Among the guests seated at the banquet were Ji Mingxing’s master, the Great Sun World Lord, and the Emperor, Fengming Imasurable.
There were also many aristocrats and nobles, but notably absent was Fengming Xiao.
The bride had already been wed, so by convention, the mother’s absence was rather unusual.
Yet, she did not show up.
Back in Cri City, Ling Xiao had gleaned from Feng Yingshan’s words that Fengming Xiao had undergone the baptism of the Divine Phoenix Holy Light, losing all human emotions and becoming nothing more than a tool loyal to the Phoenix God Empire.
If that were the case, her absence could hardly be called abnormal.
Beyond the dignitaries, many of Ji Mingxing’s friends from Jianghu were also present, young and talented individuals from various regions of the Divine Phoenix Continent and Heavenly Dragon Continent.
Each one appeared strong in cultivation, truly the cream of the crop among the younger generation.
Of course, these individuals had all joined Phoenix God College alongside Ji Mingxing.
The college had gradually recovered, with the wounds inflicted by Ling Xiao slowly healing, experiencing a revival filled with vibrant vigor and promise.
These young talents followed Ji Mingxing with the ambition to beco the pillars of a restored Sacred Dynasty, securing prestigious positions and attaining a life of ease and comfort.
In the Mysterious World, martial artists held diverse aspirations.
So sought only ultimate strength throughout their lives;
So pursued eternal life;
Others hoped to step through the Heaven’s Chosen Gate to see the world beyond;
But most aid to use their skills and knowledge to amass wealth and power—this was the most practical.
These individuals were no different.
They could even envision Ji Mingxing’s promising future, with the support of the Great Sun World Lord and Emperor Fengming Imasurable, advancing to the Cave Heaven Realm or even the Yin-Yang Realm, becoming a transcendent Holy Lord, and replacing the overconfident Heavenly Emperor Ling Xiao.
Just then, more guests began arriving at the wedding venue.
"Peacock Clan, Young Master Kong Ming has arrived!"
"Roc Clan, Sky Roc Prince Harry Peng has arrived!"
"Righteous Qi Alliance, Young Master Jia Tianfeng has arrived!"
The steward at the entrance announced three nas in quick succession with a powerful, resonant voice, drawing the attention of many young guests.
The Peacock Clan had fallen sowhat silent due to the downfall of Peacock Phoenix Kong He, but its foundation remained intact.
Kong Ming was an exceptional talent within the clan who, rumor had it, might even surpass Kong He in ability. However, being born from a human hybrid, he had long been overlooked.
Now that Kong He had fallen, Kong Ming finally stepped into the spotlight.
The Roc Clan needed no introduction—the Sky Roc Prince wielded significant influence and was also a disciple of Phoenix God College.
As for Jia Tianfeng of the Righteous Qi Alliance, he was far more intriguing.
This young man was the adopted son of the Alliance Leader himself.
At barely over twenty years old, he exhibited remarkable maturity and competence, far surpassing the slain Jia Yun and Jia Lin, father and son, in every aspect.
Furthermore, Jia Tianfeng was highly ticulous in his actions, and under his influence, the Righteous Qi Alliance showed no signs of decline; in fact, it seed more prosperous than ever.
Within the alliance, there were even plans to promote Jia Tianfeng as the future Alliance Leader, highlighting his extraordinary capabilities.
The simultaneous arrival of these three individuals was truly thought-provoking and an imnse show of respect for Ji Mingxing.
"How impressive! The Mingxing Crown Prince truly lives up to his na—even the Peacock Clan, Roc Clan, and the Righteous Qi Alliance have all co to honor him."
A wave of awe rippled through the crowd.
Ji Mingxing, the groom dressed in a striking red robe, radiating dignity, stepped forward with cupped fists and said, "Welco, esteed brothers! Please, co inside and take a seat."
"Brother Mingxing, once you ascend to greatness, don’t forget about the three of us. After all, we’re sworn brothers who pledged loyalty to the Divine Phoenix together!"
It was the domineering Sky Roc Prince who spoke up.
His words drew gasps of astonishnt from the crowd.
No wonder the Emperor valued Ji Mingxing so highly—it turned out Ji Mingxing was sworn brothers with Kong Ming, Harry Peng, and Jia Tianfeng!
This made things all the more intriguing.
Fengming Imasurable smiled inwardly. Ji Mingxing not only held the title of the Holy Dynasty’s Saint Child but had the renowned Great Sun World Lord as his master.
Many would undoubtedly rush to curry favor with him—as doing so also ant currying favor with the Great Sun World Lord.
Such a simple principle was certainly well understood by Fengming Imasurable.
Kong Ming, Harry Peng, and Jia Tianfeng entered the mansion and were seated in the front row, just below the Great Sun World Lord and Emperor Fengming Imasurable.
Although they represented their respective factions, they were still juniors and dared not sit alongside the elders.
"Interesting. Very interesting. It seems the Imperial Capital is undergoing quite the transformation ahead of the Dragon-Phoenix Selection."
"Harry Peng, that waste, is not worth ntioning for now. But Kong Ming and Jia Tianfeng are both troublemakers—looks like the Peacock Clan and Righteous Qi Alliance are far from finished."
Ling Xiao had no intention of provoking them.
However, if they were foolish enough to antagonize him, he wouldn’t hesitate to crush them, ensuring the Peacock Clan and Righteous Alliance’s Jardine Clan were left with no successors.
"What’s with that expression—unconvinced, are you? You’re so insignificant you don’t even deserve to shine their boots!"
Ling Xiao, perhaps unknowingly, had revealed a disdainful smile, which was noticed by a nearby young bystander who confronted him indignantly.
Ling Xiao glanced at the man with curiosity—his cultivation level was rely Heavenly Realm Sixth-Arts Sky, a re ant in the face of Ling Xiao’s power, utterly ignorant of the reality around him.
"Unconvinced?"
Ling Xiao chuckled faintly. "You’ve got that right. Those four wastes combined an nothing to ."
"Audacious! How dare you belittle those esteed gentlen? You must be taught a lesson today!"
Unexpectedly, Ling Xiao’s words enraged the man, who launched an attack at him.
In that instant, Ling Xiao rely sneered, and a wave of killing intent surged toward the attacker.
Without lifting a finger, the man coughed up blood, his limbs weakening as he collapsed to the ground.
"A trash like you is only fit to worship those other trash."
Ling Xiao cast a disdainful glance at the fallen martial artist, finding him so weak that even battling him would be a waste of ti.
The attacker was so insignificant that Ling Xiao considered it an embarrassnt to even engage with him.
"Yes, yes, I’m trash, I’m trash. Please, spare my life, sir!"
The once-righteous young man now begged for rcy, his pathetic display earning him widespread disdain.
"Scram! If I see you again, I’ll kill you."
Ling Xiao coldly commanded.
"I’ll scram! I’ll leave imdiately!"
The martial artist fled into the crowd, trembling like a leaf.
At that mont, a na flashed through his mind—Ling Xiao.
"Could it be? Has Ling Xiao really returned?"
At the thought of this Death God-like figure, the martial artist shivered. Surviving an encounter with Ling Xiao was, in itself, a stroke of fortune.
In the streets, Ling Xiao was often rumored to be a rcurial demon, making the man’s fear all the more understandable.
This minor incident did not dampen Ling Xiao’s mood.
He looked up at the plaque reading "Holy Son Mansion," a sinister smile creeping across his lips.
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