Yue Mei left, quickly disappearing with the crowd.
Ye Xuan, however, did not leave. He remained in the restaurant, calm and composed.
Within three days, all the major factions began their preparations.
The gathering of powerful individuals aims to enhance their cultivation.
In Hundred Leaves Imperial City, the residents were also filled with fear and unease, each feeling insecure.
Some cultivators chose to migrate or leave, while others saw this as an opportunity and planned to participate in the upcoming holy war.
The strong cannot attack the weak, nor can they cross a vast realm; this is their opportunity.
If one can seize the opportunity and rise to the occasion, the gains will undoubtedly be enormous.
Perhaps, a holy war could transform a carp into a dragon, allowing it to soar through the Nine Heavens.
"The strong are not allowed to lay a hand on the weak, nor can they cross a greater realm."
"These rules of holy war are great! Does this mean I can do whatever I want?"
"Of course, the premise is that my identity cannot be revealed."
Ye Xuan had a general understanding of the rules of the Holy War, and he was overjoyed.
Nothing more, we're all in the same boat, who does he fear?
Let alone those at the same realm, he wouldn't be afraid even if they were a realm higher than him.
Furthermore, he also possesses Sealing Realm, meaning that unless those Emperor Realm attack him, they can be instantly killed.
Otherwise, even if he wanted to die, it would be difficult.
Of course, the strong cannot kill the weak; this too has its limitations.
If the weak provoke the strong without provocation, then this rule does not apply.
After all, rules are made for the sake of fairness and to protect the vulnerable.
But if the weak court death by actively provoking the strong, then they deserve to die.
Otherwise, the weak wouldn't even need to participate in the battle; they could simply form groups to insult the strong and that would be enough to humiliate them.
"Oh, by the way, Brother Yuan, are you planning to join the cultivator army? Right now, Hundred Leaves Imperial City, Great Sword Sect, Hundred Flowers Alliance are all recruiting cultivators. Are you planning to join? Which faction do you want to join?"
"Nonsense, of course I'd join! Joining the cultivator army means not only receiving offerings, but also keeping all the spoils of war. Only a fool wouldn't participate."
"That's true. It's too dangerous not to join either side. Only by joining can we be safe."
Inside the restaurant, many cultivators were discussing and deliberating on their next move.
The holy war has begun, and the four major powers are engaged in a fierce battle. This is no small matter.
As a major power, it's normal to temporarily recruit some cannon fodder to avoid heavy losses among its disciples.
Some Rogue Cultivator, in order to gain resources, may choose not to join either side and fish in troubled waters.
However, if that happens, once the final battle begins, there is a high possibility that we will be attacked by all four sides.
But once you choose to join one of the factions, it's not so dangerous.
For the past three days, Ye Xuan had been hanging out in the restaurant, listening to other people's conversations whenever he had free time, and thus learned a great deal.
He was also considering whether he should join a faction.
It wasn't that he was afraid of being surrounded and killed, but rather that not joining would make him too conspicuous and too extraordinary, which seemed a bit inappropriate.
"Even if we're going to join, we shouldn't join forces like the Hundred Leaves Imperial Family. It would be best to join the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association. If we can successfully join the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association, that would be interesting."
"However, the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association is in such a sorry state that hardly anyone has joined. If I go there, it might arouse suspicion, which wouldn't be good."
Ye Xuan sipped the spirit wine, muttering to himself that he also had a bit of a headache.
The Thousand Leaves Merchant Association is in a truly dire situation right now.
The registration point for recruiting cultivators has been open for three days, but not a single person has gone there.
It was utterly shameful.
Of course, Ye Xuan could understand. With three against one, the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association would almost certainly be wiped out. In that situation, only a fool would join in and die.
Not to mention that those Rogue Cultivator would never join, even the cultivators of the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association would probably be eager to leave the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association.
"Smack!"
"That bastard Xuan Ye is truly despicable! He better not let me find out who he is, or I'll definitely kill him!"
Just as Ye Xuan was pondering this, a loud bang suddenly came from a certain spot in the restaurant, followed by a loud shout.
Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan's eyelids twitched slightly, and he turned his head to look.
Immediately, a young man who looked elegant and sophisticated was seen slamming his fist on the table and cursing angrily.
His voice had barely faded when he immediately attracted countless gazes.
Despite the countless gazes sweeping over him, this man remained completely unafraid and angrily declared:
"What are you looking at? What are you looking at? I am Yang Tian of the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association! If you dare to look again, believe me, I'll kill you all, you bastards!"
"A bunch of Rogue Cultivator, a bunch of worthless ants, and now they dare to laugh at me? They're practically asking for death!"
The surrounding cultivators were all somewhat angry upon hearing this.
They just glanced at it and got bombarded with insults like that; it's disgusting.
However, upon hearing that the other party was Yang Tian from the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association, the cultivators, despite their resentment, suppressed their anger and turned their gaze away.
Fine, we're all going to die anyway, and the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association is about to be destroyed, so I'll let you be arrogant one more time.
"Hmph, a bunch of spineless bastards, trash!"
Seeing that the others had turned their gaze away, Yang Tian cursed again in annoyance before continuing to drink.
The two young men on his left and right sides looked slightly bitter.
I'm never going out with Senior Brother Yang again. What kind of time is this to be so arrogant?
If he were killed by some hot-tempered cultivators, he would be unjustly killed.
When Ye Xuan heard Yang Tian's identity, his eyes couldn't help but light up slightly.
" Yang Tian? A member of the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association? Peak Divine King Realm cultivation?"
Ye Xuan was utterly stunned.
That's really true; when you're about to fall asleep, someone brings you a pillow.
This is such a suitable online alias, shouldn't I try it out?
If we change this guy's identity, we can not only infiltrate the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association, but also avoid arousing suspicion.
"Not bad."
Ye Xuan murmured to himself, his heart filled with joy.
On the surface, he remained calm and collected, but in secret, he kept a close eye on Yang Tian.
In fact, over the past three days, many Tianjiao figures from various factions have come to the imperial city and visited this restaurant.
However, Ye Xuan didn't pay much attention to it, and besides, he had never met anyone from the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association.
This Yang Tian is truly the first one.
The Thousand Leaves Merchant Association is located in the Imperial City, so when the great war breaks out, the Imperial City will naturally be the center.
As for the destruction of the imperial city, that's nothing to worry about. With the power of those Emperor Realm experts, they can rebuild it at any time.
It was unclear whether Yang Tian was deliberately looking for trouble or simply out drinking to relieve his boredom.
He stayed in the restaurant for a full half hour before leaving.
No sooner had Yang Tian left than Ye Xuan put down his wine glass, got up, and casually followed him.
He needs to find an opportunity to make his move.