CHAPTER 145: CHAPTER 145: WE ARE NOT HERE TO CONGRATULATE

Qingsuo and her companions broke out in a cold sweat.

They never thought the Tiger Demon would discover their spying ahead of time.

Normally, if a group of other sects’ experts were caught sneaking around by the Sect Guardian Spirit Beast, a fight would definitely break out.

Yet this Tiger Demon actually told them to hurry inside?

What’s going on?

Qingsuo was still cautiously trying to explain.

"Um, Senior Demon King, we didn’t mean to..."

"Alright, alright, hurry up and cut the nonsense!"

The Three-Eyed Tiger didn’t know who they were.

It just assumed these 20-plus people were also invited guests.

It even thought they were too late.

As for Qingsuo and the others hesitating, it could understand that too.

It was probably just because they were intimidated by its mighty presence.

Uh...

Is the Feixian Sect this casual?

They don’t even check identities?

What if they’re enemies?

For a moment, Qingsuo and the others didn’t know what to say, but since the Demon King had already let them in, they had no reason to retreat.

"Thank you, Senior!"

Thank for what, the Three-Eyed Tiger continued to lie in mid-air pretending to nap, too lazy to even acknowledge them.

Thus, this group from the Heart Division entered the Feixian Sect without any issues.

Upon entering, they could feel the rich Spiritual Qi.

Their eyes widened in disbelief.

"Is this a Tier Eight Spirit Vein?"

"I remember the Spirit Vein of Silence Sacred Land was the same Tier Six as ours before."

"So envious..."

"I’ve absolute confidence I could continue to improve if I cultivated here long-term!"

Regret appeared again on Qingsuo’s face.

"Looks like it was his daughter who did this."

If only they had kept Jiang Cheng in Mingxin Sacred Land that day, they could be enjoying such benefits every day now.

There was no one else along the way.

On the day of the grand ceremony, all who entered were guests, and Ah Huang had been notified in advance.

So there was no reaction from him either.

It wasn’t until they entered the bustling reception hall that they finally saw Jiang Cheng.

This man truly had a big heart.

Did he not know he was being watched by a Saint Tier, yet still boldly hosted a grand ceremony here?

"Eh?"

Sitting at the top, Jiang Cheng also spotted them.

He immediately greeted them with a beaming smile.

"What brought you all here."

"Welcome, welcome!"

Although their last meeting at the Heart Division was a bit unpleasant and he disapproved of their actions, there was no enmity between them.

He just assumed Qingsuo and the others came to attend the ceremony.

He was quite happy indeed.

He was worried there weren’t enough prestigious guests to give him a boost and make him look good; this group from the Heart Division was a godsend!

"Sect Leader Jiang, we..."

Before Qingsuo could finish her sentence, Jiang Cheng quickly came to her and pulled her to a seat.

"Come, come, sit down, sit down!"

"Clan Leader Qing, you’re late, you deserve three cups as penalty!"

I’m not surnamed Qing, Qingsuo was on the verge of tears.

At this moment, Lan Ti also came over to greet them.

After all, she was taken in by the Heart Division for a few years, and seeing them here made her genuinely happy.

The other disciples were unaware of the situation.

They only saw that this group seemed to know the Sect Leader, could it be they were invited by the Sect Leader?

Realizing this was no small matter if they felt their presence.

Whoa!

Each and every one of them seemed to be experts, all of them unfathomable!

Our Sect Leader really has connections!

Instantly, everyone enthusiastically gathered around them.

"Yes, yes, certainly, three penalty cups are a must!"

"Clan Leader Qing, right? You’re a guest here, please don’t stand on ceremony!"

"If you’re friends with the Sect Leader, then you’re friends of the entire Feixian Sect."

"We’re all cultivators, a little wine won’t get us drunk..."

The experts of the Heart Division were bewildered, two of whom in the Ascending to Saint Realm were forced by Yin Xuer and Wei Miao to drink down three cups each.

"Good!"

The whole hall erupted in cheers.

Sect Leader Jiang’s reputation had to be respected.

Qingsuo, unable to refuse, reluctantly drank the three cups and was just about to state her true intentions.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you might not recognize this group here!"

Jiang Cheng flew to the center, pointing at the group from the Heart Division.

"This here is Clan Leader Qingsuo of the renowned Mingxin Sacred Land, a master of the Ascending to Saint Ninth Layer!"

"And these few, are also in the Ascending to Saint Realm!"

He silently added in his heart—they all came to congratulate and support me!

"Wow!"

The entire crowd gasped in surprise.

"Ascending to Saint Realm!"

"Oh my, I never thought I’d see so many powerful beings in my lifetime!"

"Mingxin Sacred Land is one of the top ten Sacred Lands, second only to Tongyou Sacred Land, incredibly powerful!"

"I’ve heard tales saying they don’t like to associate with the outside world, always staying reclusive."

"Yes, yes, they even skipped the two millionth founding anniversary of Purple Cloud Sacred Land back then."

"Still, Feixian Sect has real influence, to have them come." "

"Certainly, if I were from Mingxin Sacred Land, I’d also want to be his best friend!"

"Absolutely!"

"It seems Mingxin Sacred Land has also sensed Sect Leader Jiang’s extraordinary aura."

Listening to the people talk like this, the group from the Heart Division was so ’moved’ they nearly cried.

We’re not here to congratulate!

We have no relationship with Sect Leader Jiang!

We came to clarify things, to notify that the Void Immortal Realm will no longer be open to you...

Moreover, even without that purpose, they didn’t want to get too involved with the Feixian Sect.

The Heart Division’s principle for years has been self-preservation.

They didn’t want to form any alliances, or be drawn into any grievances with any power.

This was partially to avoid getting into trouble and partially out of pride in their unique identity as the Immortal Remnant Race.

They hadn’t even attended the Purple Cloud Sacred Land’s two-million-year ceremony back then for this exact reason.

And now, look what’s happened.

Before they even said a word, the entire crowd already assumed they and Jiang Cheng were the best of friends.

As if they’ve been through thick and thin together.

We need to clarify this.

Otherwise, once word gets out, the Heart Division will be labeled as an ally of the Feixian Sect, giving them no peace ever again.

"Sect Leader Jiang, actually, this time we came to..."

Qingsuo didn’t get to finish her sentence as Jiang Cheng interrupted her again.

He patted his own chest, giving a ’I understand, I understand’ expression.

"Clan Leader Qing, there’s no need to say anything."

"Let bygones be bygones. I’m very magnanimous and have already forgotten all about it!"

"Let’s turn our swords into ploughshares!"

After saying that, he threw his head back and downed a cup.

The crowd cheered again.

"The fact that you came means you respect me."

"And to those who give me respect, I, Jiang Cheng, will never treat them poorly!"

With those words, Qingsuo was left utterly speechless.

She was defeated...

Because she suddenly realized she could no longer voice their true intentions.

How could she say it in this situation?

After being told to turn their swords into ploughshares, is she supposed to say they’re here to sever ties?

If she said that, they might end up as enemies right there and then, probably start a fight?

There’s a Demon King outside, could they even leave alive if a fight broke out?

They could only grit their teeth and continue to play the part of regular guests.

As for the consequences once word spreads, it was beyond their control by now.

It wasn’t until the afternoon that the banquet finally concluded.

Aside from those 20-plus from the Heart Division, everyone else seemed thoroughly satisfied, hosts and guests alike.

Jiang Cheng once again made his way to the center of the room, extending a hand towards the group from the Heart Division.

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