In fact, it was beyond Li Mu's expectations that he would meet the sects behind the advance team so early in the Celestial Realm.
However, after hearing Gu Junru mention the Huangji Cliff that day, Li Mu was already looking forward to it.
"The Huangji Cliff is in the Yuechuan Prefecture. This is good news. It means that the sects behind the other 35 advance teams should be in the Dongsheng Continent. Even the Celestial Court of the Dongsheng Continent organized the exploration of the Chaotic World."
Li Mu thought carefully on the way to the banquet hall.
Li Mu didn't know the final result of the battle in the Chaotic World, but according to what the old faker said, the 36 advance teams should be completely wiped out.
In other words, the news from the Chaotic World hadn't reached the Celestial Realm.
If he showed up with this face, he wouldn't have to worry about his identity being exposed.
In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the banquet hall.
The exterior of the Divine Sword Hall was like a simple and unadorned sword. It was extremely peculiar and stood tall in the night sky. After being specially decorated, the night sky was brightly lit and filled with a joyous atmosphere. The sound of stringed instruments floated out from the hall like celestial music, causing those who heard it to feel relaxed and happy, as if they were listening to the sounds of nature.
"Young Master Mu, you're here. This way, please."
The head of the Sword Pavilion, Tie Wujin, had been waiting at the entrance of the hall. When he saw Li Mu, he immediately went up to greet him.
He entered the hall.
Celestial qi swirled inside.
Beautiful dancers dressed in chiffon dresses were all at the Immortal Slave rank, and they were dancing gracefully on the dance floor. Their figures were enchanting, and their movements were graceful. Their fair skin and jade-like bones were faintly discernible, but they didn't seem vulgar at all. Instead, they were filled with a holy aura.
"This way, please."
Tie Wujin brought Li Mu to the depths of the hall.
Countless eyes were fixed on Li Mu.
Many of the people present were messengers from other forces and sects, as well as some famous Rogue Immortals. They were surprised that the master of the Sword Crafting Pavilion would personally go to the door to welcome such a young man. They all began to guess Li Mu's identity.
Could he be the descendant of a large sect like the Huangji Cliff?
Li Mu was arranged to sit on the first seat on the right side of the main seat.
This seemed to prove everyone's guess even more.
Because before this, the Eighth Prince had the highest status in the Huangji Cliff. He was sitting on the first seat to the left of the main seat. Tie Wutie's arrangement meant that Li Mu's status was not much lower than the Eighth Prince's.
"HAHA, eighth prince, esteemed guests, allow me to introduce Mr. Mu Mu to everyone. He's a rogue Celestial Beast Tamer with shocking strength. A few days ago, he killed a few hundred elites of the Dao-Seeking Sect, including Sect Leader Wen Daozi. It's unbelievable that the Dao-Seeking Sect was wiped out."
Tie Wuqing did not conceal Li Mu's identity and directly revealed it.
Beast Tamer?
A rogue cultivator?
Originally, when the experts in the hall heard that Li Mu was a beast tamer, they looked down on him a little bit. Then, when they heard that he was a rogue cultivator without any inheritance, they looked down on him even more. So, they did not understand the meaning of the iron-clad arrangement.
However, when they heard that the Dao-Seeking Sect had been annihilated, and that it was done by that person, they were all astonished.
Except for the envoys of a few major forces, the forces that the other guests belonged to were similar to the Dao-Seeking Sect and the Sword-forging Pavilion. Even if they were a little stronger, their strength was limited. Naturally, they were anxious when they heard the news.
Moreover, it was the first time that they heard the news of the Dao-Seeking Sect's destruction. They immediately realized that something big had happened. The forces within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles were going to be reshuffled.
When they looked at Li Mu again, there was a bit of awe in their eyes.
Tie Wuqing was very satisfied with this effect.
He did not change his expression and continued to introduce others to Li Mu with a smile.
"Mr. Mu, this is the Eighth Prince of the Huangji Cliff of the Great Celestial Sect. At such a young age, his cultivation is already unfathomable. He has been conferred the title of Prince. He is a very famous talent in the Yuechuan Mansion. Both of you are young, so you can get to know each other better later."
The young man sitting on the first seat on the left seemed to be in his early twenties.
He was wearing light armor and was burly. He had thick yellow hair, a square face, dashing eyebrows, and starry eyes. He was masculine and handsome. His aura was strong, and his eyes were like sharp swords, which was extremely frightening. Obviously, his cultivation was very high.
He was the Eighth Prince of the Huangji Cliff.
"Brother Mu, heroes come from the young. I see that you are not very old. It is not easy for you to have such a cultivation. Nice to meet you."
The Eighth Prince smiled and nodded at Li Mu. His eyes were picky, but not fierce.
Li Mu smiled faintly, cupped his hands, and said, "Eighth Prince, you are flattering me. I am just a rogue cultivator. Compared to the illustrious identity of Eighth Prince, who comes from the Extreme Emperor Cliff, I am not worth mentioning."
The two complimented each other, and Li Mu turned around and sat down.
The banquet officially began.
Heavenly music floated in the air.
There was a beautiful fairy in a white dress, holding a wine pot, a fruit plate, and a plate. She was graceful and graceful, shuttling between the tables to add more wine and food.
On the dance floor, the graceful dance of the dancers was pleasing to the eye.
Compared with the Dao-Seeking Sect, the Sword Forging Pavilion had been established for a longer time. At this time, the subtle details of the Sword Forging Pavilion were revealed. Compared with the Dao-Seeking Sect, the Sword Forging Pavilion was much better in etiquette and music.
During the banquet, people toasted each other.
The atmosphere was extremely lively.
Suddenly, someone raised his cup and went straight to Li Mu's table. His voice was strange and quite ear-piercing. He held his cup and said, "Young Master Mu is unparalleled, but it is a pity that he is a rogue cultivator. I wonder if he has joined the Sword Forging Pavilion?"
Li Mu looked up.
This person was also quite young. He was dressed in embroidered clothes, which should be between the first and second grade. He had a hooked nose and a sinister face. He held his cup and seemed to be smiling, but that smile gave people an extremely uncomfortable feeling, as if he was provoking them.
"No."
Li Mu's answer was concise.
"Haha, I see."
The young man in embroidered clothes turned to look at Tie Wujin.
Tie Wujin's expression changed slightly.
"Brother Mu is an expert with a profound cultivation. If you are able to join my Sword Forging Pavilion, no, not to mention joining, even if you are able to become a guest elder, it would be an honor for the Sword Forging Pavilion. However, this old man has yet to send out an invitation."
Tie Wujin added with a hearty laugh.
The young man in embroidered clothes smiled again and said, "Oh, I see. Pavilion Master Tie really thinks highly of Young Master Mu."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Li Mu and said with a smile, "I am Jin Wuji, the protector elder of the Golden Top Mountain. Just now, I heard Pavilion Master Tie mention your battle record, and it really shocked me. I also know Wen Daozi, the head of the Dao Seeking Sect. Although his cultivation is a little weak, he can be considered a tyrant. Little Brother, you killed him so easily. This kind of power is really frightening. Since all the heroes are here today, and a genius like the Eighth Prince is here, I would like to ask you to teach me a few moves and let me see the brilliance of a genius beast tamer.
What do you think? "This was a challenge.
Li Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, "Jin Wuji?"
He knew this name.
In the letters of Xie Lanshan, the Yellow Wind City Lord, there were many contents about her contact with this person.
The young man in embroidered clothes, Jin Wuji, smiled faintly and said, "Yes, it is me. Could it be that Young Master Mu has also heard of my name? That's great, please enlighten me. "
The corner of Li Mu's mouth curled up, but he did not answer.
Tie Wujin hurriedly stood up and smiled to smooth things over, "Elder Jin, you are wrong. Today's banquet is to welcome the Eighth Prince, and also to thank everyone for attending the Sword Appreciating Festival of the Sword Crafting Pavilion. It is not appropriate to fight to avoid harming the harmony. If Elder Jin wants to learn from me, why don't you wait until the competition of the Sword Appreciating Festival?"
Jin Wuji heard this and burst into laughter.
"Leader Tie, you are wrong. We are cultivators who fight against the heavens. There is no harmony to speak of. We are used to swords and sabers. Since this is a banquet, how can there be no martial arts? Why don't you let me fight with Young Master Mu to please everyone?"
He looked at Li Mu and said, "Young Master Mu, do you dare to fight?"
Li Mu slightly raised his head, and his eyes flashed, "Idiot."
What?
The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.
Not only Jin Wuji, but also the other people present did not expect that Mu Mu would directly scold Jin Wuji as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Surnamed Mu, you are too …"
Jin Wuji flew into a rage.
Whoosh!
A golden light flashed in the void.
Before Jin Wuji could finish his words, he stopped abruptly.
A line of blood seeped out from between his eyebrows.
Then, his entire body began to burn with a strange flame.
"You … hehehehe …"
Jin Wuji stared at Li Mu like a beast that was about to die. Strange sounds came from his throat, as if he wanted to say something, but he could not utter a word. Then, his pupils dilated.
In a few breaths, he was burned to ashes.
Not even a trace of ash was left.
Only his immortal robe, storage ring, and the pair of second-grade immortal weapons in his dantian, the Water-dividing Eyebrow Daggers, fell to the ground with a few clangs.
In the main hall, there was silence.
The others did not expect that Mu Mu would take someone's life the moment he attacked. When they came to their senses, Jin Wuji, the Guardian Elder of the Golden Peak Mountain, was not even left with a trace.
Tie Wujin's head suddenly buzzed.
"He … died just like that?"
The dancers on the dance floor also turned pale with fright. They all knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads or step back.
Even the eighth prince of the Royal Cliffs changed his expression and looked at Li Mu.
Li Mu did not seem to feel anything. He stretched out his hand and put away Jin Wuji's immortal robe, weapon, ring, and other resources. Then, he picked up the wine cup in front of him and drained it.
Silence.
Silence.
Deathly silence.
After a long while, Tie Wujin slowly breathed out a mouthful of turbid air, barely suppressing the shock in his heart.
"You can leave."
He waved his hand.
The dancers on the dance floor hurriedly rose to their feet and left.
Tie Wujin was thinking about how to smooth things over.
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