"Indeed, next ti we et, I will surely bite him, humph, daring to play tricks on ."
Ning Xinyue stood with her hands on her hips, speaking angrily, but her mind kept wandering.
On the other side, Jiang Shuling had already climbed up from the ground, he looked at Zuo Lin, his face sowhat embarrassed, but he still asked, "Master Zuo, who exactly is this person?"
"Ghost Ridge Palace, Blood Demon Ancestor, Su Jie."
Zuo Lin’s eyes were complicated as he spoke this na.
"What, it’s him."
Jiang Shuling’s mind was shaken trendously, he was not unfamiliar with this na, Heavenly Destiny People from the Ancient Continent, upon entering the Da Li Dynasty, he often heard stories of this great figure from the Demon Path.
But in his heart, Jiang Shuling sowhat looked down upon Su Jie, a Purple Mansion Cultivator from the Ancient Continent.
Yet now it seems, the person truly ignorant of greater powers was himself.
"Perhaps I really shouldn’t have co here."
Jiang Shuling murmured to himself, the confidence of being struck by Su Jie’s punch completely obliterated, at this mont, he suddenly felt a bit hosick.
..............
In the south of Da Li City, inside a luxurious mansion courtyard.
A dozen n and won were here discussing over tea, among them, three had the strongest and most imposing deanor.
A man dressed in black as night, holding a Long Saber, had an air of disdain toward all with a cruel deanor.
A middle-aged man dressed in a red robe, the hem of which moved without wind, a faint blood-red dragon shadow reflected behind him.
A woman dressed in a white robe, with an exquisite body sculpted by ice and snow, possessing noble and elegant beauty.
These three were the renowned sect masters of the Three Sects and Five Families of the Da Li Dynasty, Yin Yang Sect Master Xu Jinling, Purple Cloud Pavilion Master Jia Longheng, Jiutian Palace’s Master Xin Baining.
Every one of them stood as powerful cultivators in the Purple Mansion Realm, their sects being the most ancient in the history of the Da Li Dynasty, never ceasing the passing down of Purple Mansion Cultivators.
The remaining individuals present were also considerable leaders from Da Li Dynasty, all gathered together here.
These sect representatives ca because the Five Families, equal in fa to the Three Sects, had invited them to discuss significant matters.
Of course, now the Five Families had reduced to four because of the extermination of the Qingzhou Cui Family by Ghost Ridge Palace.
"What does the Li family an by calling us here and yet not showing themselves now that everyone has arrived? They have quite the airs."
The middle-aged man with red eyebrows, the Purple Cloud Pavilion Master Jia Longheng, complained, revealing significant impatience.
"Nowadays, in Da Li City, with the assembly of strong figures from the Exotic Realm, their aristocratic families feel pressured, most likely inviting us here to discuss strategies."
Jiutian Palace Master Xin Baining spoke with a crisp voice, with brows like paintings, and many couldn’t help but cast their gaze.
This celebrated beauty of the Da Li Dynasty, though over three hundred years old, showed no trace of age upon her.
"Those aristocratic families are always deceitful, a few years ago when the Cui Family was exterminated by Ghost Ridge Palace, we assud they would behave more humbly, yet they’ve furtively supported various uprisings, stirring trouble throughout the country."
Yin Yang Sect Master Xu Jinling held disdain for aristocratic families, his words not lacking in criticism.
Other present sect masters also engaged in discussions, noting the aristocratic families’ tendency to sche in turbulent tis, their involvent with the uprisings within Da Li Dynasty, and reportedly colluding with Exotic Realm cultivators who entered the Ancient Continent.
This is easy to comprehend; in chaotic tis, a new emperor is destined to erge, and aristocratic families will choose to stake their bets in advance.
Stronger aristocratic families will further advance their stakes to ensure a place within new dynasties once established.
"I just entered and heard soone speaking ill of us, I wonder when we offended Sect Master Xu."
Footsteps sounded from outside as a group entered the courtyard.
At the forefront was a middle-aged man wearing a scholar’s robe, donning a Confucian hat, holding a feather fan, and with no white beard, his Mid-stage Purple Mansion Cultivation plainly displayed.
Beside the man were three others, one holding Early-stage Purple Mansion Cultivation, while the other two wield Dao Platform Cultivation.
These four were from the millennia-old families of the Da Li Dynasty, the Lianzhou Li Family, Lanzhou Song Family, Anzhou Gao Family, Fengzhou Lu Family, the four great millennia-old families gathered, except for the Qingzhou Cui Family, removed by Ghost Ridge Palace.
Among this assembly, the scholar-robed man was the leader.
He was Li Daozhong, the current Family Head of the Lianzhou Li Family, the Li family boasting the strongest power among aristocratic families, always as the leading family.
Xu Jinling’s gaze was sharp like a knife, looking toward Li Daozhong as he approached, he softly said, "Perhaps Mr. Li is sowhat forgetful, not ntioning long ago, but five years back, when our sect’s Holy Daughter descended the mountains to train, targeted by your Li family, how can you forget?"
"This was a misunderstanding, our Li family has already visited to apologize, besides, your sect’s Holy Daughter likes ddling with affairs, we rely expelled her, not doing anything more."
Li Daozhong cupped his hand politely, poised yet not arrogant.
Xu Jinling snorted coldly, "ddling? Xiao Yue rely discovered your Li family enslaving starved peasants, righteously choosing to intervene."
Li Daozhong smiled, saying, "This is our family affair which your sect’s Holy Daughter intruded upon too much."
This remark essentially pointed fingers at Xu Jinling, stating that their matters were none of Yin Yang Palace’s business.
"Enough idle talk, Mr. Li, why have you summoned us here?"
Jia Longheng slapped the table, interrupting the quarrel between the two.
"Mr. Li, if just calling us to quarrel, we shall take our leave."
Xin Baining swept her gaze coldly toward the aristocratic families led by Li Daozhong.
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