"Yesterday we met with the Seven Nights Divine Sect, so today it should be Ten Thousand Saints Mountain."
"This is good too. They're the last one."
Lin Bai shook his head with a headache and had Qin Yao and Qiao Mo arrange a banquet for Ten Thousand Saints Mountain.
That evening, in a private room at the Immortal Abode Restaurant, more than twenty martial artists from Ten Thousand Saints Mountain entered with smiles on their faces. Lin Bai led the Tianshui Sect disciples to rise and welcome them.
"Lin Bai, Holy Son of the Tianshui Sect, greets all the seniors from Ten Thousand Saints Mountain." Lin Bai clasped his hands and smiled. "Senior, you came all the way to the imperial capital. This junior should have visited your sect long ago, but alas, there were too many trivial matters in the imperial capital, so I was delayed."
"Hahaha, Wolf Marquis, you're too polite."
The old man in white robes with white hair who led Ten Thousand Saints Mountain smiled and returned the greeting.
This man looked quite old, but he had white hair and a youthful complexion, with the bearing of a Dao Bone, like an otherworldly master.
The martial artists of Ten Thousand Saints Mountain were rather different from those of the other territories. The martial artists of other territories were more like wandering adventurers traveling the martial world, while those of Ten Thousand Saints Mountain were more like enlightened masters cultivating beyond the mortal realm.
Lin Bai studied the man closely. He had a dignified appearance and extraordinary bearing, like an exiled immortal descended from the heavens, yet he had been stained by worldly dust, giving him an alluringly sinister air.
The Ten Thousand Saints Mountain Elder said with a smile, "All territories are named after the sects