Within Yunmeng Manor's enormous rear garden, several hundred low tables had been arranged across the ground, laden with all manner of spirit fruits and wine, their rich fragrance permeating the air.
Several hundred powerful young geniuses sat cross-legged before the tables, drinking and chatting merrily.
At the foremost seat sat a tall young man dressed in a golden robe embroidered with pythons. His aura was extraordinarily restrained, giving him an unfathomable air. Merely sitting there, he gave the impression that everything lay within his grasp with every gesture.
"This is Third Prince Jia Yuanji!"
Mu Lingping quietly introduced him to Su Mo.
Su Mo nodded slightly. This man was an expert; he could tell at a glance.
As the three entered the rear garden, beautiful maidservants came forward to guide them and arrange their seats.
Seeing more people arrive, the various geniuses in the rear garden could not help turning their attention toward Su Mo's group. However, after a casual glance, no one paid them any mind.
Although Su Mo and the other two were all at the True Spirit Realm Third Layer, their cultivation was not weak. Still, they were unknown, and no one took them seriously.
Yet when several people saw Su Mo, their gazes sharpened.
One of them had a round face and large ears. He was Zhu Shaojing, the genius on the Hundred Peerless Ranking whom Su Mo had injured yesterday.
There were also two others: one was a stern-faced young man, while the other was a graceful woman. They were precisely the Hundred Peerless Ranking geniuses Leng Yunfeng and Ji Xuehan.
The three wore different expressions upon seeing Su Mo arrive.
Zhu Shaojing stared hard at Su Mo. After a moment, the corner of his mouth curled upward in a sinister smile.
Su Mo's group