The day of Saint Xia's birthday banquet had finally arrived.
On this day, countless people gathered outside the Xia clan early in the morning, stopping in the distance.
They knew that all the prominent figures of the holy lands of the Nine States would come to celebrate the birthday.
The Xia clan, as the most powerful holy land family of the Nine States, covered an endless area. Just the periphery alone was like the walls of a majestic city, majestic and imposing.
At this moment, there were many maids here to welcome the guests from the Nine States.
In the air far away, there were cultivators coming to the periphery of the Xia clan. They would land, then walk forward, hand over their invitations, and enter the Xia clan.
Most of the people who came were from the top forces of the Central Plains City. While they were not holy lands, they were still the strongest below the holy lands, and they were attached to the Xia clan.
But even these top forces would not have a strong sense of presence at the birthday banquet today. Everyone understood that today's birthday banquet was mainly prepared for the holy lands of the Nine States.
"Look over there." At this moment, someone looked into the distance and saw a group of incredibly dazzling figures coming from that direction. Above the void, there seemed to be four camps.
One camp had dragons pulling carriages, and another camp was bathed in dazzling light, with divine splendor … All four camps exuded a magnificent aura. When they approached this area, many onlookers at the periphery felt an urge to worship them, and their backs involuntarily bent a little, not daring to look directly into the eyes of those above.
"The four holy lands of the Qi State, the Qi clan, Jixia Holy Palace, Yue House, and the Hall of Holy Light, have come together." Everyone's hearts trembled fiercely. The four holy lands of the Qi State had come together, and it was no wonder there was such a terrible pressure. Every holy land had a saint coming in person.
"That's Saint Qi." Someone looked at the figure sitting in the dragon carriage, as proud as an emperor.
The Qi clan of the Qi State used to be the Qi State, ruling a state.
"Saint Ji." Someone else looked in the direction of the Hall of Holy Light, and a figure standing in the center seemed to flow with holy light, like a god, and no one dared to look directly at him.
The surname Ji had a very special status in the Hall of Holy Light.
The current head of the Hall of Holy Light was called Saint Ji.
The other two forces were naturally Jixia Holy Palace and Yue House. Similarly, the Palace Lord and Yue House Lord had come in person.
When the cultivators of the four holy lands of the Qi State arrived, many of the Xia clan's core figures personally greeted them to show respect. This was treatment that the top forces did not have. Only those from holy lands would receive.
Everyone was welcomed into the Xia Clan. Not long after, the sacred ground of Feng State arrived. The cultivators of Si clan, Fengdu Prefecture, and Daluo Sacred Mountain arrived together.
After them were the holy lands of the Cloud State and the War State. Some of the holy lands arrived together, while others arrived later.
Today, more than half of the cultivators on the Sage and Saint Ranking would be gathered here. It had been a long time since the Nine States had such a grand occasion.
"Which Holy Ground is that?" At this moment, another Holy Ground arrived, and someone asked.
"Saint Xihua of Xihua Sacred Mountain has come in person," someone replied.
After the mighty ones from Xihua Sacred Mountain arrived, they did not rush into the Xia Clan. Instead, they waited outside for a while. Soon, there was the sound of wind whistling behind them. Everyone's eyes narrowed as they saw an even larger lineup heading their way.
"The Nine State College is here. The Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty and the Holy Zhi Palace are also here."
Many people's eyes glinted as they stared at the incoming figures. Saint Li and the Great Zhou Sacred King naturally stood out. Soon, they saw Ye Futian of the Barren State. Although it was the first time for many people to see Ye Futian, and he was not a saint, most people still recognized him immediately.
From where he stood and his temperament, it was easy to infer. Moreover, Ye Futian was extremely handsome, and Hua Jieyu was standing next to him. They could see them at a glance.
Although Ye Futian was not a saint, the attention he received was no less than that of the saints.
In fact, it was even more.
After all, for the people of the Nine States, saints were far above them. They were no longer on the same level. Ye Futian was still growing, so they wanted to witness the birth of a legendary figure.
Saint Xihua saw everyone land and cupped his hands in the direction of Saint Li. "Greetings, Saint Li."
"You are too kind." Saint Li nodded slightly. Although they were all saints, there was still a difference in seniority. Saint Li's seniority was very high, and he was the College Chief of the Nine State College. He was in the top ten of the Sage and Saint Ranking of the Nine States and was highly respected.
"Great Zhou Sacred King." Saint Xihua looked at the Great Zhou Sacred King and nodded with a smile.
The Great Zhou Sacred King nodded in return. Finally, Saint Xihua looked at the Barren State. Ye Futian saw Saint Xihua looking at him and smiled. "Greetings, Saint Xihua."
Saint Xihua had a meaningful look on his face. Ye Futian probably did not have a good impression of Xihua Sacred Mountain.
However, to be able to force the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty into such a situation in the Sacred War was very surprising to him.
When Xihua Sacred Mountain had held the Nine State Forum, no one had taken the Barren State seriously, including him as the host.
"Palace Lord Ye is now famous throughout the Nine States," Saint Xihua said with a smile.
"You flatter me, Saint Xihua." Ye Futian was still polite, but there was not much sincerity in his eyes.
"Are you waiting for someone else, Saint Xihua, or do you want to go in together?" Saint Li asked Saint Xihua.
"Let's go together." Saint Xihua made a gesture and said to Saint Li, "Please."
Saint Li did not stand on ceremony. He took the lead and walked towards the Xia Clan. Many of the people who came to greet him bowed slightly and then led the way.
After Ye Futian entered the Xia Clan, he walked all the way until he came to a very grand place for the banquet.
At this time, many people from holy lands had already arrived. Seeing the arrival of Saint Li and his party, several great figures from the Xia Clan came to greet them personally and then led them to the seats of honor.
Ye Futian instructed the people of the Holy Zhi Palace. The cultivators of the Holy Zhi Palace found some seats and sat down, while Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu followed the cultivators of the Saint Plane from several holy lands to the seats of honor in front.
Today was Saint Xia's birthday banquet, and guests from all over the Nine States were invited. The area was extremely wide. Stepping up the stairs, there were two rows of seats, and the cultivators of the Xia Clan personally led everyone to their seats.
Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu were arranged to sit at the very end, but this time, Ye Futian did not feel that there was anything wrong. The situation today was different from the last time at Xihua Sacred Mountain.
In the Nine State Forum at Xihua Sacred Mountain, only the Palace Lord of the holy land of the Eastern State had personally come from all the holy lands. Other than that, there was only him, and the others were just representatives of the holy lands. The Barren State had been arranged to sit at the servant's table.
Today, the leaders of all the holy lands had personally come, and they were all saints. He was the only one who was not a saint, so it was natural for him to sit at the very end.
After taking his seat, Ye Futian glanced at many who were seated. Although there were still many who had not arrived, he faintly felt that the seats above the stairs were arranged according to the Sage and Saint Ranking of the Nine States. For example, Xihua Sacred Mountain had not only Saint Xihua, but also the Rain Saint had also arrived, but he did not sit with Saint Xihua, instead sitting some seats away from him.
The saints of the holy lands chatted casually, and many greeted Saint Li when he arrived, a testament to his status in the Nine States.
Although Ye Futian's name was known throughout the Nine States, but in the gathering of saints, he was naturally invisible. It was the Moon Saint of the Yue clan who smiled and nodded at him. Ye Futian sat there and bowed slightly to return the greeting. The two of them did not speak, and the Great Zhou Sacred King naturally saw this scene. Not only that, he also knew that people from the Yue clan had visited Ye Futian before, and his expression turned cold. However, he naturally did not dare to do anything to the Moon Saint.
At that moment, a grey-robed figure raised his head slightly and looked at Ye Futian, and Ye Futian suddenly felt an extremely dangerous aura.
He looked at the grey-robed figure and saw a faint smile in his eyes. Even so, he still felt his entire body tense up.
"This junior greets Senior Si Sheng," Ye Futian bowed slightly and said. He had guessed the identity of the other. It was the Si clan leader of the Feng State's Si clan, Si Ming, also known as the Saint of Killers. He was an extremely dangerous figure and the faith of the world of killers.
Below, Xu Shang and Xu Que also looked at Si Sheng, and there was a hint of respect in their eyes.
"You were able to guess my identity at a glance. Not bad," Si Sheng said with a smile. There was no aura about him, but Ye Futian still felt a sense of danger, as if it was an innate pressure from the other party.
"Senior's characteristics are rather obvious," Ye Futian said with a smile. He looked calm, but in reality, he was rather disturbed. All the saints of the Nine States were gathered here, and he was the only one who was not of the Saint Plane.
Although the saints were chatting and laughing, the formless aura was enough to make people nervous.
Of course, being able to sit in such a position was also a symbol of status, and the saints of the holy lands of the Nine States had all acknowledged him.
More people arrived one after another, and the saints of the holy lands of the Nine States took their seats. The Sky Saint arrived as well, and he looked at Ye Futian and nodded at each other.
When the Glass Saint arrived, the voices of discussion became noticeably quieter, and many looked at her.
Although the Glass Saint's strength was not particularly eye-catching on the Sage and Saint Ranking, she was the only woman among the leaders of the holy lands, and she was known as the number one beauty of the Eastern State. Even in the Nine States, her appearance was absolutely top-notch. Coupled with her identity, she seemed to stand out from the crowd.
The Great Zhou Sacred King looked at the beautiful figure walking towards him, and a thought flashed in his eyes. He lifted his wine cup slightly and took a sip, but his eyes never left the Glass Saint.
Ye Futian was at the very end of the line, and the Glass Saint was the first to walk past him. She smiled and nodded at him, and then walked past him.
However, Ye Futian seemed to want more, and he continued to look at her back. Hua Jieyu, who was beside him, looked at him with a smile, and then Ye Futian felt a little pain in his waist.
Ye Futian gasped, and then heard Hua Jieyu's voice transmission, "Did I look good?"
"Yeah." Ye Futian nodded very honestly, and looked at Hua Jieyu with a look of grievance, thinking, Didn't you bring it up last time?
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