“Why are you cursing?” Yang Kai looked at him lightly.
Wu Chang sneered, “If he don’t even dare to come see me, what else can he be?”
Murong Xiaoxiao angrily said, “Senior Brother Xia is too busy to come see you.”
Wu Chang put his hands behind his back and said, “Everyone has their own excuses. Is he afraid of being defeated by this king again?”
“It’s not like that!” Murong Xiaoxiao still wanted to argue, but Yang Kai raised his hand to stop her and said in a neutral tone, “I also heard about what happened at the Martial Meeting last time, so a moment of pride and loss of power is nothing. Before coming here, Senior Brother Xia said that Brother Wu Chang is a passionate person and asked Junior Brother to accompany him.”
He had not even seen Xia Sheng recently, so he naturally could not give such an explanation.
However, he was now representing Azure Sun Temple, so how could he be willing to be slapped in the face? If he encountered any trouble, he would naturally refute it, stabilizing his momentum before anything else.
“You?” Wu Chang looked Yang Kai up and down before nodding slightly, “You’re quite qualified, I hope you won’t disappoint me.”
“Maybe it’s a surprise!” Yang Kai raised his brow. This bastard, don’t fall into my hands, or I’ll teach you a lesson.
“Shameless boasting!” Wu Chang sneered.
Chen Wenhao turned his head and shouted, “Shut up, Wu Chang! This is Plain Palace, don’t act so presumptuous!”
Gao Xueting also said, “Don’t say anymore.”
Wu Chang’s face was filled with resentment, but he didn’t want to embarrass his Elder in front of an outsider. Waving his hand, he turned his head to the side. Yang Kai and the others naturally couldn’t be bothered to argue with him, and the storm quickly dissipated. After all, everyone knew that it was impossible for anyone to act in such a situation, and arguing would only make them look like a joke.
Wen Zishan chuckled, “Young people are indeed young and vigorous, not bad, not bad.”
Feng Ming didn’t comment, instead cupping his fists and saying, “Most of the Fellow Cultivators from the Southern Domain have arrived, and the Palace Master is currently accompanying them. Please come in.” Turning to Zhuang Bufan, he ordered, “Xiao Fan, lead the two Seniors to the guest hall.”
“Yes,” Zhuang Bufan nodded and stretched out his hand, “Please.”
Feng Ming said, “Temple Master Wen, Holy Master Ma, please forgive me. This Feng has a duty to perform, so it is inconvenient for me to accompany you more.”
“Elder Feng is too polite, we’ll catch up later.” Wen Zishan smiled and followed behind Zhuang Bufan towards the summit.
Ma Qing also nodded towards him and led the group from the Heavenly Martial Holy Land to follow closely behind. This time, they didn’t try to compete with each other.
As the group of people walked further away, Feng Ming suddenly turned his head and stared at Yang Kai, his brow furrowing slightly. When there was no one around, he took out his communication compass and sent a message to someone.
When the group of people reached the halfway point, a fork in the road appeared. On both sides of the road, there were disciples from the Plain Palace waiting for them. When they saw someone, they bowed and extended their hands to greet them.
Zhuang Bufan turned around and said, “Seniors, please arrange the disciples who have come to participate in the Martial Meeting.”
This group of people were going to the summit to rest, and only the Emperor Realm masters had the qualifications to do so, so the disciples behind them naturally couldn’t follow them. Everyone was well aware of this.
Wen Zishan turned his head and gestured, and Gao Xueting immediately arranged for a group of disciples from the Azure Sun Temple to follow an attendant to the right. As for the Heavenly Martial Holy Land, they naturally chose the left. The two families’ disciples were somewhat at odds with each other, so if they were to live together, it was likely they would start fighting before the Martial Meeting began tomorrow. It must be known that at this time, there was no Emperor Realm Elder to suppress them.
The rest of the group once again followed Wu Chang up the stairs, the people from the two great forces divided into two distinct groups.
Not long after, they arrived at the peak of the mountain and saw a magnificent palace with an imposing aura. There were already attendants waiting outside the palace.
Zhuang Bufan led a group of people towards the palace, and as soon as they entered the hall, a burst of noise rang out, causing Yang Kai, Murong Xiaoxiao, and the others to look at each other, not expecting it to be so lively inside.
Looking around, everyone was a bit startled. There were no less than five or six hundred people gathered in this hall, most of them actually Emperor Realm masters. As the waiters shuttled back and forth, the hall was also filled with tables filled with delicacies and wine.
The hall was filled with guests and was bustling with noise and excitement. From time to time, people would come and go, raising their glasses and drinking.
In the middle of the hall, a group of forty or so young girls were dancing lightly. Their clothes were not revealing, but instead, they were all young and beautiful, with graceful waists and graceful arms, causing some people to smile as they watched.
Although these dancers were arranged by the Plain Palace to liven things up, with the status of the Plain Palace, they wouldn’t put too much effort into it. If they wore too revealing clothes, it would be too embarrassing, so this arrangement made the Plain Palace look even more imposing.
However, most people’s attention wasn’t on them. The Southern Domain’s Emperor Realm masters were gathered here, and the Sect Masters and Patriarchs of the various great Sects were all gathered here. This was the time for them to make friends, so who would pay any attention to them?
It wasn’t easy for Emperor Realms to gather together, and the Southern Domain Martial Meeting was a good place to gather.
Wen Zishan and Ma Qing had just led a group of people in when someone put down his wine cup and stood up to greet, “Temple Master Wen, Holy Master Ma.”
As soon as this voice rang out, the noisy hall became much quieter. Everyone turned their heads to look at him, greeting him one after another. Wen Zishan wore a smile on his face as he bowed in all directions. Under Zhuang Bufan’s lead, they walked all the way to the front. Ma Qing, on the other hand, didn’t even look at them, wearing a cold expression. However, those who were familiar with him all knew that he was just like this, and it wasn’t as if he didn’t give others face.
At the head of the table, a burly man in black robes smiled and turned his head towards a scholarly looking middle-aged man sitting to his right, “I told you, within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the two of them will definitely arrive. Look, aren’t they already here?”
The scholarly man smiled and said, “Brother Lei’s plans are truly profound.”
The only person who could sit at the head of the table here, besides Palace Master Lei Gu, no one else.
This scholarly man was obviously from a Sect in the Southern Domain. His cultivation was at the Second-Order Emperor Realm, and his seat was extremely high.
“Brother Lei!”
Wen Zishan and Ma Qing stepped forward and cupped their fists.
Lei Gu stood up and said, “The two of you have had a long journey, please take a seat.”
Although there were many tables in the hall and everyone was seated, the four tables closest to the front were empty and no one dared to occupy them. These four tables were obviously reserved for people from Azure Sun Temple and Heavenly Martial Holy Land.
Wen Zishan and Ma Qing separated to the left and right, each bringing their own Elders to their respective seats.
Wen Zishan and Ma Qing naturally each occupied a table, while the Elders who had come with them were crowded together. The Azure Sun Temple had one more person than the Heavenly Martial Holy Land, so this table was perfectly filled.
Immediately, a maid came forward to pour wine for everyone.
Lei Gu slowly stood up, raised a cup in his hand, and said loudly, “This is a grand occasion for the Southern Domain Martial Meeting, and thanks to the favor of the Southern Domain’s Fellow Cultivators, this Martial Meeting will be hosted by my Plain Palace. This Lei and the entire Plain Palace will do their best to create a fair competition environment for all of you in the Southern Domain. There will be no bias, so I wish all of you the best of luck in your respective Sects’ disciples’ victory. May your Martial Qi prosper and be passed on to the next generation of my Southern Domain’s Torch Flame. This is only a few cups of wine to show my respect, so please drink to your heart’s content!”
“Many thanks, Palace Master Lei!” In the main hall, everyone responded in unison, raising their glasses and drinking together, the scene quite lively.
A toast was Lei Gu’s etiquette as the host, and after that, everyone was free to act as they pleased. Tomorrow was the Martial Meeting’s opening day, and at that time, the atmosphere would no longer be so harmonious, so the casualties of their disciples were inevitable.
Many people cam to Azure Sun Temple to offer a toast, but most of them were here because of Gao Xueting.
Luo Chen didn’t have many connections, so he didn’t have such an honor. Yang Kai, Xiao Baiyi, and Murong Xiaoxiao were purely here to broaden their horizons and didn’t know many Emperor Realm, so naturally, no one paid them any attention and were quite happy to be idle.
Yang Kai took some time to ask Murong Xiaoxiao about this and understood why the relationship with the Heavenly Martial Holy Land had become somewhat strained. As he had expected, it was indeed because of the last Martial Meeting. Both sides had fought for the first and second place in the individual and group battles, and neither side was willing to acknowledge the other, so naturally there was some competition.
An hour later, Lei Gu, Wen Zishan, and Ma Qing left the stage early. The three of them gathered together to discuss tomorrow’s Martial Meeting, the list of names, and the venue planning. Although it was all arranged by the Plain Palace and there was no need for them to play any tricks, Wen Zishan and Ma Qing still had to check it out.
After these three people left, the atmosphere in the hall became even more lively. It could be seen that the three of them were still giving off some pressure.
As Yang Kai drank and ate, he looked around, seemingly bored. To be honest, he had been somewhat interested in the Martial Meeting at first, but after coming here, he realized that it was only so-so. If it weren’t for this matter, he would have wanted to return home.
Although there wouldn’t be any major problems with the North Region’s High Heaven Palace, the dust had yet to settle, so it would be somewhat worrying if he didn’t personally oversee it.
The main thing was that his cultivation had reached the 2nd order Emperor Realm, so the competition between Principle Source Stage, Void King Realm, and Void Return Stage masters was too difficult for him to be interested in. He had already killed a large number of Emperor Realms, so how could he be in the mood to watch these small fights?
However, since the Azure Sun Temple had chosen him, he could only accompany them.
Suddenly remembering something, Yang Kai turned to look at Gao Xueting and asked, “Senior Sister Gao, what did Wu Chang mean when he said Senior Brother Xia was afraid of losing to him again? Is there a competition between the Emperor Realm masters in this Martial Meeting?”
Gao Xueting replied, “There is no in this Martial Meeting, there will be after the Martial Meeting, but that is also voluntary, and there is no reward, it is purely a form of communication.”
Yang Kai nodded and secretly made up his mind. When the time came, if Wu Chang dared to provoke him again, he would definitely teach him a lesson. No matter what kind of special physique he had, it couldn’t possibly be stronger than the 3rd order Emperor Realm, right?
With Yang Kai’s current strength, it shouldn’t be a problem for him to fight against a 3rd order Emperor Realm. If he were to use all of his trump cards, even the 3rd order Emperor Realm would have to stand to the side. Yang Kai didn’t know if Wu Chang would give him this opportunity.
Raising his cup to his lips, Yang Kai glanced over and saw Wu Chang looking towards him, his blue and red eyes flashing with a strange light. Yang Kai sneered, a look of disdain appearing on his face, almost causing Wu Chang’s nose to distort.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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