Before the entrance of the Palace of the Ruler of Gods.
The lady in green was staring blankly and her face was pale.
But at this moment, nobody noticed her abnormality.
Ling Xian grinned, "I didn't think you would be from the Palace of the Ruler of Gods."
"What about you? What are you doing here?" Hua Yueyan asked.
"Under the orders of the ruler, I am here to celebrate King Luo's birthday. But …"
The corner of Ling Xian's lips curled up as he glanced at the lady in green kneeling on the ground, "Someone said I am not qualified and won't let me in."
Hearing this, Hua Yueyan frowned. She quickly guessed what happened. Then, she shifted her gaze towards the lady, her expression cold.
Though she hated Ling Xian a lot, no matter what, she owed him for saving her life. Plus, she knew his identity. He was someone highly valued by Xiang Jiuchen. Why wouldn't he have the right to enter?
Therefore, Hua Yueyan sneered, "Lu Xiu, you dare to stop the messenger of the Pavilion of Three Lives? Are you making enemies for my Master?"
At those words, Lu Xiu's body began to shake. She said fearfully, "No, no, I don't dare. He doesn't have a token. Don't blame me."
"Does he need a token?" Hua Yueyan's eyes turned cold. Without another word, she slapped Lu Xiu's face.
Slap!
After a crisp sound, Lu Xiu froze where she stood as if she was struck by lightning.
Humiliation and hatred appeared in her eyes, but they disappeared in the next instant. Instead, they were replaced by fear and unease.
"I asked you a question."
Hua Yueyan's expression was cold, "Now tell me, does he need a token?"
At those words, Lu Xiu's body shook and she shook her head in a hurry, "No, no, no, no need."
"Very good."
Hua Yueyan glared at Lu Xiu, "Get over there and apologize."
Hearing this, Lu Xiu was a little startled. Then, she felt humiliated.
There was no way she would mock Ling Xian and say he didn't have the right to enter. Yet now, she was being forced to apologize. How could she not feel humiliated?
Yet she could only obey and could not resist.
Hua Yueyan was King Luo's disciple. Her status was much higher than hers. One word from Hua Yueyan and she would die for sure.
In this way, no matter how humiliated she was, no matter how unwilling she was, she had to obey!
"Hurry up! If you dawdle any longer, I'll expel you from the Godking Palace!" Hua Yueyan said coldly.
"Yes, yes, yes. I'll go now."
Lu Xiu suppressed the humiliation she felt and walked before Ling Xian. She bowed down to him, "I was wrong. Please forgive me and forgive me."
Hearing this, Ling Xian smiled. He didn't think that within seconds, such a dramatic scene would happen.
This made him shake his head and laugh, but he also sighed with emotion.
"Ling Xian, if you don't accept her apology, I will kick her out of the King of Deities' Palace," Hua Yueyan said, "Her future is in your hands."
Lu Xiu became even more terrified when she heard this, and her eyes were filled with pleading.
"Forget it, this matter is over."
Ling Xian waved his hand, making Lu Xiu feel like she was pardoned. At the same time, she felt bitter.
Before, because of the Ruler of Gods' Palace, she didn't think much of Ling Xian. But at this moment, her fate was in his hands. How could she not feel bitter under such a huge disparity?
"Hmmph, next time, remember not to look down on me."
Hua Yueyan hissed and shifted her gaze towards Ling Xian. She revealed a smile, "Let's go, I will take you in."
"Okay."
Ling Xian nodded softly. Without looking at Lu Xiu, he followed behind Hua Yueyan.
To him, Lu Xiu was merely a passerby. She was a nobody who didn't even have the right to be in his memory.
When he and Hua Yueyan walked into the palace, they felt countless gazes fixated on them.
"A cultivator of the Dao Choosing Realm who came alone? Interesting. "
"He's probably a messenger sent by some political force. But this is a little rude. Who does King Luo think he is? Who do we think we are? How can he send a cultivator of the Dao Choosing Realm? "
"That's right. How can a mere cultivator of the fifth level be on the same level as me?"
Inside the palace, all the Holy Leaders chimed in. Though their tones were calm, they revealed their natural arrogance. Their words also expressed their own thoughts.
It was obvious that most of them looked down on Ling Xian and didn't think he deserved to be on the same level as them.
After all, they were all Holy Leaders. Whether it was in terms of status or capabilities, they were all top notch. Therefore, they felt like they were lowering their status by sitting with a cultivator of the fifth level.
Ling Xian pretended not to see this.
In terms of cultivation and status, he truly was not as good as these Holy Leaders. However, this didn't mean he didn't have the right to sit.
Plus, even if he wasn't as good now, one day, he will become a Holy Leader!
"Ling Xian, ignore them. They are a bunch of arrogant people who think everyone has no right."
Hua Yueyan mumbled and led Ling Xian to a table, "Sit here and wait for a while. My Master will be out soon."
"I know. If you have something to do, then go." Ling Xian smiled, indicating that he was fine.
"Okay, I will be back in a bit." Hua Yueyan smiled like a flower and left.
Seeing this, Ling Xian shifted his gaze towards the palace. This place was not luxurious nor was it grand. Instead, it gave off the feeling that it had been through the baptism of time.
There were nine round tables in the main hall, arranged in a vertical line. They were already filled with people, and only two tables were empty.
One was the table at the very front, which was obviously reserved for King Luo and those with the highest status. The other was Ling Xian's table, which was at the very bottom.
It was obvious that the nine tables were arranged according to status. The last table, without a doubt, represented the lowest status. At least out of everyone here, it had the lowest status.
Therefore, other than Ling Xian, no one else was sitting at the last table.
After all, nobody wanted to admit their status was low.
"So they are sitting according to status. So, I am the lowest?" Ling Xian shook his head and didn't care at all.
Nobility comes from the soul.
With his pride, why would he be low?
Therefore, Ling Xian didn't care and was happy with the silence. He tasted the wine as he quietly waited for the legendary woman.
All the Holy Leaders were the same.
They were either drinking by themselves or chatting. Without exception, they all had high expectations on their faces.
King Luo's status was highly respected and extremely mysterious. Even among other Holy Sovereigns, there weren't many who had seen her before. Therefore, everyone was filled with anticipation.
Just like that, time passed by little by little.
Half an hour later, a crisp voice arose, attracting everyone's gaze.
"King Luo has arrived!"
Just then, three beautiful women appeared outside the palace. Every single one of them had exquisite facial features and a beautiful face. They were all rare beauties.
They marched forward in quick steps, and in an instant, flower petals rained down like a dream.
Amidst the rain of petals, a beautiful silhouette descended. She was noble, holy, and out of the world.
Instantly, the three women lost their colors and were outshone by this beautiful silhouette.
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