Seated at the banquet was Ji Mingxing's master, the Great Sun Realm Lord, and Emperor Feng Ming the Infinite.
There were also many nobles present, but Feng Mingxiao was nowhere to be seen.
Now that the bride was already here, it would be strange if the mother did not come.
But she did not come.
Back in the City of Sin, Ling Xiao had vaguely learned from Feng Yinshan's words that Feng Mingxiao had been baptized by the Divine Phoenix Sacred Light, so she had lost her human emotions and was only a tool loyal to the Divine Phoenix Empire.
If that was the case, it was normal for her not to come.
Other than these officials and nobles, there were also many of Ji Mingxing's friends. They were all young talents from the Divine Phoenix Continent and the Heavenly Dragon Continent.
Their cultivations were not weak, and they could be considered young and promising.
Of course, these people had also joined the Phoenix Academy with Ji Mingxing.
The Phoenix Academy was gradually recovering. The wound that Ling Xiao had inflicted on it was also gradually healing, and it seemed to be on the rise.
These young people followed Ji Mingxing because they wanted to become heroes of the Sacred Dynasty. When the time came, they would be able to obtain an official position and not have to worry about their lives.
The martial artists in the Mystic World had different pursuits.
Some chased after power their entire lives.
Some chased after immortality.
Some wanted to walk out of the Gate of Heaven's Chosen and see the outside world.
But most people still hoped to use their own knowledge to obtain wealth and power. This was the most realistic goal.
These people were like this.
They could even imagine that with the support of the Great Sun Realm Lord and Emperor Feng Ming the Infinite, Ji Mingxing's future would be bright. Eventually, she would reach the Grotto Heaven Realm or even the Yin-Yang Realm and become the Divine Emperor, replacing the overconfident Celestial Emperor Ling Xiao.
At this time, guests were still arriving at the wedding venue.
"Peacock Race's Young Master Kong Ming has arrived!"
"Great Peng Race's Heavenly Roc Phoenix Son Peng Yue has arrived!"
"Righteous Alliance's Young Master Jia Tianfeng has arrived!"
The butler at the door sang three times in a row, attracting the attention of many young people.
Although the Peacock Clan had fallen into silence because of the Peacock Phoenix Son, Kong He, being crippled, their foundation had not been destroyed.
Kongming was an outstanding talent in the family. According to rumors, he might be even more powerful than Kong He. However, because he was a mixed-blood, he was never taken seriously.
Now that Kong He was crippled, he could finally step onto the stage.
There was no need to talk about the Roc race. The Heavenly Roc Huangzi's reputation was not small, and he was also a disciple of the Phoenix Academy. His influence was huge.
As for this Jia Tianfeng of the Righteous Alliance, he was rather interesting.
This person was the Righteous Alliance Lord's newly adopted son.
He wasn't old, only a little over 20 years old, but he was steady and capable. Compared to Jia Lin and Jia Yun who'd already been killed by Ling Xiao, he simply couldn't be mentioned in the same breath.
Coupled with the fact that this man was extremely thorough in his work, the Righteous Alliance showed no signs of decline. On the contrary, it seemed to be even more prosperous.
The Righteous Alliance was even planning to elect Jia Tianfeng as its future Alliance Lord. From this, one could see just how formidable this man was.
For these three people to arrive at almost the same time was truly a matter worth pondering. This was giving Ji Mingxing plenty of face.
"Good fellow, Star Huangzi truly is Star Huangzi. The Peacock Race, the Roc Race, and even the Righteous Alliance have come."
Cries of surprise came from the crowd.
Ji Mingxing, the bridegroom, dressed in a red robe, walked forward and clasped his hands. "Welcome, my three dear friends. Please come in and take a seat."
"Star Brother, when you get rich in the future, don't forget about the three of us. The four of us have sworn brothers and swore oaths to the Divine Phoenix."
The one speaking was the domineering Heavenly Roc Huangzi.
Everyone was flabbergasted by these words.
It was no wonder the Emperor valued Ji Mingxing so much. They hadn't expected Ji Mingxing to be sworn brothers with Kongming, Peng Yue, and Jia Tianfeng!
Things were getting interesting.
Fengming Wuliang chuckled inwardly. Ji Mingxing wasn't just the Holy Son of the Sacred Dynasty. His master was also the renowned Great Sun Realm Lord.
There would definitely be many people trying to curry favor with him. If he gave Ji Mingxing benefits, he would be giving benefits to the Great Sun Realm Lord.
How could he not understand such a simple logic?
Kongming, Peng Yue, and Jia Tianfeng entered the residence and sat in the front row, second only to the Great Sun Realm Lord and Fengming Wuliang.
Although they represented their own race, they were still juniors and couldn't sit side by side with the two seniors.
"Interesting, very interesting. Before the Dragon Phoenix Selection began, the changes in the capital were quite big.
Putting that trash Peng Yue aside, Kongming and Jia Tianfeng aren't to be trifled with. It seems like the Peacock Race and the Righteous Alliance aren't done yet.
Ling Xiao didn't intend to provoke them.
Of course, if the other party didn't have eyes and insisted on provoking him, he wouldn't mind crippling the two of them so that the Peacock Race and the Righteous Alliance's Jia Clan wouldn't have any successors.
"What's with that expression of yours? Are you not convinced? Someone like you isn't even fit to clean the shoes of those four young masters! "
Ling Xiao might have unintentionally revealed a disdainful smile, but it was discovered by a young man who was watching the commotion.
That person actually began to question him righteously.
Ling Xiao couldn't help but look at that person curiously. A mere Six Arts Heaven Realm cultivator was nothing more than an ant before him. He really didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.
"I'm not convinced?"
Ling Xiao smiled slightly and said, "You're right. I don't care about those four pieces of trash even if they were added together."
"Impudent! You actually dare to look down on those young masters. If I don't teach you a lesson today, I won't be able to take it anymore. "
He hadn't expected that Ling Xiao's words would agitate this indignant person and cause him to raise his hand and attack.
Ling Xiao only sneered and then lunged forward with killing intent.
Before he even attacked, that person vomited blood and collapsed to the ground, his limbs going limp.
"A piece of trash like you is only fit to worship those four trash."
Ling Xiao disdainfully glanced at the martial artist on the ground. He didn't even have the slightest interest in attacking.
This person was too weak and couldn't be compared to the current Wang Chong.
To bully such a person, he felt ashamed.
"Yes, yes, yes, I'm a trash, I'm a trash. I only ask that Grandfather spare my life."
That fellow who had been speaking righteously just a moment ago was now a coward to the point of being contemptible.
"Scram! Don't let me see you again, or else I'll kill you. "
Ling Xiao coldly barked.
"I'll scram! I'll immediately scram. "
The martial artist scrambled to escape into the crowd.
At that moment, a name suddenly surfaced in his mind: Ling Xiao.
"It can't be, right? Could it be that Ling Xiao really has to come back?"
Thinking of this fiendish god, he could not help shuddering. Being able to leave alive from Ling Xiao's hands, this was also considered a kind of luck.
In the streets, Ling Xiao was even rumored to be a temperamental demon. It was also no wonder that this person was so fearful.
This small matter did not affect Ling Xiao's mood.
He raised his head and looked at that 'Holy Son Manor' plaque, revealing a hint of a hideous grin.
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