Chapter 33
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The rooms on the third floor were more than twice as wide as the rooms on the second floor. There were a total of four rooms with floor-to-ceiling windows. The hanging pearls were as big as pigeon eggs. When the pearls swayed slightly, it looked like the Milky Way.
It was dark behind the four windows. Apparently, no one was there.
Eighth Marquis was only arranged to stay on the second floor, so who were the four rooms on the third floor prepared for?
While Gu Xijiu was guessing, Rong Che's voice came from behind. He seemed to have guessed her doubts, "The rooms on the second floor are prepared for the princes and princes of the royal family. The third floor is prepared for the emperor and the elders of the three major sects."
Gu Xijiu was shocked. She had heard of the three major sects before.
In this continent where martial arts were respected, the Emperor was not the only ruler. At the very least, the Sect Masters of the three major sects were comparable to the Emperor in terms of status.
The three major sects were the Tianwen clan, the Jiuxing clan, and the Yin Yang clan.
These three great sects were scattered in three different countries, and each sect had tens of thousands of disciples. Although their cultivation methods were different, each sect's martial arts were earth-shattering, and even ghosts and gods would weep.
All the profound Kung Fu on this continent could only be practiced by the three major sects. Within the three countries, be it the nobles or the commoners, it was an honor to be able to be a disciple of the three major sects.
Although the three major sects recruited new disciples every year, they had always been very strict. They would not accept those who did not possess a high-grade spiritual root. They would also have to go through countless tests.
Every year, only a dozen people could be admitted into the three major sects.
Any direct disciple of the three major sects would receive a grand reception, let alone the overlord.
No matter which country they went to, they would receive the same treatment as the emperor.
The overlords of the three major sects were like gods. They would not come down easily.
Usually, they would send their chief disciple to attend every important event. These disciples were all elders and above in their respective sects. They would also carry the token of the overlord, as if the overlord was there personally. Of course, every country would receive them with a grand reception.
Every country had set up a special hostel and restaurant for them. They even had their own seats in the auction house.
Gu Xijiu looked up at the third floor and sighed. With her current status, she was only qualified to sit at the end of the hall. It was only two floors away from the third floor, but the difference was like heaven and earth.
It seemed that the suzerains here were equivalent to the popes of foreign countries in her era. They seemed to be on an equal footing with the emperor, but their power and prestige were much greater than the emperor's.
"Little brother, what do you want to buy here?" Rong Che was brewing tea with his own hands. His movements were as smooth and leisurely as the floating clouds and flowing water. Every move he made had the charm and grace of a Wei-Jin aristocrat.
Gu Xijiu glanced at him. She had read a lot of books and could tell that Rong Che was also an expert in the tea ceremony. Perhaps, he was even better than her ex-boyfriend, Long Xi.
Her eyes darkened. That person was not worth remembering!
Suppressing the inexplicable irritation in her heart, she yawned and said, "I'm just here to look around and broaden my horizons."
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