Chapter 20 - Gathering Of The Sects

"Di An"

It surprised her when she heard the name because she had never heard of a family named Di, but she kept a smile on her face and her gaze fixed on the man in front of her.

"Oh! Did you come to this city for the first time? Phoenix Pavilion will gladly assist you if you require any services," she said with a smile.

Her heart pounded faster when she saw the blue eyes of the man fixed on her, as she heard his voice.

"Is it? This is indeed my first visit to this city. I've heard that an important event is going to take place near this city. Could you please provide me with information about that event, and also one more thing?"

"Please tell me, young master," she said, but she felt butterflies in her stomach when she saw a slight smile on the man's face as he said,

"Could you please arrange for a place for me to stay?"

"Yes, Young Master An, please follow me to the guest room while I arrange a courtyard for you," she said, keeping her gaze fixed on the man.

When she saw the man nod, she turned around and made her way to the guest room.

Andy's gaze was fixed on her as he followed that woman. She was the same woman who had arranged his transportation when he left the city.

But she couldn't recognize him. She had been very careful with her words the last time she spoke to him. But she was now idolizing him.

While Andy was following her, word of the arrival of the rich young master spread like wildfire.

People from various families and sects who were present at the pavilion relayed the news, and everyone speculated on the identity of the Young Master Di An

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Andy sat on the couch, his gaze fixed on the woman in front of him as she started discussing the upcoming event.

"Young Master, do you know why this city is called Floating Valley City?"

"No," Andy replied, slightly shaking his head.

"This is connected to the floating valley, which appears once every hundred years. The name of the city is derived from that valley." She said with a smile.

Andy nodded when he heard her. He had already read that detail in the book.

"And.."

"Hmm, I heard that many sects have gathered and are recruiting disciples for this event?" Andy interrupted her.

She was stunned for a moment, but she quickly nodded and said, "Yes, young master, they are looking for disciples. Only cultivators with core formation realm or lower are said to be able to enter the realm. This is also why they are looking for disciples. Is young master a cultivator as well?"

As she finished her question, her gaze was fixed on the Young Master; suddenly, her eyes caught sight of a slight smirk on his face, and she felt choked and unable to breathe as if some force had strangled her. However, it vanished after a moment. Sweat poured from her skin as she said,

"I sincerely apologize for my behavior, young master. Please be patient while I arrange a courtyard for you," she said and hurriedly exited the room.

While his gaze was fixed on the departing figure of the woman, the Demon Lord's amusing voice echoed in his mind.

"Why did you do that?"

"Do you honestly believe she was only here to cater to me? She was also interested in gathering my personal information. I just wanted to get my name out there, and she was an excellent source for that." Andy muttered as he closed his eyes.

After a while, his ears picked up on the sound of footsteps. When he opened his eyes, he saw the same woman approaching him with a smile.

"I apologize for the delay, young master; I have prepared the courtyard for you," she said as she waited for an answer.

Andy nodded, stood up, and followed her out.

After a while, he was met with the sight of a large door surrounded by high walls. He nodded slightly, his gaze drawn to the courtyard's grandeur.

The woman turned around and fixed her eyes on him and said, "This is your courtyard, young master. "

Andy nodded and handed her the pouch containing gold coins. "Thank you for your help; here is a small gift for you. Please notify me of the gathering."

He felt a gaze fixed on him as he opened the door and entered the courtyard.

The woman stood dumbfounded, her gaze fixed on the young master's broad back and her hand holding the pouch given by him. She remained motionless until the young master entered the courtyard and closed the door.

Her heart pounded furiously as her gaze was drawn to the pouch containing gold coins. She quickly hid the pouch and sprinted away.

And, just as Andy predicted, word of him being a powerful young cultivator spread like wildfire. The news also spread that the young master had specifically come to the city to attend the gathering of the sects.

A rumor also circulated that the young master was the heir of the hidden family who had come out to experience the world.

Many powerful figures swarmed the pavilion, hoping to learn everything they could about him. Every sect was given strict instructions to recruit the young master in order to link themselves to the hidden family. But no one dared to disturb the young master, who was said to be cultivating.

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Five days after that incident, multiple figures of a Whitish Silvery haired Devilishly handsome man could be seen at the same time on the training ground of the enormous courtyard, but the figures disappeared and reappeared in different places.

Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted his training, and all the figures vanished from the scene. Only a bare-chested young man, who was sweating profusely, could be seen. A frown appeared on his face as a mask appeared on his hand, which he placed on his face as he moved to open the door.

The same young lady stood at the door, waiting for the young master to open it.

She was rooted to the ground as soon as she saw the man in front of him. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw the bare-chested, fair-skinned man in front of her, his mask adding to the mystery of the situation. But his voice jolted her out of her trance.

"Yes?" She noticed the man's perplexed expression.

"Yo.... Young Master, today is the day of the gathering?"