The clamor in the square gradually subsided.
Bibi Dong's apology still lingered in the air, but she had already turned away and headed for the Pope Palace without looking back.
After Qian Daoliu delivered a few concluding remarks on behalf of Spirit Hall, the assembly officially came to an end.
Yet the atmosphere in the square did not cool down. On the contrary, the sect representatives who had held themselves back for so long surged toward Su Mo like floodwaters released from a dam.
Ning Fengzhi arrived first.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's master wore a gentle smile, but he did not beat around the bush. "Sir Su Mo, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect wishes to invite you to become a guest elder. All cultivation methods and texts in the sect's library will be fully open to you."
Su Mo smiled and cupped his hands. "Sect Master Ning, I appreciate your kindness. But I'm used to freedom and don't wish to be bound by any sect."
A trace of regret flashed through Ning Fengzhi's eyes, yet he did not press the matter. He merely took a token from his sleeve and offered it with both hands. "In that case, please accept this Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Token. Whoever carries it will be treated as an honored guest by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, regardless of time or place. Our businesses are spread across the continent. If you need anything, just ask."
As expected of Ning Fengzhi!
Su Mo praised him inwardly. He did not refuse again and accepted the token. "Thank you, Sect Master Ning."
The people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan followed close behind.
"Kid Su Mo." Yu Yuanzhen's voice exploded as fiercely as his Martial Soul. "I don't like wasting words. An elder's