The cultivators from the holy lands of the Nine States arrived one after another. The leaders of the holy lands were all sitting on the stairs. Looking down from above, they could see the guests from all over the Nine States very clearly.
Ye Futian saw some familiar faces, such as Kong Yao and Qin Zhong from Zhisheng Cliffs, as well as many cultivators from Zhisheng Cliffs who had participated in the battle outside the Holy Zhi Palace.
Kong Yao and Qin Zhong naturally saw Ye Futian as well. They were sitting together, and Kong Yao's eyes flashed with coldness.
Ye Futian actually sat at the top, together with all the saints.
Once upon a time, he had never taken Ye Futian seriously.
Qin Zhong felt the same way. He did not hate Ye Futian. Although he had been defeated by Ye Futian, it had motivated him to move forward. However, he had discovered a cruel truth. The harder he worked, the further away Ye Futian was from him.
Now, he was already a mid-level sage, but it was said that Ye Futian had single-handedly defeated four upper-level sages on the Nine States Platform, and they were all top-notch geniuses from the four holy lands.
This made him feel a little hopeless, and he was getting further and further away.
Time could change everything.
It was not just Kong Yao and Qin Zhong. In fact, even the people from the Barren State were not calm when they saw Ye Futian sitting at the top, surrounded by saints.
"Little Brother is getting more and more imposing." Among the people from the Barren State, Zhuge Mingyue smiled and looked at Ye Futian. Time could change a person's temperament. The young boy back then had now truly gained the demeanor of a Palace Lord.
"Little Brother is the person the Master is waiting for," Gu Dongliu said softly. Hearing him mention the Master, the Cottage disciples around him all looked at him. The Third Brother had blind worship for the Master, and respect him from the bottom of his heart.
The Sword Saint's expression was reserved, and he sat there calmly. Only he knew that Ye Futian was not simply the person the Master was waiting for. He still remembered what Ye Futian had said to him, that he would witness an era. What kind of era was the one that Ye Futian was referring to?
Of course, it was enough that only he knew about this. Even his junior brothers and sisters could not be told.
"He is indeed powerful, but Little Brother is also very good at 'pretending,'" Luo Fan muttered. Luo Fan mumbled softly. Gu Dongliu glanced at him plainly, and Luo Fan immediately shut up. Although he was already a sage, he could not afford to offend Second Sister or Third Brother.
"Fatty, in any case, you're someone who used to be a Junior Brother. Why is the gap between us so big?" Luo Fan shifted his target to Yi Xiaoshi. After all, it seemed like he could only bully the little lion now.
Yi Xiaoshi glanced at Luo Fan, and a look of disdain appeared on his chubby face. That look made Luo Fan angry for some reason, but then he remembered that Yi Xiaoshi's plane was not lower than his … Forget it, I'll be magnanimous and not lower myself to my junior brother's level.
Ye Futian looked at the saints. From their positions and their temperament, he could roughly guess who these saints were.
The seats were divided into left and right, and he sat at the end of the right.
The seat to the left of the first seat was empty, and no one knew who it was reserved for. Ye Futian had studied the Sage and Saint Ranking, and it was impossible for the first and second to come.
As for the third place on the Saint Ranking, it was the host of the birthday banquet, Xia Sheng.
Therefore, it stood to reason that the first seat on the left should have been reserved for Saint Li of the Nine State College, who was fourth on the Saint and Saint Ranking.
However, Saint Li sat in the first seat on the left, so the first seat on the left must have been reserved for someone extremely important. Saint Xia valued him even more than Saint Li.
The second seat on the left was occupied by a figure with an extraordinary temperament. Ye Futian only needed one look to know who he was.
It was Saint Ji, the lord of the Hall of Holy Light of the Qi State, ranked fifth on the Saint Ranking.
From what he knew, the Qi State used to be the Qi Kingdom, a force belonging to the dynasty. It was the predecessor of the Qi Clan, and Jixia Holy Palace was also created by it to cultivate the geniuses of the Qi State. These two great forces had extremely deep roots.
However, a very famous figure appeared in the Qi State later, and he founded the Hall of Holy Light. He specialized in the rules of light, and with his own strength, he led the Hall of Holy Light to glory, standing at the top of the Nine States.
Now, the lord of the Hall of Holy Light was ranked fifth on the Saint and Saint Ranking. Although the Hall of Holy Light did not have many disciples, their strength was able to be ranked in the top five of the Nine States, and their high-end combat power was very strong.
As if sensing Ye Futian's gaze, Saint Ji turned his eyes and his eyes fell on Ye Futian. In an instant, Ye Futian only felt a dazzling light penetrate him, temporarily blinding him, and there was only a blinding light before him.
He averted his eyes, and it took him a moment to recover, but he saw Saint Ji staring at him. Although there was no dazzling light like before, his eyes still made people dare not look directly at him.
This was probably the majesty of being ranked fifth on the Saint and Saint Ranking.
"Looking at others so unscrupulously, do you not know any manners?" Saint Ji's voice was very calm, and there was no ripple in it, but it made the space quiet. Then, everyone below the stairs also looked up at the seats of the saints above the stairs.
"It's Saint Ji." Many people looked surprised. Saint Ji was questioning Ye Futian.
"Today, I saw the saints of the Nine States here, and so I looked a little more out of curiosity. Don't blame me, "Ye Futian responded with a smile, neither humble nor arrogant, but in fact, he was a little displeased. Although Saint Ji was ranked fifth on the Saint and Saint Ranking, everyone was sitting together, and he could not even look at them?
Everyone was sitting in their seats, and they could see each other just by looking up. Was he supposed to keep his head down and not speak?
"Saint Ji, do you have to care about such a small thing?" Saint Li said lightly, and only then did Saint Ji withdraw his gaze and sit there quietly, as if nothing had happened just now.
But the atmosphere of the banquet became a little strange. No one knew how Ye Futian had offended Saint Ji. Was this a show of strength?
Saint Ji, the existence ranked fifth on the Saint and Saint Ranking, with just one sentence, had subtly suppressed Ye Futian's momentum.
In the crowd below the stairs, the people of the Hall of Holy Light looked at this scene calmly. Back in the Nine State Forum, Ye Futian had been very awe-inspiring. The Hall of Holy Light was targeted by the Barren State, and the result was quite tragic. After that, Ye Futian rose to prominence, and his name gradually spread throughout the Nine States.
Now that he was sitting in the Saint's seat, he must have forgotten that he was just a low-level sage.
No matter how outstanding his talent was, although he was sitting at the same table, the person sitting there was still someone he could only look up to.
"Saint Ji is indeed as the rumors say, difficult to approach. He is really strong," many people said to themselves. Even the cultivators of the Saint Plane thought so.
However, it was unknown whether he did this intentionally or unintentionally against Ye Futian. Just one sentence alone made it impossible to guess.
Ye Futian saw that Saint Ji did not say anything, so he naturally did not say anything either. There was a somewhat self-deprecating smile at the corner of his mouth.
In the face of absolute strength, what was talent?
He did not say any more nonsense, because it was meaningless.
These days, his name had shaken the land of the Nine States, and he was at war with the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty. Now, even sitting in the Saint's seat, the halo around him was not inferior. However, just a casual sentence from Saint Ji had directly suppressed the momentum that he had accumulated these days.
That one sentence was just right. If he said anything more, it would have made Saint Ji look like he was not a gentleman and was making things difficult for the younger generation.
"Saint Ji is extremely arrogant, and he has been like this since he was young. No one can get close to him, and he has almost no friends. Moreover, he is extremely confident in the power of his own training and is very protective of his own people. He thinks that the way of training in the Hall of Holy Light is the strongest way." A voice sounded in Ye Futian's ears at that moment. It was the Moon Saint who was speaking to him telepathically.
"Did you offend him in some way?" the Moon Saint asked secretly.
Ye Futian looked at the Moon Saint and said telepathically as well, "This is the first time we've met. If you're talking about offending him, it could have been some friction between the students of the Barren State and the cultivators of the Hall of Holy Light at the Nine State Forum. However, as a saint, such a small grudge shouldn't be something so trivial."
The Moon Saint heard Ye Futian continue telepathically, "Perhaps what Saint Ji cares about is not being defeated, but the rules of light of the Hall of Holy Light losing to other rule powers of the Barren State."
Ye Futian nodded slightly and did not continue to discuss the matter. He was naturally unable to guess what Saint Ji was thinking.
However, it seemed that the Moon Saint was indeed intending to rope him in.
"Saint Xia is here." Murmurs were heard one after another at that moment. Everyone turned their eyes and saw Saint Xia walking in their direction, emanating a transcendent aura. Many mighty ones of the Xia clan followed behind him.
However, there was a young man at Saint Xia's side. The young man's face was ridiculously beautiful. While he looked like a man, his skin was more delicate than that of a woman's.
"A woman?" Cultivators had very sharp eyes, especially when they had trained to a certain level. They were able to vaguely tell that the person was a woman, but her attire was that of a man.
"Could it be that the seat was reserved for her?" Many looked at that clean, flawless face and said. That person was walking beside Saint Xia, a testament to his status.
"The Nine States Supervising Inspector." Many guessed the identity of that person.
There were not many people who could walk side by side with Saint Xia. Those who were qualified to walk side by side with him at Saint Xia's birthday banquet, aside from those two existences, were probably only Saint Xia's people who were qualified.
It was apparent that the person was not one of those two.
Then, it could only be the Nine States Supervising Inspector.
Everyone in the holy seats stood up one after another and cupped their hands to congratulate Saint Xia. Today was Saint Xia's birthday banquet, and it was inevitable to have some conventional congratulatory words.
But Saint Xia smiled warmly and cupped his hands to everyone, saying, "We have all lived for a long time, so there is no need to pay attention to these customs. Please take your seats."
Everyone did not immediately take their seats, but made a gesture of invitation, waiting for Saint Xia to take his seat first.
"Please." Saint Xia did not take his seat, but instead made a gesture of invitation to the young man beside him. This caused many to be secretly shocked, guessing who this Supervising Inspector was.
The young man did not stand on ceremony and sat directly on the left side of the main seat. Only then did Saint Xia sit down on the main seat.
After that, everyone took their seats and looked at Saint Xia.
"Today is my birthday banquet. It is my honor to have all of you here," Saint Xia said with a smile. It was the first time for many people below to see the figure who ranked third on the Saint and Saint Ranking. They had thought that he would be full of majesty, but at this moment, Saint Xia was like a kind elder, making people feel very comfortable.
"This time, I have invited all of you from the Nine States. One of the reasons is to meet old friends, and at the same time to see the glory of the younger generation of the Nine States."
"The second reason is because of the Sacred War. In the battle between the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty and the Holy Zhi Palace, both sides suffered great losses. I heard that there were many casualties. Even on the Nine State Platform, Douzhan, Zhou Huang and the others who entered the Saint Plane faced life and death." Saint Xia looked around at everyone and continued, "Cultivation is not easy. To be able to enter the Saint Plane is a great opportunity. Zhou Huang is also a figure ranked on the Sage Ranking, the son of the Great Zhou Sacred King, and is only one step away from the Saint Plane. Why fight to the death?"
(End of this chapter)
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