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The Central Region, a grand and magnificent City Master's residence in Central City. Inside the main hall, there was a bustling atmosphere, filled with exquisite delicacies, precious fruits, and extraordinary flowers.
Inside the main hall, at this mont, several people were seated.
On the left side at the head of the table, there sat an elderly man wearing a long robe, his eyes sparkling with brilliance.
On the right side, accompanying at the head of the table, was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a dignified expression. He wore a fitted and elegant attire that accentuated his strong physique, exuding an aura of authority and superiority.
Below the elderly man, a young person in their early twenties was sitting upright. They had a peculiar light blue long hair that was loose and flowing behind them, complented by a high nose and thin lips. Their eyebrows arched sharply towards their temples, framing a handso and flawless facial structure. Especially captivating were their srizing deep blue eyes beneath those arched eyebrows, resembling exquisite jade. These eyes held a bewitching allure, reminiscent of a srizing woman, and looking into them inexplicably gave people a shivering sensation.
The young person sat still, lips lightly pursed, displaying a smile that seed both real and unreal. Their fair and snowy complexion emitted a faint silver-white shimr, as if radiating a captivating aura that sent shivers down one's spine.
Next to this young person, there was another youth who appeared to be of similar age. Their deanor was also extraordinary, with clear and profound eyes that seed bottomless. Their skin was translucent like jade, and they had long, lustrous black hair cascading down their shoulders, emitting a faint glow.
Beneath the purple robe draped around this youth, even though they sat upright, one could still perceive their slender and tall figure. As they sat there, an indescribable sense of elegance and noble bearing emanated from them, as if they were otherworldly and distinguished.
"This ti, we have Nalan and Chu, two talented nephews from our Sacred Mountain, participating in the Saint Martial Assembly. It seems that this will increase the pressure on the Five Sects and Three Schools even more."
In the grand hall, at the lower end, a middle-aged woman with a dignified countenance gazes at the two young people. Within her narrow, elongated eyes, her liking for them seems to grow with each glance. Her gaze eventually falls upon a woman of similar age to the two young ones, by her side, as if she had a specific intention.
The middle-aged woman had an ordinary appearance, but an indescribable aura surrounded her. However, the young woman beside her was incredibly enchanting, with skin as fair as snow. As she glanced around, there was a certain coolness in her temperant that captivated those who beheld her. Among her faintly aloof deanor, there was a touch of seductive charm that bewitched people.
Listening to the words of the middle-aged beauty, the young woman's gaze also fell upon the two young n. She spoke up, saying, "Mother, that's not true. With Martial Brother Nanan and Martial Brother Chu participating this ti, the disciples of the Five Sects and Three Schools can't compare to them."
As she spoke, the woman possessed a captivating charm, with a hint of pride in her eyes. Ouyang Jinwei also had so confidence in her own abilities.
"Martial Sister Jinwei, don't flatter . With your impressive abilities, you can definitely make those individuals from the Five Sects and Three Schools feel the pain."
The young man with long, pitch-black hair and dressed in a purple robe spoke, flashing a faint smile as he addressed Ouyang Jinwei.
He was Chu Changhuan, and he knew very well that this ti, the Sacred Mountain allowed him to participate in the Saint Martial Assembly. However, he was only here to join in the fun and take the opportunity to see how those leading figures from the Five Sects and Three Schools had progressed.
The man with light blue long hair remained silent. His calm eyes beneath his arched eyebrows seed detached from everything around him, as if they had little to do with his surroundings.
"But it is said that among the five sects and three schools this ti, there have also been many exceptionally talented individuals. The Divine Sword School has soone nad Mu Yao, who is quite outstanding. There is also Gong Qianxing from Tianxuan Sect and Shao Sijun from Beast Emperor Sect, it is said that they are all extraordinary talents."
At the head of the grand hall, there stood an elderly man who appeared to be in his fifties. He spoke while wearing a long robe, with an emblem-like pattern embroidered on his shoulder. It seed to signify a certain status or position.
At this mont, if Su Yi were here, one would surely recognize the person at a glance. It was none other than Wang Quande from the Sacred Mountain.
"This Mu Yao is quite extraordinary, possessing a half-yao body."
The elderly man at the head spoke, his eyes glowing with shimring light.
Inside the grand hall, there were still many guests present at this mont. Upon hearing about the half-yao body, each of them had a subtle change in their gazes.
The half-yao body, this was an unwritten taboo among the major powers.
"In the twilight hour, a celestial phenonon erged from Yutian Palace's sub-palace. Did City Master Ouyang discover the reason behind it?"
Suddenly, the young man with light blue long hair looked up and gazed at the majestic middle-aged person, asking,
The middle-aged man was none other than Ouyang Yuanfeng, who served as the City Master of Central Region City and was also a direct disciple of Sacred Mountain. In his youth, he had been a remarkable figure in Sacred Mountain.
However, at this mont, facing the young man with light blue long hair, Ouyang Yuanfeng showed no signs of arrogance. He was well aware of the young man's identity, so he spoke politely, saying, "Nalan, my dear nephew, please wait a mont. I have already sent soone to inquire about the detailed information, but it may take so ti for the information to arrive."
"Yutian Palace elicited extraordinary phenona from the heavens and earth, could it be caused by soone's investigation?"
The elderly man at the head of the group furrowed his brow in concern. The celestial anomalies stirred up within Yutian Palace were not caused by disciples of Sacred Mountain. This worried him deeply.
"City Master,City Master."
Suddenly, a voice echoed and a figure hurriedly approached, stepping into the grand hall. It was none other than the esteed elder who would lead Su Yi and Xi Wuqing to the City Master's residence.
"Why is Elder Qi so anxious?"
Ouyang Yuanfeng's eyes flickered, but he remained polite. The elderly man before him, Elder Qi, was significantly older than him. Elder Qi's formidable cultivation strength, at the level of the Fifth Grade of Yuan Emperor Realm, had always been his trusted support.
"I have t Elder Bing Fu, I have t the Saint Child, I have t Mrs. Miss."
Elder Qi walked into the grand hall. He saw an elderly man at the head, along with a young man with light blue long hair and a middle-aged woman, including Ouyang Jinwei. Imdiately, their panicked and hurried expressions subsided, and they bowed in respect.
Facing Elder Qi, a formidable expert with the cultivation strength of the Fifth Grade of Yuan Emperor Realm, Elder Bing Fu at the head, who is called the Saint Child, and the young man with light blue long hair, both of them showed respect without being conceited. They also nodded in agreent.
It was the middle-aged woman who looked at Elder Qi, and a hint of coldness imdiately flickered in her eyes. She asked, "How is it? Have they found the person?"
"Um..."
Elder Qi's gaze twitched helplessly as he asked the middle-aged woman, "Madam and City Master, the disciples from the Overlord Sect who severely injured Young Master Two have already been taken back to the mansion!"
"Okay, take him to the dungeon in the mansion first. I'll personally deal with him later. If he dares to harm my son, I won't let that boy off easily. That so-called Overlord Sect will also pay the price!"
Kuang Guilan's face turned cold. Whoever dared to harm her son to such an extent, her heart was bleeding. No matter who it was, they couldn't be forgiven.
Inside the grand hall, the people of Sacred Mountain listened to Kuang Guilan's words, but they didn't say anything in return.
They had also heard that when Ouyang Mingjie went out on business, he was unexpectedly severely injured by a young man of similar age with just a few moves.
After all, Ouyang Mingjie was also a disciple of Sacred Mountain. In the eyes of those who had severely injured him, he definitely couldn't be let off easily.
"Lady, this perhaps is a little..."
However, upon hearing the words of Elder Qi, and listening to what Kuang Guilan said, her wrinkled brow furrowed, and she paused before speaking.
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