In the spectator area, the many Golden Cores started scanning their surroundings and discussing the mont the emperor finished his sentence – all of them wanted to spot Mr. Mo right away.
So Golden Cores noticed a green-robed cultivator approaching from afar but they did not take it to heart.
That was a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator in his twenties after all and no one paid attention.
However, as ti passed by, no one within the spectator area stood forth. However, the green-robed cultivator who was headed over approached closer and closer.
More Golden Cores were starting to notice this.
Elder Zhang of True Fire Sect had t Mo Ling in the palace before. When he caught sight of the green-robed cultivator heading over, he rely harrumphed.
However, Elder Zhang focused his gaze imdiately after and it remained stuck on the sect badge that was hanging on the green-robed cultivator’s waist.
While he had indeed caught sight of Mo Ling’s appearance before, he did not know of the latter’s true identity, let alone know what the latter had to do with Ethereal Peak.
Sima Zhi frowned and asked, “Elder Zhang, haven’t you t this Mo Ling before? Where is he?”
“How could this be? How could this be!”
“H-He’s from Ethereal Peak...”
Elder Zhang did not seem to have heard anything as he muttered to himself in a lost manner.
Golden Cores of the five major sects were seated in the third spectator area.
All of them noticed Elder Zhang’s abnormality and looked down in the direction of his gaze.
The Golden Cores of Azure Frost Sect and Southern Mountains Sect did not have much of a reaction, rely frowning – they were puzzled as to why this Foundation Establishnt Cultivator of Ethereal Peak was walking over.
However, Perfected Being Cang Lang narrowed his eyes and there was a flash of killing intent in them!
Su Zimo!
Do you think that I won’t be able to lay my hands on you because you have Ethereal Peak backing you?
Perfected Being Cang Lang sneered and finished his wine in one gulp.
“Ah!”
Liu Hui gasped and looked at the green-robed cultivator who was afar in disbelief.
Xuan Yi’s expression changed as well. In the midst of his emotional turmoil, he leaped up with joy in his eyes!
He’s not dead!
He was indeed still alive!
At that mont, Xuan Yi suddenly felt much relieved.
The fact that Su Zimo wasn’t dead ant that he would have a successor for his sword formation techniques.
Perhaps, if Su Zimo were to head back and cultivate for another ten years, with his talent, he might be able to leave his na on the Weapon Ranking for the next sect competition!
Or perhaps... if he were to train for another ten years, Su Zimo might even be able to vie for the Spirit Ranking!
At that thought, Xuan Yi could not help but smile to himself.
It did not matter even if Ethereal Peak did not obtain a single spot for the sect competition this ti round – Su Zimo’s survival ant that there was still hope for Ethereal Peak.
“If Wen Xuan knew that you were still alive, perhaps he would feel better...”
Xuan Yi lanted internally.
...
Many Golden Cores frowned in displeasure as they watched the approaching green-robed cultivator below the spectator area.
After all, the seats were only ant for Golden Cores and not any random Foundation Establishnt Cultivators; even a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator from Ethereal Peak was not spared from the rules!
The discussions in the spectator area grew louder as many Golden Cores were upset.
At the entrance of the spectator, the three guard squad commanders, the bearded man, Bai Yuhan and Bald Vulture were calm and ignored everyone.
“Hey!”
One of the Golden Cores drank quite a bit and his cheeks were red. With alcohol bolstering his courage, he stood up and shouted to the three commanders.
“Fellow... Fellow Daoists! Who is that!” The man raised his wine glass and pointed to Su Zimo unsteadily while burping.
The three commanders lowered their eyes and remained silent.
The person’s body swayed and looked intoxicated as he shouted, “This is the spectator area for Golden Cores! What’s that person doing here? You guys are guards of the capital and Imperial Army soldiers! Why aren’t you chasing him away!”
The three commanders remained motionless, as if they had not heard anything.
The discussion in the spectator area quietened gradually.
So of the sharper cultivators slowly regained their senses.
The three commanders were not stopping the green-robed cultivator who was approaching and the emperor was being silent about it as well!
What did that an?
Psst!
Many cultivators gasped and their expressions changed.
Could it be...
Could that young Foundation Establishnt Cultivator be...
The drunk Golden Core sobered up a little as well. Shaking his head, he struggled to open his eyes and look at the approaching person.
At that mont, the gazes of more than a thousand Golden Cores and more than a hundred thousand Foundation Establishnt Cultivators landed on that green-robed cultivator who was about to step on the golden carpet!
All eyes were on him!
Su Zimo arrived before the spectator area and the three commanders on both sides bowed with cupped fists. “Please take your seat, Mr. Mo.”
Nodding his head, Su Zimo stepped on the golden carpet and walked up with a calm expression!
Boom!
Those words fell as if a gigantic rock was thrown into the middle of a calm lake surface, causing a storm to brew in everyone’s hearts!
The massive square was completely silent at that mont, as though everyone was strangled by an invisible force and could not breathe.
It was the sa at the spectator area as well.
Above and below, ti seed to have stopped.
Everyone was petrified on the spot motionlessly and the green-robed cultivator on the golden carpet was the only one who was continuing with his footsteps one by one!
Clang!
The wine glass in the hands of the drunken Golden Core fell to the ground with a resounding clash.
That sound seed to break the frozen ti.
Breaking out in cold sweat, that person sobered up instantly and shuddered at the thought of what he had just said. He cupped his fists and bowed hurriedly, saying with a frantic expression, “G-G-Greetings, Mr. Mo!”
The cultivators at the bottom spectator area were all itinerant cultivators.
Most of the itinerant cultivators had not experienced massive events and coupled with how prominent Mo Ling’s na was, they were shocked – so of them even jolted up instinctively.
“Mr. Mo!”
“Mr. Mo!”
As Su Zimo advanced, rows of Golden Cores stood up on both sides of the spectator area, bowing with cupped fists – it was a spectacular sight.
It was a formidable event!
At that mont, everyone forgot about the age and cultivation of that man before them.
All they could feel was shock and awe coming from the green-robed cultivator. He had an aura superior to everything that was impossible to resist!
The higher the stairs, the greater the strength and status of the Golden Cores on both sides.
Initially, so of the Golden Cores at the back had no intention of standing up to greet because of their statuses.
However, they were helpless against the hundreds of Golden Cores before them who were standing up. They would seem like eyesores if they continued sitting.
With almost no ti to contemplate, coupled with the fact that their minds were in a ss, they stood up automatically when Su Zimo approached.
As Su Zimo walked, the Golden Cores at the spectator area had all turned into part of the background.
“Well, well, well!”
Xuan Yi’s heart skipped a beat as he remarked repeatedly.
Even as a Golden Core, Liu Hui covered her mouth with reddened eyes. Finally, she could not contain her emotions and cried.
When they arrived in the capital, they had suffered too much ridicule and mocking gazes.
News of how Ethereal Peak was weakened, how Ethereal Peak could not hang on anymore and how they were about to be kicked out of the five major sects spread endlessly.
She had no way of refuting all of that.
But at this mont, all of those rumors were gone with the wind!
She finally understood why the three commanders told them that Ethereal Peak was about to beco famous again!
From this day forth, who would dare claim that Ethereal Peak has nobody worthy!
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