Everyone in the hall saw Song Changsheng as well, surprise in their eyes. It left him thoroughly baffled. Curious, he found a seat and sat down, waiting for Song Xianyun to arrive.
Once seated, Song Changsheng heard them discussing him:
"Who is this young man?"
"He looks familiar. Is he the Fifth Elder's son?"
"Song Changsheng, that Purple Palace Seed? Is he joining us on this mission?"
"Impossible, right? He may be extraordinarily talented, but he couldn't have condensed a Dao Foundation this quickly, could he?"
"Why are we thinking so much? We'll know when Twenty-First Uncle arrives."
"Right, right."
Their discussion came to an abrupt halt. Though Song Changsheng had heard every word, he was even more confused. It seemed they had gathered here to carry out some sort of mission?
Song Changsheng was immediately puzzled. Frowning, he pondered, These men are all at Qi Condensation Great Perfection, and they look to be in their thirties or forties. From what they said, they should all have successfully condensed Dao Foundations. So have I.
Anyone in the lineage who condenses a Dao Foundation before sixty is a key cultivation target. What kind of mission requires all five of us to act together?
He truly could not think of any Qi Condensation Stage mission that needed five Great Perfection cultivators who had condensed Dao Foundations to undertake it together. Wouldn't that be using a sledgehammer to kill a chicken?
If it were a Foundation Establishment Realm mission, that would be even more absurd. The five of them might be able to contend against a Foundation Establishment cultivator together, but there was no need at all. It was not as though the lineage had no Foundation Establishment cultivators. Why send them to throw away their lives?
To put it bluntly, if all