Tyrant Sky Martial Sou
Chapter 1016: Nobles Gathering

Chapter 1016: Chapter 1016: Nobles Gathering

"Young Master Jia, is it? When walking on the street in the future, you’d better pay attention to your behavior, otherwise you won’t even know how you died!"

Ling Xiao sneered and turned to leave again.

The Young Master Jia, pulled out from the water, was enraged to the extreme.

This young man in front of him seemed even younger, yet he dared to teach him a lesson.

Since childhood, his father had never beaten him like this; how dare this person strike him?

He could not swallow this humiliation.

"I will kill you!"

At this moment, Young Master Jia’s rage had clouded his mind, and he didn’t care about anything else, furiously attempting to slash Ling Xiao right there and then.

"Sparing your dog life is only because I don’t want to dirty my hands; do you really think I wouldn’t dare kill you?"

Ling Xiao was already annoyed by the hassle.

Under normal circumstances, he would have killed him without hesitation.

But today, with the Emperor and others in the tower, he couldn’t provide others with a reason to trouble him.

Yet if the other party kept provoking repeatedly, he wouldn’t mind sending him on his way.

The cold Sword Intent was released; Ling Xiao truly had murderous intentions now.

"Both of you hold on, this is a place of tranquility, it’s better not to start a fight rashly."

A voice sounded, instantly defusing the tense atmosphere.

Ling Xiao withdrew his Sword Intent and gave the person a brief glance.

"So it’s Young Master Phoenix Wushan from the Shenhuang Auction House," Ling Xiao said with a slight smile.

"It’s rare that Brother Ling still remembers this commoner." Phoenix Wushan also smiled, then turned to Young Master Jia, "Young Master Jia, please give this commoner face today, and don’t argue further. After all, it doesn’t benefit your Righteous Qi Alliance either."

"Hmph, if it weren’t for you, I would have killed him today."

Young Master Jia snorted and leaped onto the tower.

Phoenix Wushan then looked at Ling Xiao, "Brother Ling, please also come to the banquet. Naturally, Vice President Qing Yan can come along as well."

"If that’s the case, Vice President, let’s go."

Ling Xiao was not an unsociable person; he didn’t want to completely fall out with the Emperor, but today he definitely needed to bring Feng Qingyan as his bodyguard, or else there would be no good outcomes in the Hongmen Banquet.

"Alright!"

Feng Qingyan nodded and followed Phoenix Wushan’s lead up to the tower.

The tower was large, featuring some tables and chairs carved from white jade, clean and neat, yet nobly luxurious.

The carvings on them were done by folk master craftsmen.

White jade was an extremely precious gem in common places, yet here, entire blocks of it were carved into furniture, casually arranged.

This might just be a privilege of martial artists, a privilege of nobles.

In the center of the tower, a woman holding a pipa was playing a captivating string tune, with sensually dressed women dancing beside her.

Clearly, these women were carefully selected, not only identical in height but also in their exquisite appearances.

As they played and danced, each gesture and smile seemed to seduce souls.

This was not Ling Xiao’s delusion but a reality.

These women all hoped to catch the eye of someone present, after all, those who had the qualifications to enter Ling Yue Bieyuan were either rich or noble.

Ling Xiao and Feng Qingyan’s arrival didn’t disturb many.

Young talents sat in the tower, but they seemed indifferent to Ling Xiao, their eyes fixated on the graceful, beautiful dancers.

Only His Majesty the Emperor flashed a slight smile at Ling Xiao, signaling acknowledgement.

Ling Xiao didn’t care about the disdain from these people.

Status wasn’t achieved through pretense but through strength.

Even if these people looked down on him, their strength couldn’t match his, and outside, people would respect him even more.

Among the young talents present, there were over twenty people, most of whom Ling Xiao didn’t recognize, but there were a few familiar faces.

For example, there was Phoenix Wushan.

Also included was Young Master Jia, who had just come into conflict with him.

Another was Yan Peng from the Roc Clan whom he had once had disagreements with at the Shenhuang Auction House.

Then there were the siblings Fengming Yu and Fengming Bo, whose cultivation levels he had once destroyed, though they had later recovered.

Feng Yanran was also present, probably the only acquaintance with whom he had a good relationship.

These people were either nobles or young masters of Great Sects, each holding a prominent status.

In comparison, Ling Xiao seemed quite modest.

However, in terms of strength, Ling Xiao believed that no one present would be a match for him.

Now in the entire Imperial City, aside from the Ten Great Phoenix Children and a few other prodigies, he didn’t believe anyone could surpass him.

It seemed that this was not any kind of trap meeting, otherwise, except for the Emperor, no one present could rival him. What could be the meaning of that?

Having observed everyone present, Ling Xiao was about to find a place to sit when he realized that there were no available seats inside the pavilion.

Young Master Jia, occupying three seats by himself, was slouching and looking at Ling Xiao mockingly.

Most of the other people also turned to look at Ling Xiao, a majority emitting cold laughter, seemingly pleased to see Ling Xiao make a fool of himself.

"Ling Xiao, Uncle Qing Yan, please come sit here!" Feng Yanran stood up and invited with a smile, just as Ling Xiao was about to turn around and leave.

Seeing this, a dark flash crossed Young Master Jia’s face, as if he had become angry again.

"Both of you, please sit here. Yanran is a noble princess and a girl; it’s not appropriate for you to sit with her," said Young Master Jia.

He seemed to be suppressing his rage, especially since he didn’t dare to cause trouble in front of the Emperor.

Ling Xiao, however, seemed not to hear him and walked directly to Feng Qingyan’s side, sitting down.

Damn!

To embarrass me in front of so many people!

Young Master Jia was instantly furious, his aura of murder spreading as he pressed it towards Ling Xiao, daring such a thing in front of the Emperor meant he must have grown too arrogant.

Everyone watched this scene in amazement.

Young Master Jia was known to have a terrible temper, and no one present wanted to offend him. Yet, Ling Xiao blatantly ignored him, truly a bold move.

Indeed, as rumors had spread throughout the streets and alleys, Ling Xiao was an arrogant and audacious man.

"Jia Yun, whatever it is, it can wait until later. Today, His Majesty the Emperor is hosting a banquet; do not be brash," said Phoenix Wushan, his voice light but effective.

It seemed Young Master Jia was somewhat wary of Phoenix Wushan; otherwise, with his temperament, it would not be so easy to obey.

Hearing this, Jia Yun glared hatefully at Ling Xiao but ultimately did not act.

"Long live His Majesty!"

After sitting down, Ling Xiao bowed towards the Emperor.

He had noticed upon his arrival that this Emperor was more majestic than he had imagined, which was why he was able to win the title of Emperor amidst previous competitions.

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