Chapter 252 The Blind Martial Uncle Was Made to Cry by His Black-Hearted Nephew (30)
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However, whether he should say it or not, it has to be Chi Jinhan. In that situation, his soul was almost shattered into dust, and it was really difficult for him to piece it back together.
As Yu Sheng thought of Chi Jinhan, Feng Ciye's DNA, etched into his very bones, stirred.
Was Sheng Sheng thinking about other little vixens just now?
"Sheng Sheng, what were you thinking about just now? Why were you spacing out?" Feng Ciye asked, feigning composure.
Yu Sheng, who knew him well, could keenly sense the strong tension in Feng Ciye's words.
"Of course I imagine our wedding day."
Feng Ciye's expression visibly softened.
Meanwhile, on Liu Zhixu and Pei Ze's side...
After confirming with Pei Ze that all matters concerning the Immortal Sect Conference had been arranged, Liu Zhixu took Pei Ze with him to welcome the various sects.
Of course, as for those smaller sects, although they also participated, they were only greeted by some outer sect elders.
Liu Zhixu and Pei Ze went to greet the other nine major sects, with Chaotian Sect as the leader.
To be honest, if it weren't for the need for different sects to save face, Liu Zhixu really wouldn't have bothered to greet those old bastards and young bastards from the Chaotian Sect.
But he was, after all, the head of a sect. He didn't care about his own face, but he still had to consider the reputation of the Sword Sect as the number one immortal sect.
"Sect Leader Liu, it's been so long, I've missed you dearly!" The speaker was Wang Chaotian, the sect leader of the Chaotian Sect.
Liu Zhixu suppressed the urge to roll his eyes, put on a polite smile, and exchanged a few pleasantries with Wang Chaotian, saying, "Sect Master, you are still the same as before, you haven't changed at all."
Tch, just as shameless and brazen as ever.
"Is that so?" Wang Chaotian stroked the stubble on his chin and said with a smile, "It's alright, but for us cultivators, a few years is indeed not much of a change. However, if I had to say something different, my cultivation level has changed a bit."
Liu Zhixu silently rolled her eyes.
Of course he saw it.
This guy's original cultivation level was the same as his, both being at the early stage of the Integration Realm. He could see the other's cultivation level, and the other could also see his cultivation level.
Now, he can no longer see through Wang Chaotian's cultivation level.
He either used some kind of magical artifact to conceal his cultivation level, or he broke through to a higher level.
Based on his understanding of Wang Chaotian over the years, this person had most likely achieved a breakthrough.
I bet the next thing they'll say is that they're mocking his stagnant cultivation.
"However, Brother Liu's cultivation level really hasn't changed at all. Has he reached a bottleneck?"
“My talent is just average, and I am naturally not as good as Sect Master Wang. However, I am not in a hurry to improve my cultivation level. After all, I am only a little over eight hundred years old.”
Pshaw, what are you, an old man over a thousand years old, pretending to be all that?
They've all started cultivating immortality. Cultivators usually spend years in seclusion, and the later the cultivation goes, the more difficult it becomes. At his age, reaching the Integration Stage is already quite impressive, okay?
So what if that Wang Chaotian broke through in cultivation?
He's getting on in years! I really don't know what he has to be so proud of.
Wang Chaotian's expression changed when he heard Liu Zhixu mention "age".
As the leader of a sect, one inevitably has to compare oneself with the ten major sects.
As the Sword Sect's arch-rival, the Chaotian Sect naturally enjoys competing in cultivation levels.
However, there are also age differences between sect leaders, just like Wang Chaotian and Liu Zhixu. Wang Chaotian is almost twice the age of Liu Zhixu.
Wang Chaotian couldn't save face, and his smile faded considerably.
Clearly, he understood the unspoken meaning behind Liu Zhixu's words.
Wang Chaotian glared fiercely at Liu Zhixu, then led the disciples and elders of the Chaotian Sect to the inner sect to take their seats.
Liu Zhixu and Pei Ze, however, still had to greet people from other sects at the entrance.
The second and third to arrive at the Sword Sect were the Joyful Union Sect and the Sound Sect, which has always been at odds with the Joyful Union Sect.
The reason, of course, is the love-hate relationship between Xie Zhi, the junior uncle of the Yin Sect, and Jiang Linyi, the sect leader of the Hehuan Sect.
"Oh, isn't this Xie Zhi, the junior uncle of the Yin Sect? Why are you willing to come down the mountain to meet people?" Jiang Linyi said with a sarcastic tone.
Xie Zhi remained silent, his expression aloof, as if Jiang Linyi wasn't referring to him.
But Zhu Zong, the sect leader of the Yin Sect, couldn't stand it anymore. He looked coldly at Jiang Linyi and laughed angrily, "Heh, now even a sect like the Hehuan Sect has become one of the top ten sects of the immortal sects. The immortal sects are really getting worse year by year."
"Unlike you Music Sect members, you all like to go crazy. You're perfectly normal Music Sect members, but you wear all white and practice funeral songs all day long. If you didn't know better, you'd think your junior uncle was dead!"
Jiang Linyi cursed Xie Zhi directly in front of him, but Xie Zhi still didn't say anything.
Zhu Zongqi's voice trembled, but seeing his junior uncle's departing figure, he snorted coldly and waved his sleeve before leaving as well.
The disciples and elders of the Sound Sect looked at their own white robes and then at the colorful clothes of the people opposite them, and suddenly realized that what they said wasn't entirely without merit.
Noticing the gaze of the Yin Sect across from them, the Hehuan Sect disciples raised their heads one by one, and the tension between the two sects grew increasingly intense.
"What, aren't you going to find your junior uncle? If he confesses to someone openly again, it will be incredibly embarrassing," Jiang Linyi said with a smile, making the Yin Zong opposite him look at him as if he wanted to devour him.
And at this moment, Liu Zhixu...
He was happily munching on sunflower seeds.
How can you watch a good show without some melon seeds?
So, after the members of the Sound Sect went inside, they also glared at him.
Liu Zhixu spread his hands innocently, "Why are you glaring at me too? It was Jiang Linyi who provoked them, not me."
Pei smiled helplessly.
Master, you're just watching this show in front of them, and they haven't attacked you because they're the sect leader of the Sword Sect.
"Want some? Give me a handful." Jiang Linyi unceremoniously swiped a handful of sunflower seeds from Liu Zhixu's hand.
He then said to his disciples, "I'm going to see Immortal Venerable Yaoyue first. You all stay put. If anyone causes trouble, I'll beat them to a pulp when I get back."
The disciples of the Hehuan Sect watched with constipated expressions as their sect leader patted his behind and left, leaving them looking at each other in bewilderment.
Out of boredom, Liu Zhixu successively received the Dan Sect, the Qi Sect, the Chan Sect, the Fu Sect, the Xuanmen Sect, and the Yushou Sect.
Now let's talk about Jiang Linyi.
He knew Yaoyue Peak like the back of his hand. Coming to Yaoyue Peak was like coming home to him, provided, of course, that he didn't run into Xie Zhi on the way.
Xie Zhi seemed to be waiting for him on purpose.
Although Jiang Linyi saw through it, he was too lazy to pay attention to him and turned around to try to get past Xie Zhi. Unfortunately, Xie Zhi seemed to have expected this, and grabbed his wrist, holding him firmly in his arms.
"Xie Zhi, what the hell are you trying to do?!"
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