After the urban planet, Wang Zhifan imdiately headed to the Wind Snow Tower World, which is the mystical world where Wuji Sect is located, and descended into his territory in Tiger Head Town.
He did not head straight to the main camp, Wind Snow Tower, in the east of the town, but instead observed if his subordinates had executed the arrangents he made last ti when he was there.
It turned out that Mr. He, Wu Xun, Yang Qingqing and others demonstrated quite the efficiency; the big sign at the town entrance had already been hung.
At this mont, it was right in the afternoon.
Seen under the clear sky, on the modest one-foot high city gate, a larger sign had been added above the sowhat small ’Tiger Head Town’ wooden sign. It was written in stable and dignified clerical script: Cultural Tiger Head Celestial Venerable Hotown.
This caused quite a few passersby to stop and look up, with so even pointing and discussing among themselves.
"Young man, by the look of you, you must be local. Do you know the aning of the newly added eight-word plaque up there?"
"Old sir, this is the celestial venerable plaque of Wind Snow Tower, reportedly set up to commorate the recent arrival of the Celestial Venerable Holy Tower."
"Celestial venerable? Holy Tower?"
"Hehe, old sir, you must have just arrived from elsewhere.
This celestial venerable is a deity worshiped by a new sect in the town. Recently, their Holy Tower descending ceremony stirred quite a huge commotion in the town! At least three thousand people claid to have seen the Holy Tower in person!
Unfortunately, I slept through it that night, and by the ti I knew of it, the Holy Tower in the sky had already disappeared..."
"I see... Such rare, wondrous events, this old man has never heard of in his lifeti..."
Listening to the discussions among the tourists near the city gate, noticing many out-of-town visitors casting curious eyes at the new plaque, Wang Zhifan, disguised in the appearance of a swordsman using his Invisible Deceitful Clothing, nodded to himself and mused:
"Not bad, not bad. Hanging this plaque wasn’t for nothing; it sowhat expanded the notoriety of my celestial venerable.
However, more efforts are needed to substantiate the title of Tiger Head Town’s Celestial Venerable Hotown and truly create a sensational effect..."
He contemplated in his mind, then inconspicuously walked to a secluded corner to enter an invisible state, using the power of belief to contact the sect leader in this main camp town, the fanatical believer, village woman Liu Erya.
In contrast to her past destitute state of setting up stalls on the streets of Pingwu City to preach, Liu Erya is now vastly different, with much added to her aura as a sect leader.
At present, she wore simple cloth garnts, sitting cross-legged in a high gate courtyard by the street, preaching the grace of the celestial venerable.
A large number of followers gathered around her, extending from the courtyard deep into the main entrance.
Further afield, on the street or rooftops, so uninvited bodyguards secretly kept watch, being the personnel Wind Snow Tower arranged for surveillance.
"Faithful ones, our belief in the celestial venerable is infinitely benevolent and great. He seeks no sacrifices nor returns, only demands of a sincere heart to seek His protection in tis of peril..."
Liu Erya spoke with fervor and devotion.
Suddenly, being extrely familiar with these speeches, she stopped, her voice abruptly halted.
Yet her deanor beca even more devout as she suddenly began a silent prayer.
"What’s happening? Did the sect leader suddenly stop her preaching?"
"The prayer practice shouldn’t be this ti, right?"
"Keep your voice down! From my last experience, maybe the sect leader received the celestial venerable’s divine ssage!"
"What? Everyone be quiet! Do not disturb the sect leader!"
...
The group in the courtyard imdiately realized sothing upon witnessing the situation, and one after another started praying like Celestial Venerable Sect Leader Liu Erya, including even the Wind Snow Tower personnel monitoring outside heightened their alert.
Finally, after a few breaths, the sect leader Liu Erya ceased her silent prayer, scanning the hundreds of followers before her with an incredibly devout expression and announced:
"Dear believers! I have just received the decree from the celestial venerable’s ssenger; within half an hour at most, the Holy Tower will descend here for the second ti! Please prepare to enter the tower for the test!"
Upon hearing this announcent, the followers who had just learned to pray silently like her suddenly froze, and then their expressions transford into fervor, hands rubbing with anticipation.
"Wonderful! We can witness the celestial venerable’s miracle again!"
"The celestial venerable is truly great! I never imagined we could witness our sect’s Holy Tower descend so soon!"
"Blessed by the celestial venerable above! This ti I, Tiger Head Old Eight, will pass the test!"
...
With the cries of jubilation, not only the courtyard where the crowd gathered beca lively, but even so shadows on the street outside, seen or unseen, reacted and quickly spread this astounding news to different places.
First, it was noticed at a nearby third-floor tavern.
A young man dressed in luxurious attire sat under the guard of many sturdy martial artists, sipping light wine and watching the clumsy performance of a local dancer on the stage before him with a blank expression.
Suddenly, one of his subordinates approached him and murmured a few words.
"Oh? Yesterday on the road I heard of extraordinary news about this place’s Holy Tower, and today I happen to arrive just before the Holy Tower descends again? Interesting! Intriguing!"
Said the noble-clothed young man as his expression turned curious and puzzled, clearly suspecting that this coincidental event might be a conspiracy targeting him.
Given that his status is extraordinary, plenty seek to harm him; otherwise, he wouldn’t need so many guards to follow him at all tis.
"If that so-called Holy Tower truly appears, let send soone in to explore first—
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