Gu Changyuan had not been lying down for long when seven powerful auras suddenly descended outside the Tianren Holy Land.
The auras were thick and profound, carrying an ancient charm that did not belong to the Jiuxiao Realm.
However, the other party did not directly intrude into the Holy Land's territory. They merely hovered quietly outside the grand mountain-protecting array and harbored no malice. Thus, Gu Changyuan chose not to make a move.
Matters of diplomacy were better left to Ye Qingxue and the others to handle.
Even though the seven auras above were all at the peak of the Half-Immortal realm.
To be precise, they were peak Half-Immortals who had suppressed their cultivation from the Immortal Lord realm.
Ever since he returned to the Jiuxiao Realm, why were there more and more people from the Immortal Realm popping up?
The moment those seven auras appeared, Gu Changyuan's ten disciples had already appeared in the sky, lining up on both sides and facing the newcomers from afar.
Ye Qingxue stood at the very front. Her expression was calm, and her gaze swept over the seven people opposite her as she spoke, neither haughty nor humble:
"May I ask why your distinguished selves have suddenly descended upon our Tianren Holy Land?"
Having not sensed any hostility, her tone was not overly cold or rigid.
However, the fact that the other party uniformly possessed peak Half-Immortal cultivation made the disciples take things a bit more seriously.
The leader of the opposite group was a middle-aged man. He had a square face and deep-set eyes. His long silvery-white hair was tied up with a star crown and draped behind his back, while faint starlight lingered around his body.
He wore a dark blue robe, the hem of which was embroidered with a complex star map. Every star seemed to be slowly revolving, as if they were alive.
His gaze fell upon Ye Qingxue and the others, sweeping over the remaining nine one by one.
The Taixu Supreme Sword Body, the Lotus Sword Dao Body, the Exquisite Dao Heart, the Profound Heaven Lunar Soul Body...
Ten people, ten types of supreme physiques, without a single repeat.
A look of astonishment uniformly appeared on the faces of the seven people.
It was not because of the cultivation of Ye Qingxue and the others, but because of their physiques.
Since when did supreme physiques become as common as cabbage in the streets? Ten of them appeared all at once.
The leading middle-aged man collected his thoughts, took a step forward, and cupped his hands in greeting.
His movements were neither haughty nor humble, carrying the unhurried grace that only those who had long held high positions possessed.
"Fellow Daoists of the Tianren Holy Land, please forgive our intrusion. We are from the Starvault Clan."
He paused, and seeing no reaction from the other party, he continued:
"Our clan has been hidden for generations in the Starvault Secret Realm in the extreme east of the Jiuxiao Realm, so it is highly likely that you have never heard of us.
Our clan all follow the Dao of the Stars, cultivating star-attribute techniques and controlling the power of the stars. For generations, we have guarded the Star Origin of the Starvault Secret Realm.
The seven of us are all elders of the clan. We have come this time because of the heaven and earth star anomaly that appeared in your noble Holy Land the night before last."
The meaning in his words was already very obvious—they had come for Gu Xing'er.
The commotion caused when Gu Xing'er awakened was detected by the origin of their secret realm.
The vast astrological phenomena triggered when Gu Xing'er awakened her physique had long alarmed the origin deep within the Starvault Secret Realm.
And the Chaos Star Spirit Body, to the Starvault Clan, was absolutely not as simple as an ordinary genius.
It was a supreme Dao body that shared the same origin and coexisted with the Star Origin, concerning the rise and fall of the clan's inheritance, holding extraordinary significance.
Therefore, the clan immediately made a resolution, dispatching seven elders at the peak of the Half-Immortal realm who had suppressed their Immortal Lord cultivation. After traveling and investigating all the way, they finally found the source of the anomaly—the Tianren Holy Land.
Along the way, they had already heard the name of the Tianren Holy Land and were astonished in their hearts.
Their Starvault Clan had not appeared in the world for a thousand years. They had not expected that in this millennium, such a faction could rapidly rise in the Jiuxiao Realm, reaching the peak of prestige, with countless cultivators taking pride in entering the Tianren Holy Land.
Now seeing it with their own eyes, the ten disciples all possessed supreme physiques. This foundation was indeed enough to run unhindered across the Jiuxiao Realm.
Xing Yan raised his hand to gesture to the six people beside him, introducing them one by one:
"I am Xing Yan, an elder of the Starvault Clan.
These six are all elders of my clan, namely Xing Heng, Xing Yao, Xing Che, Xing Lan, Xing Yao, and Xing Chen."
Following his introduction, the six people beside him nodded in turn, their postures unhurried.
The six of them were all wearing the same style of dark blue brocade robes as Xing Yan, only the star map patterns were slightly different, and the auras around them varied.
However, their gazes all fell upon the ten people opposite them, carrying scrutiny as well as marvel.
Xing Yan's gaze was sincere as he spoke again:
"The night before last, the Star Origin within our clan's secret realm experienced unusual movements, sensing a dense burst of chaotic star power in the Jiuxiao Realm, which triggered a heaven and earth anomaly.
The source of that anomaly is your noble Holy Land."
He paused, his voice turning a bit more solemn: "
The Chaos Star Spirit Body shares the same roots and origin as our clan's origin. It is the physique recorded in our clan's historical texts as the most compatible with the Star Origin.
Since ancient times, our clan has had an ancestral precept: If the Chaos Star Spirit Body appears in the world, she must be welcomed back to the clan, revered as the Holy Maiden, and cultivated with the full strength of the entire clan.
This is not only an ancestral precept, but also the foundation for the continuation of our clan.
The Star Origin requires a compatible person to guide it so that it can multiply endlessly.
If there is no one to guide it, the origin will gradually fall silent, and our clan will subsequently decline."
His gaze became earnest:
"Therefore, we have come this time hoping to take away the possessor of the Chaos Star Spirit Body, revere her as the Holy Maiden, and nurture her with all our might.
Although our clan has been hidden from the world for many years, our foundation still remains, and we will absolutely not mistreat her."
Hearing that the other party had come for Gu Xing'er, a look of vigilance immediately appeared on the faces of Ye Qingxue and the others.
They had never heard of the Starvault Clan.
Perhaps it was too ancient, and even the Zhuge family had never mentioned them.
But since the other party was a hidden clan and placed such importance on the Chaos Star Spirit Body, coming here today, they must be carrying the determination to complete their mission at all costs.
Xing Yan looked at the vigilant expressions on the faces of the ten people opposite him and was not surprised.
He raised his hand in a gesture, and the seven elders simultaneously waved their right hands. Seven purple chests appeared out of thin air in the sky above the Tianren Holy Land, lining up in a row and gleaming with a deep luster under the sunlight.
The chests opened at the same time.
At the very top of each chest, a Supreme Bone floated quietly, causing the surrounding air to slightly distort. Beneath the Supreme Bones were chests packed to the brim with cultivation resources.
There was Ten-Thousand-Year Star Iron, Meteorite Soul Essence, Nine-Revolution Star Marrow, Void Star Sand...
Every single item was an invaluable supreme treasure that was hard to find in the Jiuxiao Realm.
Every single one was a rare treasure of the world; taking out just one at random could trigger a scramble across an entire domain.
Xing Yan's voice rang out, carrying utmost sincerity:
"I know that you all highly value the child with the Chaos Star Spirit Body and are unwilling to let go easily.
But the Chaos Star Spirit Body is a matter of great importance to our clan. If your noble Holy Land is willing to oblige us, these cultivation resources will serve as our gift of gratitude."
Seven chests, seven Star Supreme Bones, and a mountain of star treasures.
Placed before any other faction, there probably wouldn't be even a trace of hesitation.
But sorry to say—
This is the Tianren Holy Land.
Competing in wealth? Truly sorry, but there is a top-tier rich guy right here.

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