615: Chapter 615 United Front

"In everyone's eyes, you are a member of the Heavenly Palace, and the number one person below the Mahayana realm."

"If Liu Xuerong were standing here instead, she would be just as merciless."

"As long as you aren't killing people indiscriminately, no one will find it inappropriate; on the contrary, they will think you are upholding the reputation of the Heavenly Palace."

"The group of Xuanyuan Immortal Clan Disciples on the ground stared at you with ferocious expressions—some gritted their teeth, others clenched their fists, yet not a single one dared to speak again."

"Watching them look so angry yet dare not speak, you felt very satisfied."

"Xuanyuan Mu helped Xuanyuan Ming of Xuanyuan Immortal Clan up, then pulled Xuanyuan Yao behind him. He took a deep breath and cupped his hands: 'This time it was our rashness. Farewell!'"

"His voice was calm, but every word seemed squeezed out from between his teeth."

"Xuanyuan Ming of Xuanyuan Immortal Clan's fists creaked, and he viciously threw out one sentence: 'Just you wait, Heavenly Palace, I have noted this.'"

"Xuanyuan Yao's eyes reddened. She glared at Yan Feng, her voice cold and piercing: 'Yan Feng, I will see you at the Grand Competition. At that time, it will be a fight to the death.'"

"She turned and left, her steps quick and hurried."

"Yan Feng stood stunned in place, completely bewildered, his mouth opening and closing, unable to speak."

"You patted his shoulder, your tone gentle: 'Little Yan, women are all drawn to strength. You just need to defeat her at the Grand Competition, understand?'"

"Yan Feng nodded, seemingly understanding."

"'Go on, don't lose face for the Heavenly Palace.'"

"'Many thanks, Star Lord of Nanyang!' He cupped his hands, bowed, and then turned to leave."

"At this moment, a voice sounded behind you."

"'Not bad, hahaha, this is the Aura our Heavenly Palace should have.'"

"Patriarch Sima Gongzhi walked over with a smile."

"You had known he was nearby for a long time."

"He had heard that you had come out of seclusion and came specifically to find you, not expecting to catch this scene."

"You turned your head to look at him, then glanced at Yan Feng's departing back, and let out a heavy sigh: 'Alas, that child Yan Feng is pitiful. First his father died, and then his grandfather died.'"

"Patriarch Sima Gongzhi put away his smile and nodded slightly."

"Yan Feng's father was, naturally, Yan Wenjie from Nine Heavens Heavenly Palace."

"Yan Feng's grandfather was none other than Yan Zhan."

"Both were killed by you!"

"The Heavenly Palace had been investigating, but had never found the killer. The Elder Council always suspected that it was the work of the other four top factions; otherwise, how could they not have found anything?"

"The Yan Clan had at least tens of millions of members, and many Prodigies, so the death of a few people didn't matter. But Yan Wenjie from Nine Heavens Heavenly Palace and Yan Zhan were, after all, direct descendants of the Yan Clan, so their cause of death was still being investigated, with no results to this day."

"Patriarch Sima Gongzhi looked at you and said in a low voice: 'Brother Qin, by offending the Xuanyuan Immortal Clan like this today, I fear...'"

"'What is there to fear?' You smiled. 'Does my Heavenly Palace fear the Xuanyuan Immortal Clan?'"

"Patriarch Sima Gongzhi's expression sharpened, and he nodded heavily: 'That's right, the Heavenly Palace currently lacks someone as fearless as you. For this point alone, I admire you greatly.'"

"You looked at him and laughed, throwing your head back: 'Hahaha... Let's go, let's go have a few drinks.'"

"'Let's go.'"

"The two walked away side by side."

"The crowd on the street gradually dispersed, but the discussions continued."

"'The Star Lord of Nanyang is truly arrogant... We must avoid him in the future.'"

"'Isn't that so? He even dared to hit a Prodigy of the Xuanyuan Immortal Clan. He can truly be called the number one madman of the Heavenly Palace.'"

"'Nonsense, he is the number one person below the Mahayana realm. If I had his strength, I would be even more arrogant than him.'"

"On the other side."

"In a quiet residence in the south of the city, the living room was brightly lit. Dozens of Nascent Soul Prodigies sat together, the atmosphere as oppressive as the eve of a storm."

"Xuanyuan Yao sat in the main seat. The palm print on her cheek had not yet completely faded, and the blood on the corner of her mouth had dried, but her eyes were still red."

"She kept a cold face, her gaze sweeping over everyone present."

"Seated there, besides the people from the Heavenly Palace lineage, were Nascent Soul Prodigies from the other four top factions and some first-rate factions."

"Xuanyuan Yao, Sacred Land Saint Son, Holy Maiden Shen Mengqi, Mo Wentian, Luo Jiuchen... Each young face carried varying degrees of anger or solemnity at this moment."

"'I won't say anything superfluous,' Xuanyuan Yao began, her voice hoarse yet cold. 'Everyone, you either stand on the side of the Heavenly Palace, which means being an enemy of my Xuanyuan Immortal Clan; or you join me, and this time at the Grand Competition, we will wipe out the Heavenly Palace lineage first.'"

"The living room was quiet for a moment."

"Sacred Land Saint Son frowned and was the first to speak: 'Is it necessary to make things so awkward? We have all known each other for so many years.'"

"Mo Wentian sneered: 'Brother Sacred Land Saint Son, are there few conflicts between your Holy Land and the Heavenly Palace?'"

"'Doesn't everyone have these kinds of small frictions? Why make it a big deal?' Sacred Land Saint Son's tone was somewhat helpless."

"'Alas,' Luo Jiuchen interjected, his tone much steadier than usual, 'What the Heavenly Palace did this time is truly too disappointing. Junior Sister Xuanyuan Yao didn't do anything wrong, yet she was humiliated in the street. There is no guarantee they won't do the same to us in the future.'"

"He paused, his voice sinking: 'I have decided to stand on Junior Sister Xuanyuan Yao's side this time.'"

"Xuanyuan Yao glanced at him and nodded slightly."

"'That's right, it's too hateful.' Holy Maiden Shen Mengqi gritted her teeth, her voice filled with anger, 'Especially that Star Lord of Nanyang, that old rascal...'"

"When she said the words 'old rascal,' she suddenly stopped, feeling a shock in her heart, as if she had been pricked by something."

"She quickly shut her mouth and changed her words: 'None of the people from the Heavenly Palace are any good.'"

"'Junior Sister Holy Maiden Shen Mengqi is right.' Mo Wentian nodded. 'My Immortal Sect and the Heavenly Palace have never gotten along. This Grand Competition is the perfect opportunity to teach them a lesson.'"

"'My Academy is the same.' A female cultivator from the Academy spoke up. 'The people of the Heavenly Palace act tyrannically and don't take us seriously at all. If we don't retaliate this time, they will be trampling on our heads in the future.'"

"'Alright.' Sacred Land Saint Son finally nodded. 'However... we must have a plan. We cannot just fight blindly.'"

"Xuanyuan Yao stood up and walked to the table."

"'After the Nascent Soul stage begins, each of our factions will send a few people to specifically target the people of the Heavenly Palace.' She dipped her finger in tea and drew a few circles on the table. 'Yan Clan, Liu Clan, Qi Clan, Sima Clan... these are all key targets. And then there are those Heavenly Palace vassals.'"

"'What about the Soul Transformation stage?' someone asked."

"'The Soul Transformation stage is being handled by others,' Xuanyuan Yao straightened up. 'We only need to worry about the Nascent Soul stage.'"

"'Good,' Mo Wentian nodded. 'Then it is settled.'"

"'Wipe out the Heavenly Palace first, then decide the winner.' Luo Jiuchen stood up."

"'Wipe out the Heavenly Palace first, then decide the winner.'"

"Everyone repeated in unison, their voices not loud, but everyone heard clearly."

"Outside the window, the night was dark and deep."

"From the distance came the sounds of hawking, noise, the crying of children, and clinking sounds, mixed with the aroma of wine and meat, drifting over bit by bit."