Ye Xiu's words brought awkward smiles to several faces around the table.
With things said this plainly, naturally no one would fail to understand the rules and keep pushing their luck.
Though the cultivation world revered strength above all, rules did not cease to exist.
It was perfectly normal for peers to introduce themselves to one another, but bringing forward juniors to make a match carried a hint of insult.
Everyone was cultivators of the same rank, yet the moment you opened your mouth, you introduced juniors from your family who were one generation—or even two generations—below you. What, did you plan to have me call you elder from now on?
Unless there was an absolute disparity in strength and influence, saying such things under normal circumstances was practically a declaration of war.
And when it came down to it, Ye Xiu was currently in a particularly hard-to-read position.
By age, cultivators of his generation were generally one major realm—or even two major realms—behind him.
But if introductions were made according to cultivation realm, then leaving aside the fact that Zifu Realm cultivators in every family were major figures who held down one side and could not easily abandon their foundations to come here—
Even if they truly wished to forge closer ties through marriage, Ye Xiu's attitude was still impossible to fathom.
Before the Alliance rose to power, everyone had only known that Ye Xiu's origins were a mystery, impossible to trace. Yet now, as the Alliance's influence grew ever greater, not only had his roots failed to reveal the slightest clue, they had instead become even more difficult to untangle.
Seeing everyone smile awkwardly without speaking, Ye Xiu had no intention of pursuing the subject further.
With those words today, he had essentially cut off the major sects'