The restaurant floated in midair, absorbing the clouds and absorbing the mist. Starlight sprinkled down, like a majestic heavenly palace towering in the cosmos.
When the middle-aged nun saw Ye Fan, a cold glint flashed in her eyes. Her mount had been killed by Ye Fan in front of everyone, and this was a great humiliation.
Ye Fan found a table and sat down with Rui Wei, not paying attention to those comments.
Many people noticed them, and all kinds of gazes swept over. He was a powerful character in the limelight, and he had left a deep impression on many people.
There were seven or eight people at the middle-aged nun's table, all of them outstanding and extraordinary characters. This was normal, as none of those who could step on the starry sky ancient path would be ordinary.
"One may know a person's face but not his heart. Some people are truly deranged, pretending to be killing saints to kill their opponents. Their actions are despicable and inhumane."
A young man at the middle-aged nun's table shook the wine cup in his hand, speaking calmly. Although his voice was not loud, it could be heard clearly.
He wore sky-blue treasured clothes and looked very young. His skin was fair, and his fingers were sparkling, reflecting the splendor of the jade cup, making him look delicate and refined.
"He is indeed a scum. In the struggle for supremacy on the emperor's road, if you have the strength, then fight. What kind of ability is there to use such shameless methods to plot against competitors?" Another girl spoke. She was born with a beautiful countenance, and her words were very sharp. Her red clothes were like fire, and she should have been charming and enchanting. However, at this moment, there was a kind of killing intent, full of callousness.
Rui Wei revealed a worried expression. She could naturally tell that the people at this table were targeting Ye Fan. Their words were obvious, slandering him in front of everyone.
"Brother Ye, let's go to another place," Rui Wei said softly.
Ye Fan shook his head and said, "Flies flying and dogs jumping, there is no need to pay attention to them."
This area of the imperial court immediately quieted down. Many people were paying attention, and the seven or eight people at the middle-aged nun's table all had cold expressions.
"You've already done it, yet you still don't dare to admit it. A mere scoundrel dares to be so arrogant here!" The red-clothed girl's brows furrowed into two swords, and her eyes shone with a cold light.
The middle-aged Daoist nun smiled and said, "Sister Hongliu, there's no need to be angry. We'll be entering the trial grounds tomorrow. Let's kill the rats and dogs and see whose harvest is greater."
"Little Sister Hong, don't let a person who can't see the light spoil your mood. Mountain Lord Junwei is here, let's not talk about a shameless person." The blue-clothed man said calmly. His tone was calm, but it was very targeted.
The middle-aged Daoist nun smiled and said, "Brother Lan Feng is right. We should go and welcome Mount Junwei."
Rui Wei's expression changed. These people were going too far, echoing each other and belittling Ye Fan. They were truly harboring evil intentions, and they deserved to be punished. He was truly afraid that Ye Fan would be angered and disregard everything, unleashing a massacre here. That would be terrible, and there would definitely be a great disaster.
It was clear that the middle-aged Daoist nun, Hong Liu, and lue Maple were all waiting for them to erupt, and then rebuke them on the basis of 'reason'.
Ye Fan was very calm. He raised his cup and lightly clinked it with Rui Wei's. He said, "There are all kinds of people in the human world. There are all kinds of people. Why bother with them? Just treat it as a dog barking."
"Swoosh!"
Numerous gazes shot over like sharp swords, making the atmosphere even more tense and chilly. Everyone had a premonition that a huge collision was about to take place.
The number of people talking in the Imperial Court decreased by a lot, and they all focused their attention. Even the Young Master in Embroidered Gown, the dhuta with the golden band, and the six or seven other seed-level masters at the other tables indifferently glanced over.
The middle-aged Daoist nun revealed a mocking smile. The killing intent in Hong Liu's eyes became even more intense. lue Maple was very cold. He stared at Ye Fan for a while, and a murderous aura pervaded the air from their table.
Ye Fan naturally knew that they were the middle-aged Daoist nun's allies. Together, they were very powerful and couldn't be ignored. It seemed that she had spent a lot of effort to provoke and rope in a group of people.
"Mount Junwei has arrived." A group of people ascended the Imperial Court in the sky.
Five people walked in. The one in the middle walked with a majestic gait. He wore a purple gold crown and qilin armor. He was handsome and extraordinary, and he brought with him a wave of pressure. It was as if a divine mountain was pressing down, as if a divine king had descended upon the world.
"Brother Junwei, this way please." The elegant lue Maple in blue smiled and stood up to welcome him.
The middle-aged Daoist nun also came in with a horsetail whisk in her hand. She invited him seriously with a trace of respect, which was very different from the coldness she showed to Ye Fan. At this moment, she was full of smiles and greeted him with the etiquette of Daoism. She said, "Mount Junwei's name has shaken the starry ancient road. You single-handedly passed through the ninety-nine heavenly passes and walked one of the most difficult paths of training. You are truly a heaven-sent genius!"
Hong Liu and the others also smiled and came forward. They treated this person seriously and didn't dare to show the slightest bit of disrespect. They were like stars surrounding the moon as they led him to his table.
In the Imperial Court, everyone else revealed a surprised expression. Many people had heard of this Mount Junwei. It was said that he came from an ancient starfield. There were many people who went to visit him these past few days. It seemed that he was a feudal lord among the 437 challengers.
This was definitely a front-row character. He wasn't any weaker than the eight or nine cultivators who occupied a table. Many people feared him and thought highly of him.
"Mount Junwei came from an academy in an ancient starfield. What he learned is terrifying. He has most likely become a saint."
"His essence energy is restrained and doesn't leak out at all. The difficulty level is low, but to be able to pass the ninety-nine heavenly passes, he must have transcended mortality and entered sainthood!"
This was everyone's evaluation. They thought highly of this person and felt fear in their hearts. He wanted to walk the emperor's path. This was definitely a powerful contender.
Mount Junwei had a pair of purple eyes and a golden crown to tie up his hair. He had the bearing of a dragon and tiger. Just sitting there, he gave off an invisible sense of dignity.
"Just now, I heard you guys talking about assassins. Did you really find any clues?" He spoke calmly. His purple eyes were as deep as the sea.
"It's just a small fry, not worth mentioning. Let him be complacent for a night. Tomorrow, he will be exposed in the training field," the middle-aged Daoist nun said indifferently.
"Look, isn't it him? He secretly hunts his fellow daoists. His crimes are unpardonable. I feel like tomorrow, we should all rise up and punish him!" Hong Liu pouted and even pointed at Ye Fan. This time, she didn't hide anything and directly targeted him.
"Right, this kind of person is too despicable. He secretly kills his competitors and is narrow-minded. If he is allowed to live, who knows how many more people will be harmed. We should eliminate him together!" The others at this table agreed.
Many people in the Imperial Court revealed strange expressions. They looked towards Ye Fan and the middle-aged Daoist nun and the others. They all began to whisper among themselves.
"A group of things that don't know life from death!" Ye Fan drank a cup of wine and swept his eyes over in that direction. His gaze was indifferent and emotionless.
In that instant, the Imperial Court became extremely quiet. This was a conflict that couldn't be resolved. Even if they didn't fight now, there would definitely be a bitter battle in the training field tomorrow.
"Who are you talking about?" There were people standing at the middle-aged Daoist nun's side. Moreover, there were five or six of them at once. They looked over coldly and used their power to oppress others. It was as if they wanted to massacre this place.
Everyone thought that Ye Fan would be cold and mocking, but they never expected him to be so direct. "I am talking about you flies and dogs."
"Who do you think you are? Just a despicable person that can't see the light. Do you dare fight against me? I will take your head within a hundred moves!" One person stepped out and spoke sinisterly. It was clear that this was just a 'spear' that stuck out to test and provoke Ye Fan.
"The assassination has nothing to do with me. If you insist on splashing dirty water on me, I don't mind acting as a killing saint." Ye Fan gave him a look of disdain and said, "Also, if you want to fight against me, you are still not worthy. Why would I need a hundred moves? A single blade is enough to cut you down!"
When Ye Fan spoke these words, each and every word was resounding and ear-splitting. There was a wave of tyrannical blood energy that covered the sky and covered the earth. This person's face became snow white, as if he saw a rain of blood pouring down on the world.
"You!"
His heart was stifled with discomfort. He kicked away his chair and couldn't help but walk out. He actually wanted to brandish his sword at Ye Fan.
Swoosh!
A streak of light flashed past. Ye Fan's back was facing him. Without even turning his head, he spilled a cup of wine and sent him flying with a peng sound. Blood sprayed out from his mouth and he fell straight into a corner as if he had suffered a heavy blow.
Many people's expressions changed. It was just a cup of wine, yet he sent an expert flying. His methods were astonishing and made many cultivators feel restraining fear.
"You are truly domineering and domineering. Making a big fuss in the human race's number one city and ignoring the city's rules is one thing. With such actions, you are arrogant and egotistical. Do you want to become enemies with all cultivators? "The middle-aged Daoist nun sneered.
"This is clearly a grudge between you and me, so why drag in so many innocent people? Slandering me as the Killing Saint and inciting so many people to deal with me, don't you think it's despicable?" Ye Fan looked at her, his eyes deep with divine light. Every word he spoke was like a sword cry, shaking everyone's ears until weng weng sounds rang out. "Do everything you can to invite people. Tomorrow, no matter how many people come, I will receive them all!"
If you use dark tricks, I will cut them down with a sword of light. This was Ye Fan's killing intent. In the end, it was nothing more than a battle.
In that instant, the imperial court became extremely cold, the coldness penetrating into the bone. Both sides were ready to fight, and it seemed like a great battle was about to break out even before entering the training grounds.
Suddenly, cries of alarm sounded. Savage beasts roared as if something abnormal had happened.
A few cultivators rode on strange birds and ancient beasts into the city, so there were naturally places outside the imperial court to take care of these mounts. Right now, a great chaos had broken out.
The roars of savage beasts transmitted over. The sound was extremely loud, making the expressions of many people at the middle-aged Daoist nun's table change. They stood up and rushed outside.
Outside the imperial court, it was a mess. Shouts could be heard.
"Whose horse is this, acting so viciously here?" A flustered and exasperated voice transmitted over.
Ye Fan and Rui Wei gave each other a look, and then they walked out. They saw that the place where mounts were taken care of was in an excessively chaotic state. Birds and beasts roared continuously.
"This one doesn't eat grass and only eats meat. It was these two beasts that provoked me, so I had no choice but to roast them!" Longma's arrogant voice transmitted over.
The middle-aged Daoist nun, Lan Feng, Hong Liu, and the others all had cold expressions. Two of them even had ashen faces. Their mounts were on the verge of death, currently being roasted over a fire.
The imperial court's master had a bitter expression. He brought over some spiritual herbs, but in the end, Longma completely ignored them. On the side, a peacock and a Golden Hou ridiculed him, their words harsh and rather disrespectful. It was because they knew that their master was going to target the Scarlet Scaled Horse's master.
The result was extremely lamentable. Longma was just a hooligan. He kicked them three times on the spot, kicking the powerful peacock and Golden Hou until their eyes rolled back and they fainted. He directly plucked out all of their feathers and used scarlet flames to refine them. At this moment, the fragrance of meat wafted through the air.
"This … What is going on? How can a horse be so unbridled?! "The middle-aged Daoist nun and the others questioned coldly.
"What are you looking at? You're just making a fuss out of ignorance. Have you never seen such a handsome, meat-eating horse before?" Longma choked.
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