Above the great hall, mist coiled upward. True Lord Xingyuan poured Ye Xingliu a cup of spirit tea and did not urge him.
After all, he knew very well that the Ye Family had acted with great caution over these years.
Although Ye Xingliu was in charge of affairs in the Central Region, the decision was not so easy to make.
The reason he had said it was not because he thought Ye Xingliu would agree on the spot, but because he wanted Ye Xingliu to pass the message on to the Ye Family's true higher-ups.
Penglai suspected that the Ye Family had another place, and naturally, the Righteous Path Sect had some guesses as well.
It was just that, unlike Penglai's urgent desire to know, the Righteous Path Sect had simply gathered too much information while probing around and had, in passing, begun to consider it.
And in his view, the Ye Family's true higher-ups should be in that core place.
"May I ask what the rules for the Righteous Path Sect's grand competition are?" Ye Xingliu accepted the spirit tea and asked carefully.
"The rules for the grand competition only require that Purple Palace cultivators be no older than a hundred, Golden Core cultivators no older than three hundred, and Nascent Soul Cultivators no older than eight hundred. All of these count as young cultivators and may participate in the Righteous Path Sect's grand competition."
"Very well. I'll report this matter to several of the Ye Family's clan elders and choose a few candidates when the time comes." Hearing this, Ye Xingliu nodded.
He had already understood in his heart that True Lord Xingyuan was not asking Ye Family clansmen to participate in the grand competition at all. In truth, he only wanted Ye Family cultivators to join