Chapter 2577
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"Huh? Huh?"
Mo Xie was rather displeased and gave him a sidelong glance. "Who told you that Brother Ning only got a silver plate?"
"Oh? If it's not a silver medal, is it a gold medal? " The man did a double take before laughing coldly, although there was a hint of wariness in his eyes. If Ning Qi really did get a gold plate, then his background was not to be underestimated. His clan certainly could not compare to Ning Qi's, but with so many people present and Mo Xie talking to him in such a manner …
He naturally had to retort or he would lose face.
"You'll know when you see."
The White Emperor smiled.
The other Heavenly Immortals at the table looked at Ning Qi in surprise when they heard him, only to find that he kept going up. Someone would check his plate along the way, but they could not see if he was holding a silver or gold plate because his back was facing them.
Soon, however, Ning Qi had passed the area where Golden Immortals were seated and reached the twenty-fourth floor where only Golden Immortals of Grand Luo were seated!
This time, the rest of the Celestial Immortals at Emperor Bai's table turned pale. They secretly guessed Ning Qi's background. To be able to sit in that area with the cultivation of a Celestial Immortal, his background must not be simple.
"Gentlemen, may I know which sect or clan this brother is from on the Ancestral Star? To be able to sit with a Grand Luo, he must not be weaker than the Dong Family here? "
The Heavenly Immortal who first mocked Ning Qi asked humbly with a smile on his face.
Though he had mocked Ning Qi, there was actually no grudge between them. Now that he saw that Ning Qi's background was extraordinary, he naturally did not want to further offend Ning Qi and Mo Xie.
"Who said that Brother Ning would only sit with a Grand Luo?"
Mo Xie pursed his lips.
The Heavenly Immortal and the others did a double take. Who else would he sit with if not a Grand Luo on the twenty-fourth floor? Their gazes unwittingly focused on Ning Qi again, wanting to see where he was seated.
The twenty-fourth to thirtieth floors were all reserved for Grand Luo. Unlike the lower levels, there were not many Grand Luo seated, but it was not that few either. After all, three thousand of the three thousand young boys and girls Zuoqiu Immortal Lord had brought were present, along with the Grand Luo brought by the other Immortal Lords, sects, and clans of every continent in the homeworld.
There were at least forty thousand Grand Luo who had come from other immortal realms.
There were already no less than twenty thousand Grand Luo in their seats.
Ning Qi's appearance attracted the attention of many Grand Luo. While they were guessing his identity and origins, they were not all that surprised.
That was because there were dozens of geniuses who were also Celestial Immortals like Ning Qi sitting here, so Ning Qi was not considered to be a crane among chickens. However, when Ning Qi reached the thirtieth floor, the eyes of many Grand Luo twitched. Dozens of Heavenly Immortals who looked rather prideful could not help but look at Ning Qi in surprise. While they could sit with Grand Luo, they were only seated on the twenty-fourth floor.
Ning Qi had already reached the thirtieth floor. Didn't this mean that Ning Qi's status was higher than theirs?
"Whose disciple is that?"
"This person looks very unfamiliar. Could he be a disciple of some Immortal Monarch?"
"It's possible …"
There was a table on the thirtieth floor that was filled with Grand Luo of the Dong Family. Dong Jingyan and the middle-aged beauty beside him had their eyes on Ning Qi the moment he appeared. Their gazes were very calm, as if they were looking at an ordinary person, and not at all like they were looking at an enemy who had killed their son. Ning Qi's gaze turned and saw Dong Jingyan. He had learned his father's name from the White Emperor and the others after Dong Kun's death, which was why he could not help but feel a little worried when he noticed that Dong Jingyan was looking at him rather strangely. Then, just when everyone thought that Ning Qi was going to find a seat …
When he came down, Ning Qi continued walking up the white jade staircase. It was the thirty-first floor where only Mystic Immortals could sit!
"He got a jade plate?"
"Where did that kid come from? How did he get to the thirty-first floor?"
"Looks like he really is a personal disciple of some Immortal Monarch. How else would a mere Heavenly Immortal be seated with a Mystic Immortal?"
Almost all the Grand Luo seated from the twenty-fourth to the thirtieth floor were shocked, including the dozens of Heavenly Immortal prodigies who could only sit there because of their family or sect connections. Only Dong Jingyan and the middle-aged beauty beside him remained unfazed, as if they already knew about it.
"Hiss …"
The Heavenly Immortals at the table where Mo Xie and the others were seated all gasped. The Heavenly Immortal who had mocked Ning Qi before had a look of horror on his face. Damn it, just what kind of being did he mock? How could a Heavenly Immortal be seated on the thirty-first floor?
The 31st level was only two levels away from the 33rd level, and every single person capable of sitting on this level was a Mysterious Immortal Realm expert. Even if it was the disciples of the three great clans of Emperor Emperor City or other sects that possessed a Primordial True Immortal, it was impossible for them to obtain such an honor!
"Th-three brothers, is that the personal disciple of an Immortal Monarch?"
The Heavenly Immortal who had mocked Ning Qi before looked at Mo Xie and the others with a somewhat fawning look.
"Now you're scared?"
Mo Xie sneered.
"I'm scared, I'm scared."
The other party blushed with shame. At a time like this, face and whatnot no longer mattered. Ning Qi could go to the thirty-first floor, and not even the patriarch of his clan could sit that high!
They were not the only ones who noticed this. The Human Immortals, Earth Immortals, and other existences sitting at the bottom also had a very interesting look on their faces when they saw Ning Qi reach the thirty-first floor.
"Is that Senior Brother Ning?"
"Mystic Sword Sect's Ning Beixuan?"
"That seems to be him …"
Those who had been sent here from the Ancestral Star by the Reincarnation Formation gaped as they watched Ning Qi ascend to the thirty-first floor. There were at least five hundred thousand Immortals sent here, but only less than a tenth of them showed up in Ancestral Emperor City, which was around forty to fifty thousand people. They would not miss such a big event like Immortal Monarch Shengong's daughter getting married. They thought that this place was an illusion, so they thought that there might be something hidden in today's grand ceremony.
Something fortuitous.
"Senior Brother Ning is indeed the number one genius of the Ancestral Star. He is doing so well even in this illusion …"
Hao Shuai, who was wearing a red dudou, stared blankly at Ning Qi and mumbled to himself. He only learned today that Ning Qi was also in Ancestral Emperor City. He had arrived earlier, and after he sat down, the other geniuses who wanted to sit with him chose other tables when they saw him wearing a red dudou. Only those geniuses who were sent here by the Reincarnation Formation and were familiar with Hao Shuai ignored the strange looks from the others and sat with him.
Otherwise, the awkward scene of Hao Shuai sitting alone at a table might happen.
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