I had heard a little about the three chief executives, so I was naturally familiar with them.
Lin Xiuyuan cupped his hands in greeting, remaining silent for a moment. His gaze swept lightly over the effeminate and handsome young man in the center of the room, then over the burly man on the left, finally settling on Wu Chengfeng, who was dressed in a black robe.
Then, his gaze returned to Chen Yu before he spoke, "Chief Chen, Chief Sect Master, I have long admired your reputation. Such cultivation and aura are truly rare in this world. You are indeed worthy of your name. Fellow Daoist Wu..."
Lin Xiuyuan shifted his gaze to Wu Chengfeng, a strange smile appearing on his face, tinged with a hint of oddity. "Fellow Daoist Wu, it's been a long time. As expected of the chief disciple of a major demonic sect, you've made rapid progress in over a hundred years."
Although the two sides have a deep-seated hatred for each other, this meeting is quite important and it is unlikely that the previous struggle will continue. So, some nice words will be said.
In fact, there was a hint of regret in those words.
Thanks to the resources provided by the sect, such as the spiritual spring cave and various precious pills, he has only recently stabilized at the mid-stage of the Purple Mansion realm and is still accumulating experience, moving towards the mid-level. It will take him a long time to accumulate before reaching the late stage of the Purple Mansion realm.
The opponent, however, had barely broken through to the late stage of the Purple Mansion realm!
Furthermore, Zong Qizhi's cultivation aura was roughly the same as Wu Chengfeng's, while Chen Yu, the chief disciple of the Hehuan Sect in the middle, was even stronger, having already approached the perfect state.
This comparison clearly reveals the gap and the lagging progress.
This stirred a few ripples in Lin Xiuyuan's heart.
However, that's all.
I was already mentally prepared for my lack of talent.
If we were to reveal our achievements today, it would be considered a miracle.
It's all thanks to the mysterious power of the purple talisman.
With this support, his Dao heart remained extremely firm.
Wu Chengfeng remained silent, only staring coldly at him with a chilling glint in his eyes.
Obviously, if this meeting weren't so important...
It's likely that the two won't be able to face each other peacefully for so long; they'll probably start fighting as soon as they meet.
Even so, he was unwilling to say even the most polite words.
It is clear that the other party harbors extreme hatred for Lin Xiuyuan.
Zong Qizhi nodded slightly, calmly sizing up Lin Xiuyuan, and merely glanced at Cheng Mao and the others behind him before ignoring them.
Chen Yu's handsome face showed a slight smile, revealing a touch of charm, but it did not seem contradictory. It was as if she had a female appearance but a male body, which made people feel dizzy and unable to look away for a moment.
Lin Xiuyuan suddenly felt a sense of clarity, and when he looked again, a hint of seriousness appeared in his eyes.
His magical power flowed quietly through his meridians, and his sea of consciousness stirred slightly, keeping his mind clear.
Compared to Liu Rong, his Dao heart was firm and his soul was powerful. The main reason was that the opponent was not using his charm technique at full strength. So the casual charm effect in his unintentional gestures had no effect on him at all.
However, merely standing opposite this chief disciple of the Hehuan Sect and focusing one's gaze on him for a moment caused a sense of disorientation to arise in one's soul...
It's unclear whether the opponent's realm is superior, or whether their Taoist techniques are more advanced.
This made Lin Xiuyuan feel a chill in his heart, and he became even more wary and apprehensive about Chen Yu, who was vaguely known as the number one demonic seed in the Northwest Demonic Path.
At this moment, Chen Yu gently waved the jade-shaped folding fan in her hand, her red lips smiling, her voice warm and gentle, conveying kindness and peace, making people feel an involuntary sense of goodwill.
"Fellow Daoist, you flatter me. You are no ordinary cultivator either. Your numerous achievements have been widely known recently. In Fengxia Mountain, you are hailed as a military genius! Indeed, many of your battles were divine, truly astonishing the world. I, Your Highness, am quite impressed."
Chen Yu, however, was a straightforward person. After saying a few polite words, he closed his folding fan and went straight to the point, cupping his hands and saying, "If Fellow Daoist Lin is willing to change his stance, we will forgive and forget the past. Our Northwest Demonic Path will treat you with the utmost courtesy and regard you as an honored guest!"
Lin Xiuyuan waved his hand and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen, you misunderstand. The purpose of this invitation is not for this, but to discuss an important matter with you all."
Upon hearing this, Chen Yu's expression froze for a moment, but quickly returned to normal, as if he had anticipated this situation and was not angry.
Standing to the side, Zong Qizhi remained silent, only his brows furrowed slightly as he looked at Lin Xiuyuan. But an inexplicable aura arose out of nowhere, slowly approaching Lin Xiuyuan, making him seem to smell a sweet fragrance in the air, accompanied by a pungent, gradually acrid stench of blood.
Wu Chengfeng, however, seized the opportunity. A cold glint appeared in his eyes, and he took a step forward, unleashing a powerful aura. He coldly shouted, "Heh, if you don't intend to come to us willingly, do you think you can sit on equal footing with us and discuss things? Or do you have some other scheme? You're courting death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his black robe billowed, and the Yin energy around him surged suddenly, transforming into several pitch-black chains that snaked and hissed in the void, like venomous snakes spitting their tongues.
For a moment, it resembled an eight-legged spider, rapidly tearing through the air and coiling around Lin Xiuyuan, either stabbing down or wrapping around him, forming a blocking force.
"Hmm? This..."
"This is not good, they've already started fighting!"
"Three top figures, this... is rather troublesome!"
Upon seeing this, Cheng Mao, Xu Zeda, and the others behind him were immediately taken aback.
Unexpectedly, one of the other party's top figures started fighting without saying a word.
For a moment, everyone felt a little uneasy.
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