Just like that, the two held hands and continued to share personal thoughts for a while, then Qingqing voluntarily headed towards Wuyou Valley.

Chu Xuan followed her from a distance, and soon, they arrived at the entrance of the valley.

The place was also bustling with crowds, many cultivators couldn’t get in at all, they were purely there for the excitement.

This excitement was divided into two kinds:

One was to watch guests from all directions entering the valley. After all, female cultivators who received invitations were mostly powerful and beautiful fairies in the cultivation world. Everyone loves beauty, and the rare sight of a large group of female cultivators simultaneously appearing naturally attracted a lot of attention from cultivators.

Although the majority were male, there were also quite a few females, mostly feeling envious but temporarily unable to enter the valley.

At this stage, they could only come to experience this grand occasion, dreaming of one day entering Baihua Valley, enjoying the flowers, discussing Dao with high-level cultivators, and engaging in elegant conversations and laughter.

The other kind of excitement was watching all sorts of overly ambitious cultivators, who tried everything they could to squeeze in.

If someone actually succeeded, it would naturally draw a chorus of admiration and praise; if they fussed for a long time only to be shamefully turned away, it would bring about a burst of laughter from the crowd, along with some teasing remarks.

At the valley entrance, beneath the archway of Wuyou Valley’s mountain gate, a beautiful female cultivator in light green clothing was leading a group of disciples, responsible for welcoming guests and managing the valley entry assessments.

Wanting to enter was simple, just show the invitation, Wuyou Valley had its own means to verify authenticity, ensuring the person and the invitation matched, before welcoming the guests inside.

What if you didn’t have an invitation? You could still enter, since Baihua Banquet had always promoted an open and encouraging reputation, anyone self-proclaimed qualified could come to discuss Dao.

But apart from the invitees, others wanting to enter faced a hard requirement:

1. Strength, starting from the third realm, and proving oneself to be among the top geniuses in the same realm.

This required being under fifty years old, and passing three assessments: striking the Firmament Stone, testing one’s Dao Heart, to gain entry.

2. Realm, a strict rule of at least the sixth realm, allowing entry without any assessment.

3. Connections, meaning a female cultivator with an invitation could bring any Daoist friend unconditionally, so cultivators with connections could easily enter.

4. Origin, such as elders or supreme elders of major sects; or sect leaders, supreme leaders’ direct disciples; middle and small sects require the presence of the sect leader to participate.

Finally, regardless of your cultivation level or origin, since Baihua Banquet is ultimately for discussing Dao, if you can set up a stage to preach on-site, enchanting everyone with your eloquence, you could also enter.

However, cultivators with such abilities likely fulfilled the first four conditions anyway.

Along the way, Chu Xuan heard various discussions, and Wuyou Valley directly displayed their thresholds outside the mountain gate, so he felt relieved after seeing them.

Sure enough, earlier on the road, that lass Gu Haitang was deliberately scaring him, Chu Xuan didn’t need her invitation at all to enter.

Qingqing didn’t immediately enter, instead first observed among the crowd.

Sure enough, the four Demon Sect Hidden Guards were guarding the vicinity, upon seeing their lady appear, they discreetly nodded at her and didn’t act rashly.

Qingqing completely ignored them, seeing the guests ahead entering the valley, she emerged alone from the crowd, walking towards the archway of the mountain gate.

This scene left onlookers visibly surprised, was she really alone?

Seeing this female cultivator’s demeanor, appearance, figure, and that cold indifferent attitude, everyone naturally believed she should have an invitation.

But to not waste a spot, most female cultivators attending would bring a companion, mostly women, but some brought male Daoist friends, thus appearing in pairs.

Seeing Qingqing going alone at this moment, many wanted to ask: Miss, can you take me with you?

Of course, they only dared think about it, as female cultivators who received invitations were either highly skilled, exceptionally talented, or nobly born, far beyond the reach of these lower-level cultivators.

The green-clad Wuyou Valley female cultivator named Ye Shiyu saw Qingqing approach, smiled and nodded, saying:

"Welcome, Dao friend, may I see your invitation?"

Qingqing shook her head, "I don’t have one."

This response left not only Ye Shiyu surprised but also puzzled the onlookers.

Qingqing stepped closer, whispered something, and extended her right hand.

Ye Shiyu subtly held the other party’s wrist, revealing a look of surprise.

She immediately collected her expression, smiled, and said, "Please wait a moment, Dao friend, I need to report this to the sect."

With that, she sent a messaging talisman into the valley.

Soon, the higher-ups sent back a reply, only then did Ye Shiyu make an inviting gesture, having a young disciple lead Qingqing into the valley.

Seeing this, the crowd naturally speculated, who exactly was this woman? To require reporting.

Chu Xuan was not surprised, in fact, with Qingqing’s rare Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart, entering the valley was easy, rather her origin was slightly intimidating.

Due to a prior agreement with her, Chu Xuan didn’t immediately follow her inside, planning to wait for a while instead.

At that moment, he noticed a brawny male cultivator in the crowd, staring intently at him.

When their eyes met, the cultivator squeezed through, warmly saying, "Brother, I didn’t expect you to join the excitement as well."