Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

Despite the delicious dishes already on the table, they seemed to be mere appetizers, and the main course has yet to arrive.

The young martial artists were all discussing, feeling fortunate.

With their cultivation level, they definitely weren’t qualified to come to this place. If not for Fan Ruohai, the eldest son of the Fan Family, hosting this banquet today, some of them might not have even been able to break through the Seventh Layer.

The arrival of Ling Xiao and his three companions drew the attention of all the martial artists in the room.

”Three at the Yin-Yang Realm Third Layer and one at the Fourth Layer. How are such martial artists qualified to be here?”

”Old Wine must be getting blind in his old age, huh?”

In the Mysterious World, generally speaking, when one’s cultivation is more than three realms above others, they can discern the cultivation level of others.

This is the so-called insight.

Although one might occasionally misjudge due to certain reasons, it’s generally accurate.

Within these fifteen layers, young martial artists with a Yin-Yang Realm Seventh Layer cultivation are commonplace.

They can easily see through the cultivation levels of Ling Xiao and the others.

Of course, this was because Ling Xiao did not conceal his cultivation level; otherwise, not even martial artists at the Yin-Yang Realm Eighteenth Layer could discern his level.

Ling Xiao and the four were evidently despised upon their entrance.

Because the martial artists here had a minimum cultivation level of the Yin-Yang Realm Fifth Layer, their cultivation levels were simply unimpressive.

They looked at Ling Xiao, and Ling Xiao looked back at them.

The martial artists here are all under thirty years old, and their cultivation is quite advanced.

Now he understands why Fengming Wuyang said that only a handful from the Dragon and Phoenix Continent could truly represent the Tianhai Empire at the White Tiger Summit.

Truly, their cultivation levels are too weak.

Even though Fengming Lian, Leng Mei, and Ji Luoyu are considered elite on the Dragon and Phoenix Continent.

But here, they don’t amount to much.

There are over twenty people here, each with stronger cultivation levels than theirs.

Even Ling Xiao has to admit that their strength is inferior to others.

The person seated at the banquet’s head should be the Fan Family’s eldest son, Fan Ruohai, as referred to by the Wine Immortal.

This person dressed very leisurely and casually, chest open, with golden long hair draped over his shoulders.

He always exudes a lazy aura.

One can’t discern his cultivation level, supposedly due to some technique for concealing cultivation.

This person is absolute trouble.

Ling Xiao judged inwardly.

To Fan Ruohai’s right, there sat a woman, appearing to be in her twenties, with extraordinary beauty and presence.

Her gestures emanate the aura of a wealthy family’s daughter.

Moreover, her strength seems extremely formidable.

However, as introduced by Ji Luoyu through secret communication, this woman turned out to be Fan Ruohai’s maid, named ”Mu Wanshuang.”

And Mu Wanshuang is one of the most terrifying young experts in the Tianhai Empire.

It’s worth mentioning that Fan Ruohai isn’t among the four top young experts.

So rumors abound that Fan Ruohai’s standing in the Fan Family is largely thanks to Mu Wanshuang.

Mu Wanshuang used to be an assassin, one who completed tasks by living on the edge.

The ”Walking Corpse Camp” she’s from is the most dreadful assassin organization in the Tianhai Empire, where it’s said no one is normal, and deaths occur daily.

Moreover, the Walking Corpse Camp is rumored to be a secret organization of the Dark Divine Temple on the White Tiger Continent.

Of course, these are just rumors, not necessarily true.

Mu Wanshuang failed an assassination attempt on Fan Ruohai, nearly died, and was then saved by Fan Ruohai, becoming his personal maid.

These two might be the most dazzling stars of the entire banquet.

Even Ling Xiao can sense their dread.

Fan Ruohai lazily smiled and then looked at Ji Luoyu, saying, ”Hehe, I was wondering who it was, turns out to be the daughter of Senior Ji Qing, disciple of Medicine King Sun Ran. How disrespectful.”

”But you are much worse than your senior sister.”

His voice was very gentle and pleasant.

But Ji Luoyu felt uneasy.

”Hmph, Sun Leng Chan is Medicine King Sun Ran’s biological daughter, Sun Ran has taught her all his skills, how could she not excel?”

Ji Luoyu snorted coldly, ”Besides, listen, I’ve long severed my mentor-disciple relationship with Sun Ran, don’t mention me with that guy.”

Sun Leng Chan, daughter of Medicine King Sun Ran, famous as a stunning healer, one of Tianhai Empire’s four top young experts.

On par with Mu Wanshuang.

”Then you’ve lost out, Medicine King Sun Ran is a guest to the Four Great Empires, including the Zhengyi Sect, severing ties means your Tianlong Trade Company’s pill supply will be problematic.”

Fan Ruohai maintained his smile and said.

”That’s nothing for a gentleman to worry about, we naturally have our channels.”

Ji Luoyu smiled.

Besides being stronger than Ling Xiao, Medicine King Sun Ran’s skills in alchemy aren’t necessarily superior.

Ji Luoyu naturally felt no concern.

Because the relationship between Ling Xiao and Tianlong Trade Company, originating from Princess Emma Ya Cloud, is already very good, often collaborating.

At this moment, everyone’s attention at the banquet was on Ji Luoyu.

Although Ji Luoyu’s cultivation is not very strong, reaching the Yin-Yang Realm Third Layer at her age is already impressive.

Thus, she is also an outstanding future star.

Of course, some were ogling Fengming Lian and Leng Mei.

Only Ling Xiao was entirely overlooked by everyone.

Their cultivation levels were all unremarkable, yet the three women’s outstanding beauty clearly drew more attention than a young man like Ling Xiao.

”Who passed Old Wine’s assessment?”

Fan Ruohai suddenly switched the topic and asked.

”Of course, my Brother Ling did.”

Ji Luoyu said excitedly.

Brother Ling?

At the banquet, many young male martial artists instantly felt a twinge of jealousy.

Ji Luoyu is as beautiful as a flower, with a significant background.

Everyone wants to build a good relationship with her.

Yet this lovely beauty calls an unremarkable young man with mediocre cultivation ”Brother.”

This left them feeling unbalanced.

It’s akin to the notion of a swan being coupled with a toad.

”Oh? Miss Luo Yu refers to you, I presume. I am Fan Ruohai, eldest son of the Fan Family. How should I address you?”

Fan Ruohai was indeed courteous, exhibiting a dignified demeanor.

This also gave Ling Xiao a slight favorable impression.

”I am Ling Xiao from the Heavenly Dynasty Empire,”

Ling Xiao replied calmly.

He did not mention his title as Heavenly Emperor, because, before these people, his cultivation was too weak, and claiming the title of Heavenly Emperor would invite resentment.

He’s temporarily unqualified.

It would be prudent to declare his identity as the Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Dynasty Empire after securing the top honor at the White Tiger Summit.

”Heavenly Dynasty Empire? Is that the rebellious nation not recognized by the Four Great Empires and Zhengyi Sect?”

Someone at the banquet asked.

Ling Xiao did not respond to this question.

For it was unnecessary to answer; the term ”rebellious nation,” was not to his liking.

Simply for not agreeing to be a vassal of the Tianhai Empire, it became unlawful.