"We'd better not investigate this any further."
Ancestor Pan Qing gave a grave warning.
"Don't worry, Ancestor. I know what I'm doing." Lin Bai nodded with a smile.
Ancestor Pan Qing looked at Lin Bai suspiciously... You know what you're doing? You don't know a damn thing.
"If you keep investigating, who knows what kind of disaster you'll cause."
For the rest of the time, Lin Bai rested peacefully within Tianshui Sect.
But the Imperial Capital was far from tranquil. The battle at Moon Peak Pavilion had once again stirred up a huge commotion.
That day, before dusk.
Bai Yifei, Zhou Xinjin, Qiao Mo, Qin Yao, and the other Tianshui Sect disciples came to find Lin Bai again.
"Senior Brother Holy Son, today is the day the Northland martial artists launch the second battle at Moon Peak Pavilion."
"Senior Brother Holy Son, are you going to take a look?"
Bai Yifei asked curiously.
Qiao Mo said, "This afternoon, Holy Son Chen Yule, Yi Song, and the others already sent invitations. They said that if Senior Brother Holy Son was going, you should meet them at the venue."
Lin Bai drew a deep breath and slowly rose. "Let's go take a look. Let's see what other tricks the Northland martial artists have."
At present, there were only these two matters left for Lin Bai to deal with.
Once he dealt with the Northland martial artists, he could wait in peace for the Southern Border Insect Valley's delegation to enter the Imperial Capital.
Lin Bai led the Tianshui Sect disciples toward Moon Peak Pavilion.
In front of Moon Peak Pavilion, at the foot of the Imperial City, the area was still packed with people. Countless Eastern Domain martial artists had gathered there, all gazing toward the roof of Moon Peak Pavilion.
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