"[Wangyue Song Clan]Young Clan Head Song Changsheng came to celebrate his birthday and gave me one Third Tier Low-Grade Monster Core."
When the voice came, Hai Dongping's expression suddenly froze, and he turned back to look at the door of the hall. Sure enough, he found Song Changsheng with a little follower who was probing his head and handed a gorgeously decorated box to Qian Duoyu's hand.
"Third-Tier Monster Core, Song Clan still has some background." Old Ghost Bai stroked his beard and shook his head.
Third-Tier Monster Core is nothing to the Heavenly Meridian Sect, but it is extremely precious to a Foundation Establishment Family.
"Song Yungui and Song Taiyi were both famous people back then. Over the past few hundred years, Song Clan's background will naturally remain the same." Dai Zichen said calmly.
"Hmph, how can a shabby Lineage kid who doesn't even have Purple Palace Cultivator be on equal footing with us?" Hai Dongping muttered with an ugly expression as he watched Song Changsheng take people to their seats.
The arrival of Song Changsheng caused a slight stir in the hall. Everyone looked at him with either curiosity or scrutiny, because his name had appeared too many times recently.
First, he won the first prize in the trial held by Second City Lord Zhan Tianxia, and then he was wanted by the Blazing Sun Sect. Yesterday, it was reported that Blazing Sun Sect Liu Yunfeng and Rogue Cultivator Qian Ming were killed.
Everyone wants to see what kind of person it is that can cause a sensation again and again.
After Song Changsheng explained to Qian Duoyu about the toxicity of Inner Core, he saw a middle-aged man with a face like a crown jewel and an extraordinary temperament coming up to him. He smiled. He handed over to Song Changsheng and said enthusiastically, "Yin Shang, this is Senior Martial Brother from Yuechan. Fellow Daoist Song is late."
Yin Shang's name, Song Changsheng, is naturally known to him. He is also a person who cannot be underestimated. He is the personal disciple of Great City Lord. Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment's cultivation level has already reached the Third-Tier level in Dao of Musical Harmony.
There are rumors that he is the successor chosen by Great City Lord.
This statement is not groundless. Great City Lord Mu Guibai did not accept Direct Disciples when he was young. It was not until a hundred years ago that he accepted Yin Shang. Then he accepted several people one after another, and the youngest one was Zhuang Yuechan who only started twenty years ago.
If Mu Guibai can be accepted as a disciple, he will naturally be different from ordinary people.
Song Changsheng raised his eyes and found that he did not have the arrogance of those powerful disciples. Instead, he was very humble and polite. He was like a spring breeze when talking and laughing. The shadow of Great City Lord could be faintly seen on his body.
Hearing the other party's words, he responded with a smile, "I was entangled in some trivial matters, so I came a little late. Fortunately, I caught up. If it were later, it would be disrespectful to all the seniors and Great City Lord."
His words seemed to mean something, and many people turned their attention to the location of the Blazing Sun Sect, but no one had come yet.
Originally, Liu Yunfeng, Qi Feiyun and others attended the banquet on behalf of the Blazing Sun Sect. Now, except for one Huang Liqun who escaped due to serious injuries, the rest have become the souls of Song Changsheng's subordinates. It's strange that someone would come.
"Fellow Daoist Song was joking. Please take a seat. The banquet will begin soon." Yin Shang took Song Changsheng to the end position on the right side and sat down, which was the bottom position, close to the palace door.
Song Changsheng didn't have any dissatisfaction. He was from the Foundation Establishment faction, so it would be great if he could enter the main hall. Everyone else was on the mountainside.
"Young Clan Head, when do you think Great City Lord will come?" Song Qingluo asked expectantly. He has not seen Great City Lord yet.
"When the time comes, it will come naturally. Haven't you heard that the protagonist always appears at the end." Song Changsheng casually handed a Spirit Fruit to him, then picked up the white porcelain wine glass on the table and said lightly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Duoyu at the door said loudly, "Great City Lord, Second City Lord, here -"
The originally noisy hall suddenly became silent, and everyone stood up subconsciously, even Dai Zichen and Old Ghost Bai were no exception, and all looked at the entrance of the hall.
Mu Guibai was still dressed in white, with an air of immortality and an extraordinary temperament. The moment he stepped into the hall, the sound of silk and bamboo wind instruments sounded like the sound of nature.
"Sure enough, all the big shots come with their own background music." For some reason, Song Changsheng suddenly remembered Qiao Feng from the novel in his previous life, who came with his own sound effects.
He greeted everyone in the hall with a smile, then walked straight to the front position, pressed his hands flatly and said, "Fellow Daoists, please take a seat."
After everyone sat down, he took his seat.
A little behind him was Zhan Tianxia. This guy rarely changed into a brocade robe today, and he didn't look so oppressive. After entering the hall, he glanced at Song Changsheng, and finally walked to sit next to Mu Guibai.
Then came Zhuang Yuechan, Niu Dazhuang and other Direct Disciples, a total of more than a dozen people.
When Zhuang Yuechan entered the hall, he saw Song Changsheng sitting at the end. Seeing that he was intact, he couldn't help but feel relieved.
Feeling Zhuang Yuechan's gaze, Song Changsheng smiled slightly and raised the wine glass in his hand to signal, but he got a blank look, which made him a little confused.
After everyone sat down at the designated location, Birthday Banquet officially began. Cultivation World's birthday celebration process was much simpler than that of Mortal World.
As the eldest disciple, Yin Shang gave a speech of thanks on behalf of Mu Guibai, and then the dinner started.
The banquet is a good opportunity to expand your network of contacts. The hall suddenly became lively, and everyone began to take the opportunity to chat. Only Song Changsheng was sitting in his seat, pouring himself a drink, as if he was indifferent to everything around him.
It's not that he doesn't want to make more friends, but he also understands one thing, that is, don't force yourself into a circle that you can't fit into.
The people present are either from Violet Palace Force or are disciples of the Purple Mansion Rogue Cultivator. In comparison, they are not of the same class at all. Why bother to warm up to others' cold buttocks?
Even though his talent surpassed most of the people present, it still couldn't change anything. Only those like Old Ghost Bai who wanted to recruit him would look at him slightly higher. In the eyes of others, he was nothing.
A quarter of an hour after the banquet started, Yu Chengbo and other talents arrived late.
"Elder Yu, please take a seat." It was Yin Shang who came forward to receive him as before, but his words were less enthusiastic. After all, they had gone up the mountain several months in advance. Being late for so long really meant that he did not take his master seriously.
Yu Chengbo also had troubles that he couldn't express. After they gave up chasing Song Changsheng, they rushed to Sunset City with all their strength, and finally arrived early this morning.
But just when they were going to Heavenly Sound Mountain, they remembered that the birthday gift originally given to Great City Lord was on Liu Yunfeng. Now that Liu Yunfeng has become a dead ghost, the birthday gift is naturally gone.
You can't celebrate your birthday empty-handed, right?
So he relied on many connections and finally purchased a new birthday gift that was in line with the Blazing Sun Sect's status. However, it was delayed, but there was nothing he could do about it.
As soon as he sat down, Yu Chengbo saw Song Changsheng opposite him smiling and raising a glass to him, and he was so angry that one Buddha left his body and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.
The enemies were extremely jealous when they met. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Yu Chengbo would have wanted to rush up and twist off Song Changsheng's head!
Looking at Yu Chengbo's selective and devouring eyes, Song Changsheng smiled coldly, "I like the way you want to kill me but can't kill me."
Counting the one he killed with [Godslaying Flying Daggers] before, plus the one he killed with the help of Dong Tianxie, Blazing Sun Sect, the number of Foundation Establishment Cultivator he killed has reached five people, including one Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment and one Foundation Establishment Late Stage.
Even Blazing Sun Sect, who can independently refine [Foundation Establishment Pill], cannot bear such a loss. Its power has shrunk a lot recently.
After all, Blazing Sun Sect's enemies are not just Song Clan.
"If we find a way to keep these three old guys, even Blazing Sun Sect will have to suffer for a while, right?" Gently shaking the wine glass in his hand, a cold light flashed in Song Changsheng's eyes.
Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment is the absolute mainstay of any Violet Palace Force. Among the Blazing Sun Sect, those who have reached this level of cultivation can only reach this level with a palm, and one of them was killed by Dong Tianxie.
If Yu Chengbo and Mao Wuwei are left behind...
Song Changsheng's heart is moved. Although these three old guys are very powerful, there is still room for maneuver if they plan carefully and use the same method to treat others!
Thinking of this, Song Changsheng rolled his eyes and looked at Song Qingluo, who was feasting next to him, and secretly sent a message: "Qing Luo, go down the mountain immediately and find the clan elder to send a message to Lineage, just say..."
Song Qingluo was slightly startled, but although he was young, his mind was spinning fast, and he suddenly said to Song Changsheng, "Young Clan Head, I just remembered that Patriarch sent you a letter, I will go get it for you now."
"Why are you talking about such an important thing now? Go back quickly." Song Changsheng pretended to be angry, but in his heart he praised this kid's quick thinking.
What he is planning now is related to the future of Lineage, and he doesn't want to expose any flaws!
After walking out of the main hall, Song Qingluo rushed all the way back to the grocery store as quickly as possible.
These days, because of Song Changsheng, Song Xiantu and Sun Chuanming have not been relieved for a few days. Seeing Song Qingluo rushing back alone almost gave the old man a heart attack.
Sun Chuanming quickly grabbed Song Qingluo and asked hurriedly, "Did something happen to Young Clan Head?"
He wasted half his life, just counting on Song Changsheng to inherit the mantle. No matter what happened, he had to find a suitable successor for him. If Song Changsheng died, his lineage would basically be cut off, which was something he didn't want to see.
Song Xiantu is equally nervous. Song Changsheng, as the first Young Clan Head in the Song Clan's century, is Lineage's hope for the next hundred years.
After learning that Blazing Sun Sect wanted Song Changsheng, Song Xiantu summoned Lineage while preparing for Spirit Stone to hire Rogue Cultivator to rescue Song Changsheng.
It's a pity that the funds he can use are too little. He found two people and didn't even see the shadow of Song Changsheng.
Song Qingluo took a few deep breaths and waved his hands hurriedly. "Young Clan Head is fine. He is currently attending Great City Lord's banquet."
After hearing that Song Changsheng was okay, the two old men looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Xiantu reprimanded with a straight face. "Young Clan Head Since you have nothing to do, why are you coming down the mountain in such a hurry if you don't want me to wait beside you?"
Song Qingluo glanced around covertly and whispered, "It was Young Clan Head who ordered me to go down the mountain. If there is something important, I will send a message back to Lineage."
Seeing his serious expression, Song Xiantu immediately understood the importance of the matter. "Follow me."
Song Qingluo followed Song Xiantu to a hidden corner. Song Xiantu stretched out his hand and the wall opened silently, revealing a dark corridor.
The two walked along the corridor and finally came to a closed secret room. In the center of the secret room was a one-foot-square white jade altar. In the center of the altar, a small cluster of faint blue flames was burning quietly.
"This is Communication Altar of Lineage. It only takes one day to send it back to Lineage. You can engrave the words of Young Clan Head into this crystal."
Song Xiantu solemnly took a fist-sized transparent crystal from the small shelf and handed it to Song Qingluo.
"Why is it engraved here?" Song Qingluo was a little confused.
"Because our altar requires a special carrier to transmit messages. This crystal is the carrier. Be careful. This piece is worth one hundred yuan Low-Grade Spirit Stones." Song Xiantu warned.
"That means one summons costs one hundred yuan Low-Grade Spirit Stones?" Song Qingluo was secretly stunned. This is too expensive, no wonder it is rarely used.
He quickly described what Song Changsheng said word for word, and then placed Song Xiantu in the center of the altar. He pinched a few spells and muttered words. The small cluster of flames suddenly burned violently, and the crystal was instantly swallowed up by the flames.
By the time the fire returned to normal, the altar was empty.
"Are you here waiting for Lineage's reply?"
"I have to rush back immediately. After Lineage responds, please send a message to Young Clan Head." Song Qingluo firmly remembered Song Changsheng's words and rushed back as quickly as possible...
"Is it done?" Song Changsheng took a "letter" from Song Qingluo and asked secretly.
Song Qingluo blinked, indicating that everything was going well, and then whispered, "The clan elder asked me to tell you that Great Elder is fine and has returned to Lineage smoothly, so don't worry."
This is indeed what Song Changsheng has been worried about recently. Hearing this, he felt a lot more relaxed.
"Lineage will definitely not give up such a good opportunity, so I can start contacting our allies." Song Changsheng drank all the wine in the glass, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
If he wants to kill these three old men, Song Clan's current strength alone is not enough, so he must find a reliable temporary ally.
And he had already chosen this target, which was [Xiangzhou Rong Clan], which was only one state away from Ling Province.
Rong Clan and Blazing Sun Sect are adjacent to each other. The two sides have been fighting openly and covertly for hundreds of years. The key areas are almost the same, and no one can do anything about the other.
If anyone other than Song Clan wants to defeat Blazing Sun Sect the most, Rong Clan will definitely bear the brunt because there are a lot of conflicts of interest between the two parties.
The so-called enemy of my enemy is my friend. If Rong Clan hadn't been holding Blazing Sun Sect back all these years, Song Clan's situation would have been even more difficult.
As long as Blazing Sun Sect can be attacked, Rong Clan will definitely not refuse.
"Three Blazing Sun Sect elders are the prey, they should be worthy of your action, right?"