Shen Jun nodded and said, "Come in and have a seat."
Ye Futian glanced at him and then turned around, returning to his seat and sitting down.
The young man also walked into the restaurant and took a seat. When he looked at Ye Futian, his demonic eyes clearly lingered on Xia Qingyuan, the Glass Saint, and the others.
Xia Qingyuan frowned, and her eyes looked rather cold.
"Brother Ye, this is Bai Ze, the young palace lord of Bliss Palace of Qianye City. He has always done things his own way. Please forgive him, "Shen Jun said to Ye Futian and then looked at Bai Ze." Bai Ze, be careful in the future. If it were not for Brother Ye, that girl would have been trampled by your demonic beast. "
"That way, she might not have to see the cruelty of the world in the future." Bai Ze looked indifferent, as if he did not feel that he had done anything wrong.
"Everyone has their own fate. Even if there will be many hardships in the future, it is still the fate of others. Why do you have to find excuses for your cold-bloodedness?" Situ Yan glanced at Bai Ze and said.
"Miss Situ is from a noble family, so you probably have never experienced the humbleness and despair of the weak," Bai Ze looked at Situ Yan and said. Situ Yan heard Bai Ze's words and thought about his background.
It was said that Bai Ze had experienced a lot when he was young, and he had climbed his way through the sea of blood to where he was today. As such, he was a neat freak and never had a speck of dust on him.
He liked young and beautiful women who were full of youthful vigor and made him feel that his blood was still warm.
"Born in a place like Qianye City, without the protection of her elders, who were not even able to take care of her, what kind of life do you think she will have?" Bai Ze's voice was emotionless, and there was a hint of evil in it.
"No matter what kind of life she will have, you have no right to decide the fate of others," Ye Futian said coldly.
"Of course I have the right." Bai Ze heard Ye Futian and looked at him. Their eyes met, and there was no intention of avoiding each other.
"There is no need for you two to argue," Shen Jun said. "Brother Ye and his party came all the way from Emperor Xia's Realm. I invited you here to sit down and have a few drinks, not to watch you argue."
"Drinking depends on the person. Please forgive me, Brother Shen. I don't drink with people like that." Ye Futian's voice was cold.
"I also find it boring." Bai Ze glanced at Ye Futian plainly, then looked at Xia Qingyuan and the Glass Saint. "Ladies, would you like to have a few drinks?"
"Scram."
Xia Qingyuan glanced at him coldly, her eyes indifferent.
As for the Glass Saint, she was very quiet, as if she hadn't heard him.
Bai Hao stared at the two of them, a faint smile on his pale face. He didn't seem to mind it at all.
"Idiot."
Master Condor looked at Bai Hao with disdain. Even his master did not pretend to be like this. Who did this guy think he was?
Although the demoness was a little cruel, she was not someone this guy had the qualifications to covet.
Xia Qingyuan looked at the Black Wind Condor, and her eyes softened.
"Where did this bastard come from?" Bai Ze's eyes were demonic as he glanced at the Black Wind Condor. A faint pressure emanated from him. The Black Wind Condor sensed danger, but it still stared at him and said, "This is your Condor Grandpa."
Several black-clothed figures stood behind Bai Qun, their faces cold and sharp.
"Since you guys aren't willing to drink, it's fine if you want to spar, but let's not hurt the relationship. Let the people below Saint Plane fight," Shen Jun said, looking at Yu Sheng, Ye Wuchen, and the others behind Ye Futian.
"I have no objections." Bai Ze stared at the Black Wind Condor. Condor Grandpa?
"What do you think, Brother Ye?" Shen Jun looked at Ye Futian.
Ye Futian raised his head and looked at Shen Jun meaningfully, saying, "They don't deserve it."
He then stood up and said to Shen Jun, "I'm not in the mood today, so I'll take my leave. Please forgive me, Brother Shen."
Shen Jun nodded when he saw Ye Futian and the others stand up and said, "Alright, do you want me to arrange a place for you to stay?"
"No need, I'll just find a place to stay," Ye Futian said and walked out. He didn't even look at Bai Ze when he passed by him. He just walked past him.
The others followed Ye Futian and left.
Ye Futian took a look at his surroundings after walking out of the tavern, then walked in a certain direction.
An old man and a young girl walked on the streets of Qianye City, avoiding anyone they saw. They looked exceptionally small in the sea of people.
"Old man." A voice was heard. The old man stopped and turned around to look at Ye Futian. He bowed and said, "Greetings, Young Master."
"Uncle," the girl called out to Ye Futian. Her eyes were still filled with innocence.
Ye Futian walked up and patted the girl's head. He then looked at the old man and said, "I see that the young palace lord of Bliss Palace is a monster. What kind of place is Bliss Palace?"
The old man looked around cautiously after hearing Ye Futian's words, then said with a hushed voice, "The cultivators of Bliss Palace are indeed very evil, and that young palace lord is even more so. He likes young girls and uses them as furnaces to train."
"You still sent her to Bliss Palace if that's the case?" Ye Futian asked.
"What else could I do? I was the servant of Little Ran's parents. I took care of Little Ran after her parents passed away. In a place like Qianye City, becoming a servant of a slightly bigger force would have been the best ending for Little Ran. While the young palace lord of Bliss Palace uses women as furnaces to train, at least the women around him can train with him. I hope Little Ran's talents are good. That way, we'll have more opportunities." The old man sighed.
"But of course, if you're willing to take care of Little Ran, I'll be able to die in peace." The old man knelt on the ground as he spoke. The girl wanted to kneel as well, but Ye Futian pulled her back.
Ye Futian was speechless for a long while. He had thought before that people from the Lower Worlds of the Nine States, such as the Eastern Barren Territory or the Nandou Nation, would have had a better future if they were able to train in the Upper Worlds.
However, at that moment, he seemed to have realized that not everyone was like him, able to make their way up step by step and enter the best forces wherever they went.
People from every realm had their own way of survival. The strong were able to make their way up and stand out. On the other hand, in places with abundant resources and generally powerful cultivations, the weak without any background were destined to be eliminated. It was difficult for them to even survive.
Of course, there might have been a handful of people who managed to survive in the midst of their struggles, becoming powerful step by step.
However, for Little Ran, who had no parents to take care of her, the possibility of that happening was minuscule. Crimson Dragon Realm was incredibly vast, and it would have been difficult for her to break free and get out.
The chaos in Crimson Dragon Realm resulted in living conditions that were worse than in places like Emperor Xia's Realm.
"He's right. Perhaps entering Bliss Palace isn't all that bad for her." A voice was heard, and a woman descended. It was Situ Yan.
She was the youngest woman of the Saint Plane in the Situ clan. What she said made Ye Futian feel rather sad.
However, he was unable to refute her words.
"There are some things that you know are wrong. Why don't you correct them, and instead comfort yourself?" Ye Futian said in a low voice. It seemed like he was talking to Situ Yan, but it also seemed like he was asking himself.
"How vast is the world? Even if you're a Saint, how much can you change? How do you correct them? "Situ Yan asked.
"The ancients defined the plane of cultivators as sages. Is it really just referring to the strength of one's cultivation?" Ye Futian asked again.
Situ Yan was stunned. Everyone knew that the so-called sages of Renhuang were, of course, referring to planes.
"I can take her to the Situ clan. However, even if I could change her fate, how could I change the world of cultivators?" Situ Yan took a long look at Ye Futian. This white-haired cultivator who came to Crimson Dragon Realm from other realms seemed to have something special about him.
The old man knelt and kowtowed to Situ Yan, shedding tears of gratitude.
"Thank you." Ye Futian looked at Situ Yan and said, "You're right. Even if I can't change the world of cultivators, I can at least change what I can. What plane is the Palace Lord of Bliss Palace at?"
Situ Yan stared at Ye Futian and said, "Unblemished Saint, what are you trying to do?"
Bliss Palace was a top-notch force in Qianye City. An Unblemished Saint's powers were terrifying.
Furthermore, there were many powerful saints in Bliss Palace.
Ye Futian turned to look at Yaya.
Yaya saw Ye Futian's eyes and understood what he meant. She nodded.
Ye Futian stretched out his hand and rubbed Yaya's head, smiling brightly.
Yaya glared at him.
"Third brother, what is more important than reason?" Ye Futian turned to look at Gu Dongliu and asked.
"Fists," Gu Dongliu replied. The two of them looked at each other.
Their teacher had spread his ideas in the Eastern Barren Territory all those years ago, but it turned out that they still needed to rely on fists.
As such, Ye Futian admired Donghuang the Great and Emperor Ye Qing more.
All great goals should be built on the foundation of fists.
Situ Yan looked at Ye Futian and the others with a puzzled expression. What are those guys trying to do?
Bliss Palace occupied a vast area in Qianye City. The majestic palace stood tall, reaching into the air in steps.
The palace looked like it was hanging in the sky far away, looking majestic and magnificent.
The golden gates of Bliss Palace gave off a sense of luxury.
A group of people came to the bottom of Bliss Palace at that moment, standing before the gates.
Ye Futian stood at the very front. Xia Qingyuan looked at him quietly and did not stop him from doing what he was doing.
If Ye Futian wanted to, it would have been no big deal to destroy Bliss Palace.
"Who are you?" a mighty one at the gates of Bliss Palace yelled, looking at Ye Futian and the others.
Ye Futian said nothing and took a few steps forward. Towering sword will was born all of a sudden, with his body as the center.
Sword aura hung in the air and howled in the air, taking the shape of a leaf. It pulsed with dazzling light of the sword, circling above everyone's heads.
The eyes of the guards of Bliss Palace froze. Someone shouted, "Someone is trying to break into the palace."
Sword will flew forward in the air as soon as he finished, blocking out the sky and streaking through the air.
The golden gates of Bliss Palace were crushed right away at the very next moment!
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