Shuoxing's Reminder

On the other side, Zhang Xuanchen exchanged a few brief pleasantries with several familiar cultivators.

He then turned around and glanced at the crowd on the Dao Platform, saying:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the enthronement ceremony will officially begin in three days."

The moment the sound rang out, the scene fell silent.

"Over the next three days, you are all free to exchange cultivation insights, discuss cooperation, and trade spiritual items. The Zhang Family will not interfere."

"If you are interested in sparring, you can go to the Martial Arts Platform in front of the Skyward Hall."

There's a protective Formation there; it won't harm anyone else.

As he finished speaking, many people subconsciously looked up ahead.

In the clouds ahead, a huge suspended Martial Arts Platform could be seen appearing and disappearing.

The platform was paved with dark blue stone bricks, and the surrounding Formation Pillars shimmered with spiritual light, separating the entire Martial Arts Platform from the palace below.

"Furthermore, within the Xuanxiao Mountain area, no private duels or acts of revenge are permitted."

"You all come from different factions, and there may be some old grudges between you."

But since we've been invited, please give the Zhang Family some face and put aside your grudges for now."

Upon hearing this, several cultivators on the Dao Platform who had been exchanging cold stares silently withdrew their gazes and suppressed their desire for revenge.

After all, it's not worth provoking the Zhang Family because of a grudge.

Zhang Xuanchen ignored the reactions of the crowd and continued:

"Anyone found violating this rule will be expelled from the Xuanxiao Mountain area."

"Those with serious offenses--"

"Cut!"

As the last word was uttered, everyone on the Dao Platform trembled!

Seeing Zhang Xuanchen's serious expression, it was clear that this prohibition could not be disobeyed!

The sect elders who brought their younger members in particular had secretly decided that they must give them another warning later, lest they cause any trouble in the next few days.

The next moment, everyone on the Dao Platform bowed in unison.

We will remember this!

Zhang Xuanchen nodded slightly, his expression softening.

He waved his hand and said:

"Then please make yourselves at home."

After saying this, he glanced at Zhang Detian and the elders, then his figure transformed into a ray of light and disappeared from the spot.

Only after that figure left did the atmosphere on the Dao Platform gradually ease.

The sound of people talking resumed...

Above the Cloud Sea.

Zhang Xuanchen walked on air, preparing to return to the courtyard.

He had been in seclusion for three years, and he hadn't even had a proper conversation with Luo Lingshuang yet.

With three days until the enthronement ceremony, and with the main character, Detian, present, he didn't need to spend all his time on social engagements.

Just then, Shuoxing's voice suddenly rang in his mind:

"Xuan Chen."

Zhang Xuanchen paused slightly. "What's wrong?"

Shuoxing asked slowly:

"Yan Jin of the Southern Bright Flame Palace, do you still remember him?"

Zhang Xuanchen's figure stopped in mid-air.

The white clouds drifted by in the wind, but the faint smile on his face had vanished.

Yan Jin.

He certainly hadn't forgotten that name.

Shuoxing brought up this person at this particular moment, clearly not as a casual question, but because he had some suspicions in mind.

Zhang Xuanchen frowned slightly, turned his gaze to the cloud-shrouded peaks below, and replied:

"Of course I remember."

"Back then, you left a Starry Mark on him."

As he spoke, his Divine Sense silently spread out, sweeping across the nearby Cloud Sea, mountain paths, and various Guest Peaks.

A series of auras entered my senses.

Some monks were meditating in the Guest Lodge, while other guests were chatting in the pavilion...

Further away, the Zhang Family steward was leading the newly arrived Flying Boat to the Boat Mooring Platform, but he did not detect Yan Jin's presence.

A hint of seriousness flashed across Zhang Xuanchen's eyes. He then withdrew his Divine Sense without disturbing anyone below and spoke:

Is he around here?

Why didn't I sense it?