The residence that Azure Profound Sect was assigned was an independent courtyard. There were several bushes of Emerald Bamboo planted in the courtyard, which could only be regarded as so-so.
After Deacon left, Chen Wanjun looked around and snorted coldly:
"Nether Pavilion is becoming more and more contemptuous."
Chen Tianyuan sat down on the stone bench in the courtyard with a calm expression:
"They rely on one discipline and two masters, so they are inevitably arrogant."
In the next two days, many more forces arrived one after another.
All the other five cases among Vajra Temple, Lingyun Sword Sect, Tyrant Blade Sect, Hundred Flower Valley, and Rain Listening Tower, Seven Sects have been collected.
As more and more forces arrived, the area used by the Nether Pavilion to receive guests became more and more lively.
Azure Profound Sect The group occasionally goes out for walks, and when they meet people from other forces, they can clearly detect the deep meaning hidden in those eyes.
Some people are polite on the face and hold hands in greeting, but there is a bit of alienation in that politeness.
Someone saw Azure Profound Sect and his group from a distance, and turned sideways to avoid them, as if they didn't want to interact with the Azure Profound Sect too much.
There were others talking in low voices, their eyes lingering on the Azure Profound Sect and the group for a moment before looking away, with a hint of schadenfreude that was imperceptible deep in their eyes.
Azure Profound Sect and Nether Pavilion have a bad relationship. Now that Nether Pavilion has one discipline and two masters, Azure Profound Sect's life will never be easy--
This is the tacit thought of almost all forces.
Fang Han saw all this with a calm expression on his face, but he just sneered in his heart.
Three days later, Grandmaster Banquet was held as scheduled.
The banquet was held in a huge palace deep in the Nether Pavilion.
The hall is large enough to accommodate thousands of people. Huge calligraphy and paintings are hung on the walls, and there is a long table in the middle.
There are dozens of Round Table tables on both sides of the palace. The tables are covered with brocade, and there are fruits and tea cups.
When Fang Han followed Chen Tianyuan into the palace, many forces had already arrived.
His eyes swept across the hall, taking in the expressions of people from all sects.
Vajra Temple Abbot Ku Du clasped his hands together and sat in the banquet. There was no emotion on his clumsy face, but the string of rosary beads in his hands was constantly moving.
Lingyun Sword Sect Master Xie Changkong was holding a glass of wine, his eyes fell on the huge glass lamp in the hall, and there was a trace of deep solemnity deep in his eyes.
Tyrant Blade Sect The door owner Lei Pojun stood in front of the window with his hands behind his hands. His rough face showed no expression, but the fingers in his fists tightened slightly.
Hundred Flower Valley Master Hua Nishang was leaning on the seat, with a smile on his lips, but there was a sharpness that was hard to conceal in his watery eyes.
With two masters in one discipline, Nether Pavilion defeated not only Azure Profound Sect, but also four of them.
In such a situation, it is naturally impossible to be in a good mood.
Only at Rain Listening Tower, the atmosphere remained calm.
Rain Listening Tower The host Shen Tinglan was sitting at the banquet, wearing a dark blue robe, holding a cup of tea in his hand, with a calm expression.
The Rain Listening Tower disciples behind him also had normal expressions. It seemed that Nether Pavilion had one sect and two masters, which was just an ordinary thing for them.
Rain Listening Tower has this confidence.
As the existence that has always been at the top of Seven Sects, Rain Listening Tower has many masters, and its background is unfathomable.
Even if Nether Pavilion has one more grandmaster, he can at most overwhelm Azure Profound Sect and other forces, but there is no way he can overwhelm Rain Listening Tower.
Azure Profound Sect The group of people took their seats on the left side of the hall.
Chen Tianyuan was sitting in the main seat, looking calm as usual.
Chen Wanjun, Han Qing, Jin Han and Elder sit on both sides, Luo Yuntian and Yun Muyao sit beside Fang Han.
The atmosphere at the banquet was quite lively, with people in the palace drinking wine and talking and laughing.
But the atmosphere at the Azure Profound Sect table was quite cold.
Except for the enthusiastic attitude of representatives from the affiliated forces of the Azure Profound Sect, few representatives from other forces took the initiative to talk to the Azure Profound Sect and his party, considering Nether Pavilion's attitude.
Occasionally, someone would come over to say hello, but they would say goodbye in a hurry and leave, as if staying a moment longer would cause trouble.
Azure Profound Sect The group of people seemed to be out of tune with their surroundings.
Fang Han held a glass of wine and drank it slowly, his eyes scanning those figures who deliberately avoided Azure Profound Sect's seats.
Someone was holding a wine glass and chatting at the Vajra Temple table for a long time, but they didn't even look at the Azure Profound Sect.
Some people were chatting and laughing at Rain Listening Tower, but when they walked to the Azure Profound Sect's table, they just nodded slightly and walked quickly past.
The warmth and coldness of human relationships are nothing more than this.
Luo Yuntian's hand holding the wine glass tightened slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed across his handsome face.
Yun Muyao lowered his eyes, his expression under the veil was not clear, but his fingertips holding the teacup were slightly firm.
Fang Han took in all this with a calm expression on his face, and just drank the remaining wine in the cup.
At this moment, the palace suddenly became quiet.
A figure slowly walked out from behind the palace.
The visitor was wearing a dark black robe, with complicated flame patterns embroidered with dark gold thread on the corners of the robe.
He has a handsome face and looks quite young, but there is a seriousness between his eyebrows that does not match his age.
It is Ling Wuyuan, the master of the Nether Pavilion.
He stood in the hall with his hands behind his hands, and a majestic aura that far surpassed that of a First Grade warrior slowly filled his body.
The aura was as deep as an abyss, carrying a suffocating sense of oppression, spreading around like an invisible tide, covering the entire hall.
Those in the hall who were still chatting in low voices fell silent at this moment.
"Sure enough, I have become a master!"
I don't know who screamed in surprise, and the voice was full of shock.
The news that Ling Wuyuan became a grandmaster was released by the Nether Pavilion and has not been verified.
But now, it is completely established.
Xie Changkong's hand holding the wine glass paused slightly.
Lei Pojun's fingers tightened suddenly.
Ku Du The rosary beads in his hand fluctuated at a sudden speed.
Hua Nishang's watery eyes, a trace of solemnity flashed away.
Ling Wuyuan's eyes slowly swept across the hall and stopped for a moment at the table Azure Profound Sect.
A cold light flashed across those deep eyes, then moved away.
He sat down at the main seat and raised his hand to signal:
"You all have come from afar, I, Nether Pavilion, am so radiant, please."
There were voices in the hall again, but when those eyes turned to Ling Wuyuan, they all felt a little more solemn and awe-inspiring.
The realm of the Grandmaster is like a chasm in the sky. When you cross it, you will find another world.
Li Wushang sat next to Ling Wuyuan, his eyes swept over the table of the Azure Profound Sect, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, with a bit of undisguised pride.
Just as they were drinking and drinking, a figure in a green robe slowly stood up.
Fang Han stood up from the table, looking past the figures holding wine glasses in the hall, to Ling Wuyuan who was sitting on top of the throne.
His movements were not big, but there seemed to be an invisible force that made the noise in the palace suddenly quiet at this moment.
"Master Ling Pavilion."
Fang Han spoke, his voice was not loud, but it clearly covered all the noise in the hall and spread to every corner of the entire hall.
"Junior Fang Han, I would like to ask Pavilion Master Ling for some advice. I wonder if Master Ling Pavilion would be willing to give me some advice?"
Fang Han's voice fell in the hall, like a stone thrown into a deep pool, causing ripples.
The hall was quiet for a moment.
Immediately, all eyes fell on Fang Han, who was wearing a green robe, and their eyes were full of astonishment and disbelief.
Challenge Ling Wuyuan?
Challenge a real grandmaster?
Is this Fang Han crazy?!
"Challenging Pavilion Master Ling? Junior Nephew Fang... could he be joking?!"
Vajra Temple One of the accompanying Elder's fingers twirling the beads suddenly stopped, and for the first time, obvious surprise appeared on his clumsy face.
Abbot Ku Du beside him raised his head, and his pair of ancient and unwavering eyes paused for a breath on Fang Han.
The movement of twisting the rosary beads in his hand paused for a moment.
"Unwise move."
Lingyun Sword Sect Master Xie Changkong put down his wine glass with a low voice, filled with surprise and contempt.
"What do Fang Han think? There is a gap like a chasm between Grandmaster and Grandmaster. Even if Fang Han has fought across six small realms, it is impossible to cross this chasm."
Xie Changkong Beside him, a young man True Disciple holding a sword who came to see the world said in a low voice.
"Taichong Acupoint is moving!"
Lingyun Sword Sect There was a trace of surprise and disapproval on the usually stern face of the first disciple Liu Bai.
On Imperial Capital Martial Arts Tournament, Fang Han, with the Second Grade Late Stage cultivation level, exploded with combat power comparable to Break Three Passes. His ability to fight across levels really shocked him.
But right now, Fang Han is challenging the Grandmaster.
The gap between a master and a master is larger, deeper and more insurmountable than the gap between Break Three Passes and First Grade.
Tyrant Blade Sect Seat direction.
"You are not a grandmaster, but you dare to challenge a grandmaster. You are even crazier than me."
Tyrant Blade Sect The rough face of the first disciple Mad Blade showed surprise. Fang Han did something he did not dare to do.
Hundred Flower Valley was sitting in the direction of Hundred Flower Valley, and a trace of astonishment flashed in the watery eyes of the eldest disciple Hua Jieyu.
"Challenge the Grandmaster?"
She had several contacts with Fang Han on Martial Arts Tournament, and was deeply impressed by Fang Han who could fight across several small realms.
Fang Han gave her the impression that she was young but had a quite stable personality, but she didn't expect that Fang Han would actually do such a crazy thing today.
The Azure Profound Sect table had the most intense reaction.
Chen Wanjun stood up suddenly, his calm face full of panic.
He quickly walked to Fang Han's side, lowered his voice, and said with irrepressible eagerness:
"Fang Han, what are you doing?! Sit back quickly, how can you challenge the Grandmaster?"
He doesn't know Fang Han's current true strength.
In the sect, only the sect masters Chen Tianyuan and Supreme Elder Gu Changqing know that Fang Han already possesses the power of a master.
Although Chen Wanjun knew that Fang Han was a talented monster and had already possessed combat power comparable to Break Three Passes more than half a year ago, the gap between First Grade and the master could not be bridged in half a year.
When he thought about it, Fang Han's move was tantamount to hitting an egg against a stone.
Yun Muyao also stood up, and for the first time his cold eyes, half covered by the gauze, showed obvious anxiety.
She walked quickly to Fang Han, her tone a little more urgent than usual:
"Fang Han, don't be impulsive!"
Fang Han and his sister Yun Qianyue have made an engagement, so speaking of it, Fang Han can be called her prospective brother-in-law.
Both emotionally and rationally, she couldn't just watch Fang Han make a mistake.