As soon as the man in blue spoke, the scene instantly became quiet.
Those who were originally enjoying their meal and toasting each other stopped what they were doing. For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the man in green, looking at him carefully.
There is no doubt that everyone was attracted by the name he said.
You should know that now in Tianyan Continent, the name Ning Jie is known to everyone, after all, he is so famous!
He defeated the Buddhist sect in the Western Regions, became the champion of this World Martial Arts Competition, became the direct disciple of the world-famous Drunken Sword Immortal Qiu Yuebai, and became the first male saint in the history of Miaoyin Sect. All of these things show his extraordinaryness.
Not only that, the outside world also spread the word that he was a suave playboy, surrounded by many beauties, and each of them was the most beautiful in the world, which naturally made many men envious and hate him!
At this moment, the man in blue in front of them called himself Ning Jie, which naturally surprised everyone.
But after a brief silence, many people at the scene still remained skeptical and questioned:
"What are you bragging about, young man? You're the Holy Son of the Miaoyin Sect, but you only look decent. You're pretending to be someone else, but you don't even consider whether you're qualified enough!"
"Yes, what kind of identity does the Holy Son of Miaoyin Sect have? When the Holy Son of Miaoyin Sect travels, he must be followed by many protectors. How could this be possible?"
"Boy, you said you are Ning Jie, the Holy Son of Miaoyin Sect. Can you prove it?"
"That's right, prove it! I'm afraid it's just bragging."
Everyone was talking at once, some questioning and some mocking.
Amidst the noisy voices, the man in green seemed to be driven into a panic by these words. His face flushed red for a moment, and in a state of desperation, a faint white light suddenly emanated from around his body.
The light is somewhat soft, but it gives people an extremely mysterious feeling.
Seeing this scene, the people who were originally talking about it were suddenly surprised and speechless for a while.
Almost all the people present were ordinary people. Even though there were a few cultivators with a foundation in martial arts, they were only at the Qi training stage. Faced with the white light with such a mysterious aura, they found it difficult to distinguish it for a moment and stared at each other in amazement.
When Ning Jie saw the white light, he just narrowed his eyes slightly.
Others could not understand the white light, but how could Ning Jie not see it? He was very familiar with this aura, it was the aura of the fragment of the origin of luck.
Obviously, the man in green downstairs also got a fragment of the origin of luck by accident, but he had no idea how to use the power of the fragment of the origin of luck. The only thing he could show was glowing.
Seeing that everyone was shocked by the white light emanating from his body, the man in green naturally said with more confidence:
"Open your eyes and take a look!"
Now, many people were even more unsure and were discussing privately:
"He can't really be Ning Jie, right?"
"I think it's possible."
Those Qi Refining Realm cultivators who were not determined had already knelt on the ground and kowtowed:
"Welcome to the Holy Son!"
They were all cultivators of the lowest level, and when they saw this fake Ning Jie, they naturally wanted to curry favor with him, hoping to gain the appreciation of the Son of God.
Seeing that these monks were certain, ordinary people began to follow the trend.
"So he really is the Holy Son of the Miaoyin Sect. No wonder he looks so majestic. He is truly a hero among men, a leader among the younger generation!"
Everyone's attitude was very different from before, and they all tried their best to please.
The man in green seemed to enjoy the flattery from everyone. He squinted his eyes slightly, with a faint smile on his lips, pretending to be a superior.
But when he saw this scene, Lao Liu was unhappy.
As Ning Jie's subordinate, how could he tolerate others showing off by using his master's name? He glared at them, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go downstairs to teach the impostor a lesson.
But before he could take a step, Ning Jie stopped him and said calmly:
"Wait and see what he does."
Although Lao Liu was unwilling, he had no choice but to retreat.
The sound of flattery from downstairs was endless, and it took about an incense stick of time to praise the man in green before it gradually stopped.
At this time, the man in green looked around at everyone, and then said mysteriously:
"Everyone, the Holy Son has appeared today because he has something important to tell you!"
Everyone was confused.
"I wonder what important event the Holy Son is referring to?"
The man in blue took a deep breath and said seriously:
"I found the location of the ancient Rakshasa Kingdom!"
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