Invitation from the Desolate God Clan, Peak Tenth Layer Supreme Realm

Liu Piaopiao, standing to the side, also subconsciously looked toward Chen Wen.

In truth, she had long harbored this thought, but she had never been able to bring herself to say it.

Because she always had the feeling that there was a high chance he would refuse.

So once certain words were spoken, the way they got along afterward would change flavor.

Chen Wen smiled, then cupped his hands in a slight bow. "This junior is deeply grateful for Senior's favor, but I have no plans to join any force for the time being."

The moment those words came out, quite a few people looked at one another, as though they were saying, Is this guy an idiot?

This was the Immortal Palace.

A force countless people wished to join even if they had to smash their heads bloody against the wall.

Yet here he was, refusing outright.

Leaving everything else aside, once he joined the Immortal Palace, his safety would at least be guaranteed.

Even if the Heavenly Phoenix Clan wanted to make a move against him, they would have to weigh the matter carefully.

What an ungrateful bastard.

Xu Jiuliang, standing nearby, snorted coldly in his heart.

Just as expected.

Unlike Xu Jiuliang, Liu Piaopiao let out a low sigh.

Although she had already guessed this outcome, hearing Chen Wen reject the offer still made her feel it was a pity.

"Hahaha, it is a small matter. If you change your mind in the future, you may come find this old man at any time."

Xian Wubei chuckled, with no great emotion visible on his face.

"This junior will remember it well." Chen Wen cupped his hands again.

Xian Wubei nodded before turning his gaze toward the crowd. "All right, the Immortal Seeking Assembly ends here. Everyone, disperse."