"Young friend Ye, you won the Dragon Martial Tournament and brought glory to our Soulbirth Sect. Thank you for your efforts!"
Lanterns and festive decorations adorned the Soulbirth Sect's Mountain Gate.
The sect master stood in the center of the Mountain Gate, his perpetually cold, sinister face now wreathed in smiles.
Seeing Ye Li raise an eyebrow at him,
he swept his broad sleeve, parting the clouds behind him to reveal an unobstructed bluestone mountain path:
"I've already had a welcoming banquet prepared. Come inside and rest."
"Let us admire our champion's bearing!"
At the sect master's words, the tens of thousands of black-robed disciples kneeling on either side immediately shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens:
"Welcome back to the sect, Senior Brother Ye Li!"
"Welcome back to the sect, Senior Brother Ye Li!!!"
Yet despite the extraordinary grandeur of this welcome,
Zhou Yan, standing behind Ye Li, felt not the slightest happiness.
Looking at those fanatical faces, she felt only a chill down her spine!
These people...
The Soulbirth Sect was notorious throughout the Southern Region.
These people normally treated human lives as worthless, extracting souls and refining spirits at the slightest provocation. When had they ever been so courteous to anyone?
Now they were treating an Eternal Life Realm disciple with such humility. It was simply inconceivable!
But on second thought,
Zhou Yan looked at the upright, blue-robed figure before her and felt somewhat reassured:
Given Fellow Daoist Ye's current standing in the Southern Region,
he's both a Myriad Forms Seed and the Dragon Martial Prefecture's prized son-in-law. A welcome on this scale from the Soulbirth Sect is only natural.
I just wonder...
Her gaze swept over the three Divine Lords of the Soulbirth Sect, whose auras ran deep, and unease stirred within her:
*What exactly