130: Dude, you're still feeding your child at a time like this?

Night fell, and the Ten Thousand Races Holy City was brilliantly lit.

The Tianxin Hall, located in the city center, was illuminated as bright as day by countless night pearls and the light of Formations.

Tonight, a special banquet would be held here—only inviting the top and most promising prodigies of this Myriad Races Prodigy Battle.

Those who could receive an invitation were either descendants of major powers with deep backgrounds or Loose Cultivator prodigies with astonishing strength and illustrious battle records.

At this moment, the area outside Tianxin Hall was bustling with traffic. All kinds of luxurious mounts and flying ships filled the square, and figures with powerful Auras stepped into the hall under the guidance of attendants.

"Look! That's Leng Wuhen, the Glacier Sword of the Northern District! It's said he once froze three thousand miles with a single sword strike and killed an alien Early Stage Martial Emperor!"

"Kongwu, the Vajra Arhat of the Western District, is also here! His Buddhist Body Refining Cultivation Technique has reached the Transcendent stage, and his Physical Body once withstood a full-strength strike from a Middle Stage Martial Emperor without damage!"

"Liu Piaopiao, the Poison Fairy of the Southern District... Tsk tsk, I heard her poison techniques are superb, even Martial Emperors have to be wary of her!"

"There are even more geniuses in the Central District! Look, that's Yan Wuji of the Heavenly Fire Sect. Although he suffered a setback at Lin Fan's hands two days ago, his strength is indeed not to be underestimated..."

"There's also Xing Wuyue of the Star Palace, Shou Kuang of Myriad Beasts Mountain, Bing Wuchen of the Mystic Ice Palace..."

The crowd discussed animatedly, their eyes filled with envy and awe.

These were the true favored children of heaven, the top existences of the younger generation in the Blood Prison Battlefield!

And just as everyone was discussing.

A figure attracted everyone's attention.

Black clothes, black hair, a young Face, and an indifferent gaze.

Riding a ferocious Fifth-Order Qionghi, followed by two beautiful women of different temperaments, a simple and sturdy youth, and a fierce-looking old man.

It was Lin Fan's group!

"Lin Fan of the Eastern District... he's here too!"

"He really is as young as the rumors say... but his Aura is so strong!"

"Look at that Qionghi he's riding; its ferocity is overwhelming. As expected of an ancient Vicious Beast!"

"Who's that silly kid behind him? He looks simple-minded, but how is his blood qi so terrifying?"

Countless gazes focused on them, filled with curiosity, wariness, scrutiny, and... undisguised Battle Intent.

Lin Fan's expression was calm as he dismounted from the Qionghi and threw the reins to a nearby attendant.

When the attendant took the reins, his hands were shaking—this was a Fifth-Order Fierce Beast! It could swallow him in one bite!

"City Lord Lin Fan, this way please."

A manager wearing a moon-white robe with an Aura reaching Peak Martial King came forward, his attitude respectful yet neither humble nor arrogant.

"City Lord Xiao has been waiting in the hall and has specifically reserved a guest of honor seat for you."

"Lead the way," Lin Fan said indifferently.

Under the manager's guidance, Lin Fan's group entered Tianxin Hall.

Inside the hall, it was magnificent and filled with Spiritual Qi.

Hundreds of jade tables were arranged in a circle, and behind each table sat a young Prodigy with an extraordinary Aura.

At the very top was a high platform where three people sat.

The one in the center, in a moon-white robe with an elegant Face and an unfathomable Aura, was Xiao Wuya, the City Lord of Ten Thousand Races Holy City.

To the left was a handsome, demonic-looking youth in a star-patterned Daoist robe—Xing Wuyue, the Young Palace Master of the Star Palace.

To the right was a burly man in animal skins, built like an iron tower and radiating a primitive Aura—Shou Kuang, the Young Lord of Myriad Beasts Mountain.

When Lin Fan entered the hall, everyone's gazes shifted toward him in unison.

There was curiosity, scrutiny, hostility, and... disdain.

"City Lord Lin Fan, welcome."

Xiao Wuya was the first to stand up, smiling and cupping his hands.

"I have heard of your great name for a long time. Seeing you today, it is indeed well-deserved."

"City Lord Xiao is too kind." Lin Fan nodded slightly, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Someone, bring a seat for City Lord Lin Fan."

Xiao Wuya ordered, and soon an attendant added a jade table below the high platform, at the position closest to the main seat.

This position was closest to Xiao Wuya, Xing Wuyue, and Shou Kuang, clearly one of the most honorable guest seats.

For a moment, a slight commotion broke out in the hall.

Many prodigies showed looks of dissatisfaction in their eyes.

They, the descendants of top powers in the Central District, could only sit below. Why should a bumpkin from the Eastern District sit in such a forward position?

"City Lord Xiao."

Just then, a cold voice rang out.

The speaker was a young man in blue robes sitting not far across from Lin Fan—Bing Wuchen, the Young Palace Master of the Mystic Ice Palace.

He had a handsome Face and a cold, arrogant temperament. He was currently staring coldly at Lin Fan.

"I heard that this City Lord Lin Fan just arrived at the Sacred City three days ago and beat up people from my Sacred City Guard?"

"Does such an arrogant and overbearing person deserve to sit in such an honorable seat?"

As the voice fell, the atmosphere in the hall froze.

Many prodigies showed expressions of watching a good show.

Bing Wuchen, the Young Palace Master of the Mystic Ice Palace, with an Early Stage Martial Emperor cultivation and his "Mystic Ice True Intent" having reached the Transcendent stage, was one of the well-known top prodigies in the Central District.

More importantly—the Mystic Ice Palace was closely related to the Ten Thousand Races Holy City, and Bing Wuchen was Xiao Wuya's nephew!

He Questioning Lin Fan, obviously not without reason.

Xiao Wuya frowned slightly and was about to speak.

But Lin Fan smiled first.

"Arrogant and overbearing?"

He looked at Bing Wuchen with a calm gaze.

"If you're referring to those pieces of trash who blocked the road with checkpoints and spoke rudely..."

"Then I admit, I was indeed arrogant."

"After all, I've always had little patience for trash."

Bing Wuchen's gaze turned cold.

"Lin Fan! Do you know those were people from my Sacred City Guard?!"

"I know." Lin Fan nodded. "That's why I didn't kill them."

"I only gave them a few slaps and kicks, which can be considered giving Face to your Mystic Ice Palace and City Lord Xiao."

"Otherwise..."

He paused, his tone turning cold.

"Do you think they could have returned alive?"

The hall fell into silence.

Everyone was stunned by Lin Fan's domineering remarks.

He beat up the Sacred City Guard and said it was giving Face?!

This was more than just arrogance; it was simply lawless!

Bing Wuchen's Face turned pale with anger, and he suddenly stood up.

"Lin Fan! You are too conceited!"

"Don't think that just because you defeated the Heavenly Sword Sect, you can do whatever you want in the Central District!"

"Today, this Young Master will let you know that there is always someone better and a heaven beyond the heaven!"

Boom!!!

The terrifying pressure of an Early Stage Martial Emperor suddenly erupted, the temperature in the entire hall plummeted, and a layer of ice formed on the floor!

Mystic Ice True Intent was deployed!

"Oh?"

Lin Fan raised an eyebrow, still sitting in his seat, and even had the leisure to pick up his wine glass and take a sip.

"So, you want to make a move here?"

"City Lord Xiao just said that private fighting is forbidden in the hall."

"Are you... trying to slap your uncle's Face?"

Bing Wuchen froze and turned to look at Xiao Wuya.

Xiao Wuya's expression was also a bit unsightly, and he said in a deep voice:

"Wuchen, sit down!"

"Today is a banquet, not an arena!"

Bing Wuchen gritted his teeth and finally restrained his pressure and sat back down, but his gaze was still fixed on Lin Fan, filled with killing intent.

Lin Fan, however, acted as if he hadn't seen it, drinking his wine on his own, and even conveniently picked up a piece of meat for Gan Iron Pillar beside him.

"Come, Tie Zhu, eat more to grow big."

Gan Iron Pillar nodded simple-mindedly: "Thank you, City Lord!"

Everyone: "..."

Big brother! Someone is about to fight you, and you're here feeding a kid?!