Three days passed by in the blink of an eye. The banquet was held at night, so Lin Muyu did not go there early. Instead, he cultivated the Imperial Sword Technique in the courtyard of his residence in the Sacred Hall.
The flames in the Prairie Fire Sword were faintly discernible. The body of the sword was suspended in the air, controlled by an invisible force.
Lin Muyu stood a few meters in front of the longsword. She closed her eyes and slowly opened her right palm to sense the lightning elemental energy in the air. The tiny and violent lightning elemental energy gathered into strands of purple lightning energy that swam between her fingers like a group of naughty children. Lin Muyu could not help but laugh at the sight of it.
His compatibility with the laws of lightning was becoming more and more perfect. Among the four types of Imperial Sword Technique, he seemed to be the most adept at using lightning. Very few people could withstand a lightning strike. However, he had never displayed the power of the Imperial Sword Technique and the True Dragon Essence Fire in the Sacred Hall. Just like what Lei Hong had said, in this world, one must learn to 'hide one's edge'. Otherwise, the tallest tree in the forest would be destroyed by the wind.
As his cultivation increased, the defensive power of the Martial Soul Gourd alone was enough for him to look down on everyone in the Sacred Hall. He could even fight against a Gold Star instructor like Ouyang Qiu without being at a disadvantage. It was also because of his existence that the status of the Sacred Hall's Sparring Partners had risen a lot. It could be seen from the attitude of the servants and guards towards the Sparring Partners.
After all, the position of the Sparring Partners in the Sacred Hall was' punching bags'. However, the appearance of Lin Muyu covered this' punching bag 'with a layer of armor and thorns. His appearance made the group of instructors no longer look down on the Sparring Partners. The group of instructors led by Zhang Wei had even treated the Gold Star Sparring Partner Lin Muyu as a good teacher and helpful friend.
…
"Knock knock …"
There was a knock on the door. A servant said respectfully, "Lord Lin Zhi, it's time. According to Princess Xi's instructions, it's time for you to set off for the Tingyu Tower. The coachman has already prepared a fine horse for you."
"Thank you!"
Lin Muyu opened his eyes. The divine light in his eyes disappeared, and a smile appeared on his handsome face. He looked harmless, as if he had returned to the playful and scolding kid.
Carrying the Burning Prairie Sword on his back, he went out. As expected, there were more than a hundred fine horses in the riding training grounds of the Holy Sanctum. Usually, they were only provided to instructors and sparring masters to practice riding skills. Today, due to his relationship with Tang Xiaoxi, there was actually a horse for him to use. Immediately, Lin Muyu felt as if he had soared through the ranks and was using the public transport.
He mounted the horse and performed an imperial military salute to the coachman, smiling respectfully. "Thank you, I'll be back on time to send the horse back. Please don't worry."
The coachman was flattered and hurriedly said, "What are you talking about, Sir? Please feel free to use them. Deacon Ge Yang has instructed that all Gold Star instructors and Gold Star Sparring Masters can choose their favorite warhorses from the stable. You don't have to be so polite."
"Yes, thank you very much."
Lin Muyu smiled and slowly spurred the horse forward. The coachman stood there in a daze. He could not imagine that a Gold Star Sparring Master from the Holy Sanctum would treat him so respectfully. After all, the disparity in their statuses was too great.
However, Lin Muyu was already used to it. He came from a good family, the son of Long Xin Group's CEO cum chairman, Lin Shun. It could be said that he grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth. Lin Shun was a gentle and docile person, so Lin Muyu grew up to be a humble person. In the eyes of others, he was a second-generation rich kid, but those who really interacted with him knew that he had a good upbringing and was humble. Even when he was facing a waiter, he was still very respectful. There was an old saying that a person's upbringing depended on his attitude towards the waiter. This saying seemed to be reflected in Lin Muyu.
However, the coachman was someone from another world. Since he was young, he had been influenced by the concept of hierarchy. In his mind, Lin Muyu was a high and mighty Gold Star Sparring Master, a legendary "Lord". Lin Muyu's humility would only make the coachman feel fear.
…
As he passed by the side hall, someone called out to him, "Lin Zhi, don't be in such a hurry to leave!"
He turned around and saw Zhang Wei walking over with a white general's robe in his hands. He said, "You are a Gold Star Sparring Master from the Holy Sanctum. How can you wear such a shabby outfit to attend Princess Tang Xiaoxi's Last Eve Festival banquet? Come come come, the Grand Deacon asked me to give you this armor. All the Gold Star Sparring Masters of the Holy Sanctum wear this to meet the Emperor! "
"Oh?"
Lin Muyu was stunned and quickly got off the horse. She looked at the general's robe in Zhang Wei's hands. It was actually made up of silver chainmail and a white general's cloak. She looked at her own green robes and could not help but feel ashamed. After being in the Holy Sanctum for so long, she did not seem to pay attention to her image.
"Alright then, thank you, Sir Zhang Wei."
"You're welcome. Quickly change."
"Okay."
He entered the side hall and put on the Gold Star Sparring Master's uniform. When he walked out, Zhang Wei's eyes lit up and he could not help but clap. "That's amazing … Sir Lin Zhi, I, Zhang Wei, have never seen anyone who fits this general's robe better than you. If Princess Xi sees this, she will definitely look at you in a different light!"
Lin Muyu looked down and indeed felt that he looked exceptionally energetic and handsome after wearing this uniform. With the Gold Star Sparring Master badge pinned to his chest, it was simply perfect.
"Then I'll go to the banquet. Goodbye, Sir Zhang Wei."
"Go! Don't forget the helmet … "
…
This uniform actually came with a helmet. It was a silver-grey battle helmet. Lin Muyu only clipped it under his armpit. It inevitably looked a little redundant when he put it on. Furthermore, this uniform was actually the uniform that the members of the Holy Sanctum wore when they participated in battles. The armor already made him feel a little uncomfortable. If he put on the helmet, he would feel like he was going to the battlefield to kill the enemy.
The armor weighed nearly 10 kilograms. Fortunately, Lin Muyu's cultivation was much higher than before, so he did not feel that it was heavy. He spurred his horse out of the Holy Sanctum's main gate. From afar, he could see Chu Huaijin, who was wearing the armor of the Imperial Guards, standing in front of the Spiritual Medicine Department's main gate. He was leading two horses. It was obvious that he was here to pick up Chu Yao.
"Brother Chu Huaijin!"
Lin Muyu spurred his horse over and dismounted. He smiled and said, "You're here too!"
Chu Huaijin couldn't help but smile. "Yu is here. Wait a moment, Yao will be out soon!"
As he spoke, Chu Huaijin looked at his attire and couldn't help but laugh. "This set of Gold Star armor that the Holy Sanctum custom-made at the Ministry of Works is really beautiful. I can't get tired of looking at it. It looks even more handsome on Yu!"
At this moment, Chu Yao came out. She was dressed in the uniform of a female pharmacist from the Spiritual Medicine Department. She was graceful and graceful. When she saw Lin Muyu, she almost didn't recognize her. Her eyes widened as she giggled. "I almost couldn't recognize Yu when he's dressed like this. But he looks quite good!"
"Thank you, Sister Chu Yao. Shall we set off?"
"Okay!"
The three of them mounted their horses together. Chu Huaijin spurred his horse and led the way in front. Lin Muyu and Chu Yao followed behind slowly. Chu Huaijin and Lin Muyu were both wearing the robes of a general, so they looked very serious. The pedestrians on Skyreach Street all gave way to them, even though they weren't riding very fast.
Not long after, they arrived at a quiet courtyard. It was Tingyu Tower. From afar, a few shop assistants walked up and asked with a smile, "Sirs, do you have invitations?"
"Yes." Lin Muyu took out the invitation that Tang Xiaoxi had left behind.
"So it's Princess Xi's guest. Please go up to the seventh floor. Leave the horses to us!"
At this time, the sun had already set. Red lanterns were lit everywhere in the courtyard of the Rain-listening Building. Young and beautiful maidservants, who looked like palace maids, were busy carrying delicacies and fruit trays, going straight up to the seventh floor. That was the most expensive box in the Rain-listening Building. Especially on a day like the Upper West Festival, the cost of reserving the seventh floor was extraordinarily expensive.
"I heard that the cost of the seventh floor of Tingyu Tower during the Last Lunar Festival is 700 Jinyin Coins a night!" Chu Yao stuck out her tongue and laughed.
Chu Huaijin smiled slightly. "It's okay, we don't have to treat you."
Lin Muyu said, "Yes, Xiao Xi is rich, she doesn't care about this."
…
When the three of them went upstairs, they saw a group of imperial guards guarding outside the door. The commander of the imperial guards, Qin Lei, was wearing a general's robe and had his hand on the hilt of his sword. He smiled and said, "All the guests are here …"
He didn't recognize Lin Muyu and asked in surprise, "This is?"
Chu Huaijin said respectfully, "Reporting to Lord Commander, he is Princess Xi's guest, Lin Muyu!"
"Oh, I see. Let's go in." Qin Lei grinned and didn't say anything.
When they entered, they saw that Tang Xiaoxi and Feng Jixing were already there. Tang Xiaoxi quickly stood up and smiled. "Alright, since everyone is here, let's quickly take a seat. I'll ask them to serve the dishes."
"Yes, I'll listen to the Princess!"
"Mu, come and sit beside me?" Tang Xiaoxi said with a smile.
Lin Muyu was a little embarrassed, but Chu Huaijin smiled and gave him a look. He could only walk over dejectedly. His armor made some noises as he sat down beside Tang Xiaoxi.
Tang Xiaoxi tilted her head and looked at him. A trace of confusion flashed past her beautiful eyes. She smiled and said, "Mu, the empire's general's uniform fits you very well. I've never seen a general who fits this armor better than you."
Feng Jixing rubbed his nose and said sourly, "From what the Princess said, it seems that Commander Qin Lei and I don't look good in this general's robe."
Qin Lei sat down and clapped his hands. "The commander of the imperial guards is jealous. Look at you, aren't you embarrassed to be the commander of thirty thousand imperial guards?"
Lin Muyu smiled awkwardly. "Everyone, please don't ridicule me. I'm just a sparring partner of the Divine Temple. I can't be compared to you generals who have a lot of troops."
Qin Lei shook his head and smiled. "Hey, Yu, you don't have to be so modest. We all know that you're the strongest sparring partner in the Divine Temple. Moreover, the Divine Temple is the cradle of the empire's famous generals. Many famous generals came from the Divine Temple. Feng Jixing, Chu Huaijin, and I were all from the Divine Temple, so you don't have to be so modest."
"Yes, thank you. What's your name?"
Qin Lei was stunned. He couldn't help but laugh. "My name is Qin Lei. I'm the eldest son of Prince Jining. I'm the commander of the imperial guards."
Lin Muyu's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that tonight's Eve banquet was not simple. The people that Tang Xiaoxi invited seemed to be more powerful than the other. This Qin Lei was the son of a prince. He was definitely one of the top figures in the empire.
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