Alliance cultivators continually stepped forward to offer spirit tea. In quieter times, the cultivators would have gladly enjoyed these local specialties, but with everyone present burdened by heavy hearts, not a single person had the mind to savor them.
They drank their tea in silence. The irritation and gloom brought by an uncertain future made quite a few people feel that even the fragrant spirit tea in their mouths had become bland and tasteless.
Click.
At the crisp sound, everyone saw the doors being pushed open.
Dressed in plain robes, Ye Xiu entered the hall beneath everyone's gazes, smiling warmly.
With a scrape.
No one knew who rose first, but the sect cultivators who had been quietly seated stood up one after another and nodded in greeting to Ye Xiu.
Whatever happened in the future belonged to the future.
The Ye Xiu before them was someone who had only recently torn apart a Purple Palace great cultivator of the same realm with his bare hands.
Cultivators revered the strong, especially those standing at the crest of the storm.
Claiming that Ye Xiu was the foremost figure in the entire Azure Nether Realm might have been a bit much, but within ten million li of Yu Prefecture, he was indeed the undisputed hottest topic.
"Quite a few fellow cultivators have come today."
Meeting everyone's gazes, Ye Xiu still wore that calm, unruffled smile.
He smiled and nodded to the crowd, walking forward with steady steps before taking the seat of honor that drew everyone's admiration without the slightest hesitation.
None of the many cultivators present showed any unusual reaction to this.
Having dealt with the Alliance for so long, they more or less understood Ye Xiu's temperament.
They knew that although this man usually appeared easygoing, once serious matters were involved,