Lin Xiaoyao looked toward the visitors.
There were well over a hundred of them. This time, the Mist Moon Immortal Palace had spared no effort to make a grand display.
Aside from a few maids dressed in palace robes, their black hair pinned up, every last one of the others was a cultivator at Golden Core Realm or above.
Even those maids with lowered eyes and bowed heads all had cultivation at Foundation Establishment Realm.
Clearly, this arrangement was meant to seize the initiative and intimidate.
What a slap in the face!
Though the other side hadn't said a word, their actions made their meaning plain: the Mist Moon Immortal Palace's strength and foundation were far greater than the Feathering Sect's.
They'd come to flaunt their power!
Lin Xiaoyao saw it clearly, but unlike the Feathering Sect's elders and senior disciples, he wasn't secretly seething with anger.
On the contrary, he was delighted.
As the saying went, the higher you climbed, the harder you fell.
The more you bragged and strutted around now, the more satisfying it would be when I slapped you down later.
What a wonderful bunch!
I'd been bored stiff, and you'd brought the fun right to my doorstep.
Of course, there was no need to rush. It wasn't his turn yet.
He raised his head and continued watching the show.
At the head of the Mist Moon Immortal Palace's party was a young man with a tall, straight bearing, dressed in brocade robes and a jade belt. His face was stern.
At a glance, he seemed only twenty-seven or twenty-eight.
From the conversation between the two sides, Lin Xiaoyao had already learned that this was the Mist Moon Immortal Palace's young master.
His name was Xu Chen, a Spirit Transformation cultivator!
He was also said to