"I can’t see through this person?"
Suddenly, the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox murmured in surprise. She had been observing Ye Xuan since he entered here, but was shocked to find that she couldn’t see through Ye Xuan’s cultivation.
"Could...could this person truly be a Saint King from a hundred million years ago?" The Netherworld Old Demon also looked slightly altered.
"Hmph, so what if he was once a Saint King? Now he’s just like us, what’s so surprising about that?" The Qingming Great Saint sneered coldly, his gaze towards Ye Xuan slightly hostile.
It’s not surprising that the Qingming Great Saint harbored hostility towards Ye Xuan, for he always had ambitions for Lin Miaofa. Seeing Lin Miaofa and another woman following Ye Xuan, naturally displeased him.
"Daoist Ye, I toast to you." Great Saint Mo Huo raised his cup and drank it all, without ntioning Ye Xuan’s killing of Ye Moluo.
As the saying goes, don’t strike a smiling face. Ye Xuan nodded slightly and drank the wine in his cup.
"Daoist Ye, let introduce the few Daoists present here to you."
Seeing Ye Xuan’s calm deanor, Great Saint Mo Huo turned his gaze slightly, then got up and began introducing the others to Ye Xuan.
"This is the Daoist Qingming from the Taichu Sacred Land, possessing the Tai Chu True Technique..."
"No need, I’m not interested in knowing them. Just say what you invited here for today." Ye Xuan interrupted directly with a wave of his hand.
"How daring!"
The Qingming Great Saint shouted angrily, having already disapproved of Ye Xuan’s arrogance. Now he even dared to ignore him, completely infuriating him.
Not just Qingming, but several others frowned slightly, also sowhat displeased with Ye Xuan’s disrespect.
No matter if you were a Saint King a hundred million years ago, you are no more than a Great Saint now, daring to ignore everyone present?
The most embarrassed was Great Saint Mo Huo, but he was cunningly wise. He first gave the Qingming Great Saint a subtle glance, evidently suggesting he suppress his anger and watch for his cues later.
"Daoist Ye is indeed straightforward. Actually, inviting you to this Southern Dipper gathering today is in hopes that you might join our Spirits Heavenly Palace." Mo Huo Great Saint smiled slightly as he spoke.
"I am not interested in the Spirits Heavenly Palace. If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave." Ye Xuan spoke calmly, gesturing to the two won, Lin Miaofa, as he began to stride towards the outside.
This scene left Great Saint Mo Huo stunned on the spot, expecting Ye Xuan would agree. Even if the latter declined, he would certainly find a reason to refuse politely.
But now, Ye Xuan directly refused, completely disregarding him, which instantly flushed Great Saint Mo Huo’s face and ignited burning anger in his chest.
"Daoist Ye, I must remind you, this is not a hundred million years ago. The Tenth Epoch is now ruled by our Spirits Heavenly Palace. If you walk out of here, I’m afraid your future will be difficult." Great Saint Mo Huo spoke coldly.
"Are you threatening ?"
Ye Xuan stopped in his tracks, turning back to look at Great Saint Mo Huo, a strange smile curving at the corners of his lips.
"Daoist has misunderstood . While our Spirits Heavenly Palace rules the Tenth Epoch, we do not threaten or bully others with our might. However, you did kill soone of our Spirits Heavenly Palace. Shouldn’t there be an explanation?"
Great Saint Mo Huo poured himself a full glass of wine and drank it in one go, the smile on his face vanished, replaced with an icy stare at Ye Xuan.
"If I were you, I wouldn’t waste so many words. If you want an explanation from , then it depends on whether you have the ability." Ye Xuan spoke indifferently.
How sophisticated is Ye Xuan?
How could he not see that Great Saint Mo Huo gathered the Great Saints present to give him a demonstration of power, letting him know the might of the Spirits Heavenly Palace, and then forcing him to join under pressure?
Unfortunately, Great Saint Mo Huo miscalculated one thing. Ye Xuan ca here to make trouble because he wanted to rise in the Southern Dipper Domain and needed to establish his prestige.
Ye Xuan is the type to either do nothing or do sothing earth-shattering.
Bullying small sects was disdainful to Ye Xuan, and the Spirits Heavenly Palace, with its vast power, was perfect for him to use as a stepping stone.
So might ask, has Ye Xuan gone mad, provoking the colossal Spirits Heavenly Palace — isn’t that courting death?
Actually, the reason is simple.
Firstly, Ye Xuan would not bow to the Spirits Heavenly Palace.
Secondly, the Master of Spirits rules the Tenth Epoch, being the tenth ancient Supre, and Ye Xuan’s goal is ancient supremacy; he cannot wait for the opening of the Eleventh Epoch.
According to Ye Xuan’s guess, if he could kill the Master of Spirits, doesn’t that an he could seize the ancient Supre seat of the Tenth Epoch?
Although this idea is extrely crazy, Ye Xuan believes it to be feasible.
So he is bound to confront the Spirits Heavenly Palace sooner or later.
The most crucial issue is, he is now at Great Saint Cultivation, still extrely far from ancient supremacy, and cultivation is about trials and opportunities. The Spirits Heavenly Palace is precisely a whetstone, constantly urging him to forge ahead.
Without pressure, there is no motivation. Only through the crucible of life and death can his cultivation progress quickly.
Ye Xuan clearly understands one thing: he is just an ordinary person. Throughout his journey, he has relied on diligent cultivation, hovering between life and death to constantly break through his own cultivation.
He does not possess Liu Baiyi’s Wushuang aptitude, nor does he have Liu Baiyi’s extraordinary talent. Liu Baiyi cultivates smoothly all the way to the peak, but Ye Xuan does not have this aptitude.
Buddhism often says all beings are equal, but in Ye Xuan’s understanding, people cannot be compared to one another.
So are born with imnse wealth, while others are born into poverty. With such different starting lines, how could they possibly be equal?
Yet Ye Xuan believes in one thing, although he lacks Liu Baiyi’s unparalleled aptitude and talent, he can climb to the top step by step through diligent cultivation, which is how he has always co along.
Frankly speaking, although Liu Baiyi is Ye Xuan’s dearest friend, Ye Xuan does not want to be overshadowed by Liu Baiyi.
He doesn’t want that when they et again, he, Ye Xuan, is still just a Great Saint, while Liu Baiyi has already entered the Saint King Realm, perhaps even surpassing the Saint Realm.
Everyone has a competitive spirit, and Ye Xuan is no exception. So he places imnse pressure on himself so that when they et again, he won’t fall short of Liu Baiyi.
Therefore, Ye Xuan will treat the Spirits Heavenly Palace as a whetstone to hone his Dao practices. Although it carries risks of life and death, Ye Xuan doesn’t mind, because this is the path he’s always walked.
"Daoist Ye, I can offer you one more chance. If you bow your head and apologize to our Spirits Heavenly Palace, your killing of Ye Moluo can be written off." Great Saint Mo Huo spoke coldly.
Great Saint Mo Huo did not want to push things too far, also giving Ye Xuan another chance.
"Miao Fa, if you don’t want the Miao Fa Kingdom to disappear, co to now."
Suddenly, Qingming Great Saint drank all the wine in his cup, looking faintly towards the two won, Lin Miaofa. The Great Saint’s power faintly erupted, distorting the surrounding void, his words filled with coercion.
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