Ye Yuxuan was quite straightforward. Relations between the Ye Clan and the Divine Tomb Cult were poor, and she had no real opportunities anyway, so she directly began clapping.
Unexpectedly, although the various clans of the Mystia Court were basically descendants of imperial or royal clans, more than thirty people actually joined her in applauding Li Tianming.
"This is the Mystia Court's first victory!"
"That's right, a beautiful win."
Immediately afterward, even descendants of imperial-clan ghosts and gods began to clap.
Though they disliked Li Tianming, they disliked the Divine Tomb Cult even more. For a moment, they watched the excitement without fear of making things bigger, wishing for the Divine Tomb Cult to beat Li Tianming even harder!
Boom boom boom!
This was all just a small scene. Very quickly, atop the Divine Emperor Talents, those Mystia Court geniuses who had only attended the First Banquet gave Li Tianming applause and cheers as vast as the sea. Quite a few of them were even sincere!
Such a scene perfectly verified what Li Tianming had just said.
Since the Divine Tomb Cult's side was already a dead end, and there was no use trying to please them, he might as well step on them instead and raise his own influence within the Mystia Court!
After all, the Mystia Court's powers were complicated, leaving some room to maneuver.
"Li Tianming is strong!"
"Who said his cultivation rose slowly?"
"A level-eleven dual Chaos Eonic God couldn't even last a moment before getting beaten until he wished he were dead!"
In the First Banquet, the victories had been nine to one. The geniuses of the various Mystia Court clans had all been taught a lesson, and they had truly felt stifled.
Now, they had finally vented half that pent-up rage!
Many young Mystia