Chapter 452.
Lichun Building.
While Wang Chen and Xi Man Yun were talking in the Upper Sundown Heavenly Master Pavilion, the Lichun Building, which was separated by a distance of three streets, was brightly lit and full of people, and a boisterous night banquet was being held.
A dozen or so cultivators were embracing young and beautiful maids, and as they mingled, their laughter was transmitted through the windows to the street outside.
It drew envious and yearning looks from countless passersby.
One of the cultivators drank a large cup of spirit wine and his face became redder.
Taking advantage of a few moments of drunkenness, he inquired to a purple-robed cultivator perched on the main seat, “Lord Master, what’s the origin of that new Heavenly Master?”
This purple-robed cultivator appeared to be about thirty years old, with a gloomy face and arrogant demeanor.
It was none other than the Upper Sundown Heavenly Master Pavilion Master Wu Jingwei, a cultivator at the third level of the Purple Mansion, that Wang Chen had been talking about with Xi Man Yun!
And it was the eleven deacons of the Heavenly Master Pavilion, as well as the Chief of the Patrol Guards, and others, that he was inviting to his banquet.
The moment this statement was made, the entire room became quiet.
The gazes of the cultivators all looked towards Wu Jingwei, their eyes showing either curiosity or inquiry.
Wu Jingwei waved his hand with a cold snort.
The crowd of maids immediately got up and left the pavilion.
In the next moment, Wu Jingwei flexed his fingers and laid down a mana restriction around him.
Just in case the walls had ears.
The previously paper-drunk atmosphere in the pavilion immediately fell.
Wu Jingwei said indifferently, “This person’s name is Wang Dust, very young, two years after initiation, Violet Mansion early stage cultivation.”
“A loose cultivator origin!”
In the last sentence, his tone was extraordinarily heavy.
“So it’s a loose cultivator.”
The deacons were instantly relieved and revealed disdainful smiles.
Although they believed in Wu Jingwei’s strength and had long since defected to this head deacon.
However, the Zhenguo Celestial Master had just taken office, and as a subordinate, he gave a great dismay, it was impossible to say that there wasn’t half a bit of worry in everyone’s hearts.
After all, Wang Chen represented the Western Sea Sect.
Now Wu Jingwei had undoubtedly given everyone a piece of mind.
Very young, and a loose cultivator origin, even if there is some natural talent, to the Great Ying City and can turn up what winds and waves?
“Anyway, whatever his origin, I’ll only listen to the words of the Lord Deacon!”
A deacon took the opportunity to show his loyalty.
“Yes, yes, yes, we’ll only listen to Lord Sovereign!”
Everyone followed suit, and the atmosphere of the scene became lively and boisterous once more.
Flattery was unending.
“Everyone has a heart.”
Wu Jingwei revealed a smile and said, “After all, he is the Zhenguo Tianshi, occupying the name of the Great Righteousness, you all can’t act on your own, you should still listen to what you should listen to, and don’t hurt the peace of the Upper Sundown Tianshi Pavilion.”
The deacons understood.
Whether they should listen or not, that was still not the decision of Grand Master Wu Jingwei Wu?
Everyone was right as long as they listened to him!
For the attitude of the deacons, Wu Jingwei was obviously satisfied, nodded and said, “For the next three years, all of you keep an eye on your own business and trading, if that person is sensible and knowledgable, then throw him two more bones, if he doesn’t know the rules ……”
He laughed twice.
The deacons all revealed smug smiles.
One of the deacons suddenly asked, “Lord Master, do you think that Xi Man Yun will?”
“Leave her alone.”
Wu Jingwei immediately sank his face, “She can’t hop around for a few days, if she’s sensible, I’ll still give her a way out ……”
Everyone looked at each other in disbelief.
“Alright.”
Wu Jingwei snapped his fingers to remove the mana restriction and said, “Let’s not talk about these spoilers, let’s not get drunk tonight!”
“Drink to victory!”
Everyone raised the wine cups in their hands in unison.
It was at this time that a stream of light flew in through the open window, spiraling and dispersing towards the deacons present.
It hovered in front of their eyes in the blink of an eye!
It was clearly a runic letter.
Everyone froze at once.
This was because this was the Heavenly Master Pavilion’s standardized rune letter, which usually could only be sent to them by the Heavenly Master of the Town.
to convey instructions.
None of the deacons dared to receive it, and all of their gazes looked towards Wu Jingwei.
Wu Jingwei’s face became gloomy, “What are you looking at me for, pick up the talisman letter.”
He didn’t expect Wang Chen to send a talismanic letter to all the deacons.
And there was no share for himself!
This gave Grand Master Wu a bad feeling, a vague sense of foreboding that things were about to get out of control.
Everyone looked at each other in dismay, and none of them dared to be the one to stand out.
Wu Jingwei’s mood became even more irritated, “Take it!”
The hearts and livers of the deacons trembled, and they hurriedly grabbed the rune letters and unfolded them for viewing.
The content of these talismans was exactly the same, requesting them to come to the Upper Sundown Heavenly Master Pavilion at the sixth hour tomorrow to listen to the inquiry, and if they did not arrive after that time, they would be punished by the statute!
Within the pavilion, it became quiet once again.
Who did not expect that the new guardian of the Heavenly Master Wang Dust had given everyone such a hand.
Caught them off guard.
So to go or not to go?
Everyone once again turned their gazes to Wu Jingwei.
“Go!”
Wu Jingwei sneered, “Everyone is going, and I’m going along as well.”
“I’d like to see what kind of medicine this yellow-haired kid is selling in his gourd!”
Although the words were said so, everyone’s excitement had been completely swept away by this talismanic letter, and could only end resentfully.
The next morning, the main door of the Upper Xun Tianshi Pavilion was wide open.
One by one, the deacons stepped into this residence that they were all too familiar with with a different mood.
In the council hall, these deacons met Wang Chen, who was seated on the Heavenly Master’s seat.
Although they knew that Wang Chen was very young, when they saw his true face, they were all secretly surprised.
It was really rare to see such a young Violet Mansion Master!
Even though everyone didn’t put Wang Chen in their eyes much, these deacons still put on a respectful demeanor on the surface, and one by one, they greeted Wang Chen while introducing their identities.
“Lower Cultivator Gu Ye meets Lord Heavenly Master.”
“Lower Cultivator Wen Sanming greets Lord Celestial Master.”
“Lower cultivator Bao Hong ……”
Wang Dust nodded nonchalantly and raised his hand to signal them to take their respective seats.
Seeing Wang Chen being so “arrogant”, the deacons’ hearts were also on fire and their expressions became strange.
Waiting for the last deacon to sit down, Wang Chen looked at the coronal disk and asked, “The sixth hour has arrived, why hasn’t Xiang Yingzhe come yet?”
Apart from Xi Manyun, there were a total of ten deacons who arrived at the Heavenly Master Pavilion at the sixth hour.
There was one less named Xiang Yingzhe.
The deacons couldn’t help but look at each other in dismay, and one of the deacons who had befriended Xiang Yingzhe let out a dry laugh and replied, “Deacon Xiang might have been delayed by something, so please forgive me, Lord Heavenly Master.”
Wang Chen said indifferently, “Then we’ll wait for him.”
As a result, this wait was nearly half an hour!
Wang Dust sat steadily, and the group of deacons were initially in the mindset of gloating and watching, but as time passed, they slowly felt as if the chairs under their asses had grown spikes.
This atmosphere is not right ah!
It was only halfway through the sixth hour that a burly cultivator barged into the council chamber in a big way.
“Greetings to Heavenly Master Wang.”
He lazily cupped his fists and saluted Wang Dust, “Xiang Mou is late for something, please pardon me.”
Wang Dust smiled.