Xuanmiao Sect.
Yunxian Terrace.
An unprecedented banquet was being held here.
Yuan Du Zi held a wine cup, serving as the host of this banquet.
Beside her, the two patriarchs left behind to guard the sect were both present, along with several visiting grandmasters from the surrounding areas.
This was a banquet of grandmasters.
Apart from those of the Xuanmiao Sect, there were nearly ten other grandmasters in attendance.
If anyone familiar with the Great Yue Dynasty's former era had been here, they would have recognized that most of the grandmasters present had once belonged to the Great Yuan Daoist Sect.
Jinlian Sect, Wushi Sect, wandering grandmasters, scattered minor sects, and the like.
So many grandmasters had gathered together for only one purpose.
"Fellow Daoist Yuan Du Zi, I trust you are well aware of why we have come here this time."
A bald old man carrying a cup of wine approached Yuan Du Zi and spoke in a deep voice.
"Now that the Great Yue Dynasty has crossed the river and torn down the bridge, betraying its former agreement and brazenly moving against us Daoist Sects, do you, as the leader of the Daoist Sects, have nothing to say?" The old man was the representative of the many grandmasters who had come calling.
"Xiang Cheng, I am glad that you have come here as my guests. After all, there are fewer and fewer old faces from those days.
In the future, no one knows how many more of them we will get to see." Yuan Du Zi spoke calmly.
"But the Xuanmiao Sect withdrew from Great Yue long ago and has ceased involving itself in the continent's many affairs. Therefore, the only promise and assistance I can offer is to receive you overseas during your evacuation."
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