Beside him sat a green-clothed youth, about seventeen or eighteen years old. He had delicate features and looked like a youth.
However, his temperament was very calm. When he heard the older generation talk about him, his expression did not change at all. He was like a silent sword.
Ling Chen smiled gently and glanced at the silent youth. He ignored him, but he felt it was unfortunate. This youth's talent was only slightly inferior to Chu Chaoyun's.
At a tea table at the back, Duanmuqing's cold and beautiful face was expressionless. He was looking at the Heavenly Saber Pavilion tea table in front, searching for something.
When Ji Changkong saw Duanmuqing's gaze, he smiled gently and said, "Miss Duanmu, who are you looking for?"
Duanmuqing withdrew her gaze and said indifferently, "Are you still not clear who I am looking for?"
Hua Yunfei, who was at the side, took over the conversation and said, "It seems like that person has not arrived yet. I did not see him make a move the last time. Who knows, we might be able to confirm his identity this time."
In the past year, many outer disciples of the noble clans had died a violent death; someone had chopped off their heads.
It was clear that someone had taken them to the Flying Snow Mountain Manor to claim the bounty. To these noble clans, it was not a serious matter. However, it caused the noble clans to lose a lot of their prestige.
Furthermore, after more than a year, the noble clans had not even found a trace of Xiao Chen. They were a joke to the world.
Duanmuqing said sullenly, "Everyone should have no doubts about the agreement we made before we came, right?"
A murderous intent flashed in Hua Yunfei's eyes. He said fiercely, "Don't worry, this fellow killed several elders of my clan. If we can confirm it, I, Hua Yunfei, will be the first to step forward."
Ji Changkong's gaze was calm as he said indifferently, "He killed my uncle. Mother already gave me the order to kill him."
Chu Chaoyun, who was at the very front, saw all this. There was a look of mockery in the depths of his eyes. However, he hid it very well; almost no one noticed it.
At the tea table beside the Misty Sword Sect, Mu Chengxue gently held his teacup. Occasionally, he would glance at the empty tea table on the left. That was the tea table reserved for Qingyun Peak.
Beside him, Mu Yanxue and Shi Feng sat quietly. In order to be closer to the people from the sacred grounds, Shi Feng didn't choose the Shi family's table this time. Instead, he wanted to bask in the glory of the Night Spirit Palace, so he sat at the second table on the right.
"Eldest Senior Brother, it seems that fellow hasn't come out yet. You promised to teach him a lesson on my behalf. You won't go back on your word, will you?" Shi Feng said with a gloomy expression.
Mu Chengxue smiled faintly. The copper mirror in the depths of his eyes spun continuously. He placed the teacup on the table and said, "Don't worry. You gave me a thousand Medial Grade Spirit Stones. I will not take your things for nothing."
The leader of the Night Spirit Palace this time was the First Elder of the sect. He sat at the very front of the tea table. When he heard Mu Chengxue's words, he frowned slightly and said, "Chengxue, whether the Night Spirit Palace can form a connection with the Holy Land or not depends on you and Mu Yanxue. Don't spoil the important matter because of your personal grudges."
Mu Chengxue replied respectfully, "First Elder is right. However, I will help Junior Brother Shi as well. I will help him vent his anger and let the people of the Heavenly Saber Pavilion know that the people of our Night Spirit Palace are not so easily bullied."
The First Elder nodded and said, "I heard about Shi Feng's matter as well. He has indeed tarnished the reputation of the Night Spirit Palace. It would be good for you to teach this person a lesson."
--- On the streets of the Heaven Viewing Platform, Xiao Chen, who was bravely advancing through the crowd, did not know that before he appeared, he had already attracted the attention of countless people.
Liu Ruyue looked at the crowd and said, "Ye Chen, there are too many people. This is a waste of time. Let's work together to open a path."
Xiao Chen already had this intention long ago. The crowd was so crowded that it made him feel frustrated.
The two of them immediately released their energy and formed a cone-shaped shockwave. The two ferocious energies merged together and immediately opened a wide path through the crowd.
The group ignored the curses of the people around them and increased their speed by several times.
Liu Suifeng smiled and said, "We should have done this long ago. When Ye Chen and I fight for Qingyun Peak and perform well, we will go to the Elders' Assembly to request a flying warship. In the future, we will not have to be so annoying."
Ten minutes later, the group of six finally arrived at the gates of the drill grounds. Liu Ruyue handed over her golden identity token.
After Liu Ruyue handed over her golden identity token, the disciples outside immediately led the six to a secret path. They did not lead them to the spectator stands like the others.
The exit of the secret path was actually behind the platform. That disciple said respectfully, "Martial Aunt Liu, let's go up quickly. The elders have been waiting for a long time already."
After Liu Ruyue expressed her thanks, she led the five of them to the limestone steps of the platform. Before they reached the platform, Xiao Chen could feel strong auras. There were even a few that he was familiar with.
After climbing the long flight of stairs, the group finally arrived at the top. Xiao Chen immediately felt countless gazes filled with ill intent directed at him.
Xiao Chen looked down and remained calm. He ignored all these gazes.
"Ruyue is late. First Elder, please forgive me," Liu Ruyue said to Jiang Chi, who was on the platform, with a cupped-fist salute.
Jiang Chi smiled gently and said, "You are not late. The people from the Holy Land have not arrived yet. Take a seat first. I am filled with anticipation for Ye Chen."
After everyone sat down, servants immediately placed some snacks and fruits on the table. Then, they filled the teacups with water.
When Xiao Chen saw the figure of the Biyun Peak's Peak Master, Song Que, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He gave Song Que a deep look before withdrawing his gaze.
Now was not the time to deal with this person. Without an elder's guarantee, if he killed this person, he would offend the entire Heavenly Saber Pavilion.
Song Que, who had his back to Xiao Chen, felt like someone had used a sharp knife to carve his back. It was incomparably painful.
"It must be that brat's killing intent. To think it is so horrifying." Song Que clenched his remaining fist tightly. His heart was filled with hatred.
When Xiao Chen walked onto the platform, the delicate youth beside Feng Xuanyi raised his eyebrows slightly. A sharp gleam appeared in his calm eyes. He could not help but release his sword intent.
"What's going on? I can't control my sword intent." The youth was shocked. He looked at Xiao Chen with caution.
Sword intent would only react like this when it felt danger or a strong killing intent, protecting its master from danger.
However, the youth did not feel any killing intent from Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen was dressed in white robes and had a calm expression. There were no fluctuations in his emotions at all.
The youth frowned slightly. He could not figure it out no matter how he thought about it. So he whispered into Feng Xuanyi's ear.
When Feng Xuanyi heard this, he felt it was strange as well. He looked at Xiao Chen with a deep gaze. It was like a sharp sword tearing through space, trying to see through Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen moved his Spiritual Sense and immediately felt a strong Mental Energy sweep past him. The strong Spiritual Sense turned into a sharp blade and sliced through this Mental Energy.
After that, he quickly formed a protective barrier around his body, preventing the other party's Mental Energy from probing him again. At the same time, he extended his Spiritual Sense along with the other party's Mental Energy, trying to find out who was spying on him.
This series of actions happened in the time it took for a spark to fly. Xiao Chen only needed a thought to complete it; it was shockingly fast.
However, the other party had abandoned this strand of Mental Energy, making it impossible for him to track it. After Xiao Chen's Spiritual Sense scanned the air once, he could only return helplessly. However, he maintained the protective barrier formed by his Spiritual Sense.
As Xiao Chen looked at the crowd, he felt somewhat suspicious. Who exactly was it that was spying on him?
That strong Mental Energy from earlier was on a completely different level compared to a regular Martial King. Only a half-step Martial Monarch or a Martial Monarch would have such an ability.
Half-step Martial Monarchs and Martial Monarchs were not people that Xiao Chen could afford to offend. Even if he found them, it would be useless.
I'll just keep an eye on them. Thinking of this, Xiao Chen withdrew his gaze and ignored them.
On the other side, when Feng Xuanyi saw Xiao Chen's reaction speed and his strong Mental Energy, he was shocked speechless.
He had not expected Xiao Chen to react so quickly. However, he finally understood why his grandson's sword intent had erupted uncontrollably.
"Feng Cen, when you meet this person later, be careful. This person is hiding an extremely strong state of massacre. Your will of the sword has already reached Small Perfection. You can feel a threat from him, which is why you automatically protected yourself."
Feng Xuanyi projected his voice and told Feng Cen everything he saw. Originally, he had intended to observe a little more.
Who knew, Xiao Chen's reaction was too fast. Furthermore, his Mental Energy was strangely strong. Feng Xuanyi only managed to see something related to the state of massacre.
While waiting for the people from the Holy Land to arrive, the crowd at the tea table started chatting. After all, there were so many geniuses.
Normally, it was rare for them to gather together and discuss the problems of Martial Cultivation. This would be beneficial to everyone.
About an hour later, a red sun suddenly appeared in the clouds ten thousand meters high in the sky.
When the crowd looked up carefully, they discovered that it was not a real sun. Instead, it was a huge, fiery-red bird connected from head to tail.
Every feather carried a scarlet flame. It was blazing and boundlessly resplendent. With one glance, it looked like another sun.
The air in the drill grounds immediately turned scorching hot. It was like all the air had been burned dry, making breathing difficult.
"Chi!"
A melodious phoenix cry resounded. The Vermilion Bird spread its wings and soared. Instantly, the might of an ancient Holy Beast spread throughout the drill grounds.
Many experts felt a wave of pressure. The Martial Spirits in their bodies stirred restlessly. They felt an instinctive fear from the depths of their hearts.
Their Essence became chaotic, rampaging through their bodies uncontrollably. Their meridians ached dully.
The cultivators quickly suppressed the chaotic Essence in their bodies and stabilized their minds, controlling their restless Martial Spirits.
"Hu!"
The fiery-red Vermilion Bird gently flapped its wings and withdrew its Divine Might. The crowd immediately felt the pressure on them lessen. All the discomfort they felt vanished, and they felt much more relaxed.
"This is the Holy Beast Vermilion Bird. What a horrifying pressure! Fortunately, it only lasted for an instant. Otherwise, I would not be able to suppress my Martial Spirit any longer."
"Even before the battle, my Essence is in chaos, and my Martial Spirit is already out of control. If I clash with the people from the Holy Land, I will probably be defeated in one move."
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