Lin Jingxuan's words carried a strong sense of intimidation. His words also seemed to have been fabricated, without the slightest bit of credibility. However, Chu Xingyun noticed that the gazes of everyone from the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion were secretly focused on him. It was very obscure.
"As a result, even if you manage to survive the competition, you'll still die in the end. Such a miserable fate is truly unfortunate." Lin Jingxuan's voice was particularly clear. He stared at Chu Xingyun, wanting to see panic on Chu Xingyun's face.
However, Chu Xingyun's expression remained calm, and Baili Kuangsheng also stood there silently, staring at him with an ice-cold gaze. The indifference of the two made Lin Jingxuan feel as if his fist had landed on cotton. It was extremely uncomfortable.
"Jingxuan, let's not talk about this anymore." At this moment, an old voice rang out in the distance.
A black-robed old man walked over through the air. He was burly and carried a blade on his back. His silver hair stood on end, and his voice was filled with an explosive aura.
His name was Ji Yuan, and he was the vice-master of the Daluo Gold Sect. At the same time, he was the leader of the Daluo Gold Sect.
He landed in the center of the crowd and looked at Lin Jingxuan with his slightly cloudy eyes. He said sternly, "There's a great banquet tonight, so it's inconvenient for us to talk about such things. Sit down. The banquet will begin very soon."
Lin Jingxuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Ji Yuan in confusion. A sliver of confusion appeared in the depths of his eyes. He could sense that Ji Yuan intended to calm this dispute.
However, Lin Jingxuan was not stupid. Although he was confused, he still nodded and turned around, returning to his seat. Swish!
Swish! Swish!
Swish! The moment he turned around, figures shot over from the night sky. Before long, over a dozen figures appeared before everyone's eyes. Every single one of them was surrounded by the power of the world. Clearly, they were all powerful Yin-Yang Realm experts.
Chu Xingyun saw Fan Wujie. Chang Chixiao and Qin Qiumo were also present. However, they did not stand at the front. The person at the front was a dignified middle-aged man in purplish-black robes. His eyes seemed to contain the light of countless stars.
Chu Xingyun's heart trembled slightly when he saw this dignified middle-aged man. This person was the master of the Ancient Star Sect, Gu Fanxing!
Twenty years ago, Gu Fanxing was the son of the sect master. His talent was astonishing and he secretly admired Liu Mengyan. However, ever since Liu Mengyan escaped from the Ancient Star Sect, he was filled with hatred for Liu Mengyan.
At this moment, he had already become the high and mighty master of the Ancient Star Sect. However, his hatred for Liu Mengyan had not disappeared. Instead, it had become even more intense. He wanted to secretly torture and kill Liu Mengyan.
"Fifth-tier Nirvana Realm!" Chu Xingyun saw through Gu Fanxing's cultivation. A sliver of frost appeared in the depths of his eyes. He already viewed Gu Fanxing as a person who was about to die.
Beside Gu Fanxing was a young man in white. His face was fair and handsome, and his clothes were casual. His eyebrows were like swords, and there was a light of wisdom in them. It was as if he was well-versed in literature. Through his profound gaze, one could feel the pride hidden deep within his bones.
This person was the son of Gu Fanxing, Gu Jingtian. He was one of the two monstrous geniuses of the Ancient Star Sect.
The inheritance of the Ancient Star Sect had always been hereditary. Therefore, Chu Xingyun was not unfamiliar with Gu Jingtian. In the future, Gu Jingtian would become the master of the Ancient Star Sect. In terms of talent and strategy, he was not inferior to Gu Tianjiao.
The Six Sects Tournament was extremely important. Those who could represent their sects would have great achievements in the future. If it were not for the Six Sects Tournament, these people would have stepped into the Yin-Yang Realm at any time.
"Hmm?" Chu Xingyun scanned the crowd in front of him and suddenly frowned.
He did not see Liu Wentian's figure in the crowd.
"Is he still in seclusion?" Chu Xingyun thought. He only had cold feelings for Liu Wentian. Moreover, because of Chang Chixiao and Qin Qiumo, he had to pay attention to Liu Wentian's movements at all times.
However, judging from the current situation, Liu Wentian seemed to be still in seclusion.
"Tianjiao, you should also return to your seat." A thin middle-aged man spoke. He came from the Divine Firmament Hall and was Gu Tianjiao's master. At this moment, he also gave Gu Tianjiao a meaningful glance.
Gu Tianjiao understood. He silently turned around and did not say anything else.
The two of them withdrew their auras. The originally tense atmosphere immediately became much more relaxed. The crowd returned to their seats with calm expressions. The atmosphere quickly became much more harmonious.
"Don't take what just happened to heart, especially that curse Lin Jingxuan spoke of. It's nonsense. Don't be distracted and affect the Six Sects Tournament," Fan Wujie's voice suddenly sounded in Chu Xingyun's mind.
"Pavilion Master, don't worry. I won't be affected by Lin Jingxuan." Chu Xingyun replied almost immediately. His tone was calm and carried a sense of indifference to everything. Fan Wujie did not notice anything strange and inwardly nodded in satisfaction.
In truth, Chu Xingyun was not at all surprised by this so-called curse.
This was not to say that he did not believe it. On the contrary, he firmly believed it. It further verified his understanding of Fan Wujie.
Just as he had said, Chu Xingyun had some understanding of all the monstrous geniuses participating in the Six Sects Tournament in his previous life. The only one he did not know was Baili Kuangsheng.
Baili Kuangsheng's talent in the Way of the Sword was very strong. He was on par with Chu Xingyun. However, in his previous life, Chu Xingyun had never heard of Baili Kuangsheng's name. There was not even the slightest bit of news about him.
At that time, Chu Xingyun had suspected that Baili Kuangsheng's strength was too strong and had already made Fan Wujie somewhat fearful. Therefore, he had secretly killed Baili Kuangsheng to consolidate his position as sect master.
Although such an action was absurd, it was in line with Fan Wujie's ambitious and ruthless heart.
When he heard Lin Jingxuan's words, Chu Xingyun could keenly sense that everyone present, except for him, knew of the existence of the curse. The people of Wanjian Pavilion were even more wary of it.
From this, it was not difficult to deduce whether the curse was real or fake. He could also more accurately guess what Fan Wujie was thinking.
"Since everyone is here, let the banquet begin." Gu Fanxing smiled at the crowd. His gaze swept over the experts of the various sects and he said indifferently, "As for the various elites and friends who have come from afar, I'm sure you all know each other, so I won't introduce you one by one. Please take your seats."
With these words, the crowd slowly sat down. They could all sense that the upper echelons of the various sects seemed to be intentionally avoiding conflict. They did not dare to say anything. Bright laughter rang out and the tense situation from before completely disappeared.
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