The invitation arrived at noon.
The visitor was not from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, but an outer sect steward from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, neatly dressed and courteous in speech.
Upon seeing Li Hanqiu, the outer sect steward bowed and respectfully presented the invitation.
"Dean Li, the sky screen has opened. The elders of every sect are watching. Sword Douluo Chen Xin, Sect Master Yu of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, and several distinguished figures from Spirit Hall would like to invite you over for a chat."
Li Hanqiu took the invitation and casually flipped it open.
"To watch the sky screen? Is a mere Soul Emperor like me welcome?"
"You jest. Even putting aside your gifted disciples, each an astonishingly talented young woman, you yourself are someone well worth befriending."
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's outer sect steward adopted a deeply deferential manner. "Besides, our sect master said that, as Miss Ning Rongrong's master, you should naturally be considered part of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's family."
At that, Li Hanqiu wore a faint, ambiguous smile, but said nothing more.
"I understand." He closed the invitation. "It seems those seven hopeless little girls of mine have stirred everyone up with all their fighting in there."
He brushed off the hem of his clothes and walked out with his hands behind his back.
"In that case, what harm is there in paying a visit?"
Outside the secret realm, a ring of viewing stands had already been erected.
The administrative platforms were all temporary, supported by wooden frames and furnished with beast-hide cushions. The various sects sat in separate sections, their boundaries as clear as two rivers that never mingled. An aisle had been left down the middle, leading straight to the front.
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