared outside.

Mo Wentian and the others immediately stood up, subconsciously assuming that he was an elder from an ancient giant.

As it turned out, all the people who came in were young faces.

"We heard there are cultivators from the lower realms on the ship. We'd like to come and take a look. Hope you won't mind."

The speaker was a young man who said not to be offended, but walked straight in.

Xiao Fei and the others, who had just been putting on airs with Mo Wentian and his group, showed a respectful attitude.

"So it's Senior Brother Gu. It's an honor to have you here," Xiao Fei said.

"Oh? You know me?"

“Of course, Senior Brother Gu is one of the top 100 divine sons of the Eighth Realm,” Xiao Fei said.

"Divine Child" is probably the term used in the Eighth Realm to refer to geniuses at the Divine Realm. Mo Wentian and the others speculated in their hearts.

"Just an empty reputation." Senior Brother Gu smiled, then looked at a taciturn man in black beside him.

"Senior Brother Song, is the person you're looking for here?"

The man in black sized up the twelve people from the lower realm, with a pretty young girl by his side.

What puzzled Xiao Fei was that the black-clad man's cultivation level was definitely lower than that of Senior Brother Gu, otherwise he would have known that.

Then why does Senior Brother Gu still address this person as Senior Brother?

If Shen Ming were here, he would recognize the man in black as Song Zhenyuan and the girl as Guan Guan.

They were once trapped together inside the belly of the Void Kun, but Shen Ming helped them escape.

Upon hearing that there were cultivators from the lower realms on the ship, Song Zhenyuan and Guan Guan immediately realized that they might encounter Shen Ming.

Upon closer inspection, his face showed disappointment.

"Um, there are still four people who aren't here." One of the Saints, not knowing what was going on, still said this.

"There can't be such a coincidence, can there?" Xiao Fei said without thinking.

He realized that Senior Brother Gu and the man in black had come to find cultivators from the lower realms, and that their relationship was unusual.

"Senior Brother Song, what do you say?" Senior Brother Gu asked.

Song Zhenyuan thought for a moment and didn't want to be too deliberate, but Guan Guan tugged at his sleeve.

"Then go have a look."

Thus, the arrival and departure of several eighth-realm deities came suddenly.

Xiao Fei and Mo Wentian were left staring at each other, and the tea party couldn't continue.

"Could it be that Shen Ming has connections in the Upper Realm?" Mo Wentian was unwilling to accept it.

"Let's go and have a look!"

Xiao Fei couldn't sit still any longer.