Night Without End

Chapter 1604: Chapter 642: Outliers Gather at Immortal City_2

Meng Zhiyu shook her head and said, "No need, just take us in."

The Illusion World Cat Clan’s Bai Family, and the Ji Family behind Ji Xingran, were all top-tier Great Trend powers in this city, and tonight important figures from each had arrived.

If they let Bai Zilan go in to report, some old men might personally come out to greet them.

Meng Zhiyu continued, "After we go in, tell your grandfather not to lead people over and surround us. We don’t want to be scrutinized from all sides."

Leaking an appropriate amount of information, saying they came for some great Creation, was already enough; if they exerted too much force and acted too high-profile, it would actually be overdoing it.

"Little Ji, did you hear that?" Zhou Tian also informed Ji Xingran not to mobilize a huge crowd.

Qin Ming once again experienced that someone with the bearing of a Great Saint, even if that potential was only to be realized in the future, already held a rather transcendent status now.

After Meng Zhiyu, Mu Shiniang, and the others arrived, the high-level members of the local top families actually had to personally receive them.

A short while later, the group threaded their way through the immortal fog region and entered the manor ahead.

Once they stepped into this Earth Realm, everything became different. In the night sky there was not only a bright moon hanging high, but also scattered stars; though all of it had been artificially created, it felt very real.

In this cave mansion, exotic flowers bloomed in profusion, immortal herbs carpeted the ground; even a simple pavilion contained worlds within.

Every casually seen small patch of Purple Bamboo Forest, if one were to mistakenly step into it and become Lost there, would require crossing an endless sea of bamboo.

Zhou Tian and Mu Shiniang, as princes of the Demon Court, were long used to such sights.

Niu Wuwei, as a Hidden Disciple of Doushuai Temple, and Meng Zhiyu, from the illustrious Dream Insect Clan, naturally needed no further words.

All things considered, only Qin Ming was a Loose Cultivator. Seeing the sky full of stars and the round moon hanging in the void, he couldn’t help but look a few more times.

As for Qian Cheng, he had once been a Magic King; what had he not experienced?

Even Qin Ming, this Loose Cultivator, had ascended to the Nine Heavens for Sword Fighting, participated in a Supreme Civilization’s Supreme Blood Battle, and ventured alone into the Yewu World. He had already seen plenty of grand scenes.

So once he arrived here, he naturally blended in and adapted in an instant.

Even so, there were still people sizing him up.

"Graceful and handsome like jade, with the temperament of a Banished Immortal—exceptionally outstanding." This was the appraisal of a young noble lady.

Another woman spoke up, "I just saw that he seemed to have come in following Zhou Tian and Mu Shiniang, so he has some connection to the Four Great Saints."

"Mm, right now he’s standing together with Ji Xingran, and at his side there’s also a... bull? You can tell his status might be about the same as Ji Xingran’s—one of Zhou Tian and Mu Shiniang’s attendants, counted as a trusted follower and little brother."

"That’s already very impressive."

"Could that bull be the special mount that pulls the carriage for the two princes of the Demon Court?"

The antique-styled hall was extremely vast, able to easily accommodate the constant stream of guests pouring in.

On some thick coiling-dragon pillars, Heavenly Dragons were carved, vivid and lifelike, every dragon head lifted high, holding lanterns in their mouths that shed down holy radiance.

Bronze crane ornaments had white mist curling from their beaks—that was the incense mist of the highest-grade lamps, able to clear one’s mind and help with Enlightenment.

After Meng Zhiyu, Taiyi, Mu Shiniang, and Zhou Tian entered in a low-key manner, they quickly dispersed, yet were still soon noticed by some old men, and people kept approaching them to clink glasses.

Although they had given prior notice, so no one surrounded them, people coming up to talk to them never stopped.

By comparison, Qin Ming and Niu Wuwei were much more relaxed. A few people knew their identities and came up quietly, paying great attention to etiquette, never raising their voices. After toasting them, seeing the two not very interested in talking, those people politely withdrew.

"Those two are Zhou Tian’s brothers, their status is extremely high."

"Seriously? Brothers of a Great Saint?"

"Of course it’s true. Last night my brother Mu Jingsheng returned home with a deathly pale face—he’d originally wanted to go make trouble for Ji Xingran, but ended up utterly frightened."

"But I just heard someone say that Minotaur is Great Saint Zhou’s mount."

"No way, right?"

Not long after, Niu Wuwei was almost fuming to the point his nose went crooked. Some people knew his identity, yet there was still a small group that mistook him for the bull that pulled the Great Saint’s carriage.

Qin Ming’s Divine Sense was keen, so of course he heard some of the comments. He patted Niu Wuwei’s shoulder and laughed, "Fifth Brother, you say you’re from the Human Clan, but insist on walking the world with a Minotaur’s head. Who can you blame for this?"

Niu Wuwei grumbled, "I’m cultivating a Skill here!"

Ji Xingran broke out in a cold sweat. These were two Great Saints—how could they be slighted or mocked?

He immediately went to speak with some people nearby, explaining the truth and refusing to let the misunderstanding deepen. He knew very well that these two were even more terrifying ruthless characters than Zhou Tian.

"Tonight not only are senior experts arriving with their Skills, there are also the rumored Great Saints attending, as well as honored guests from afar. I have here a Stone Carving Map and wish to invite everyone to appraise it—let’s see who can gain some Enlightenment from it."

An elder whose status was clearly very high stepped out, took a stone slab taller than half a man from his Space Bracelet, and set it up in the center of the hall, at once drawing many people to swarm forward.

"That’s someone from the Traveler Civilization," Ji Xingran said.

Zhou Tian, Meng Zhiyu, and the others had all been to Yao Guang City before and had acquaintances here, so they didn’t need anyone to accompany them.

Qin Ming and Niu Wuwei were newcomers, so Ji Xingran had been following the two to play the proper host.

Qin Ming was surprised. He was not at all unfamiliar with the Traveler Civilization; that Dojo was researching the Immortal Blood Calamity and was far from benevolent.

Back when the Supreme Blood Battle ended, he had encountered people from that organization and killed one of their Saints—Lü Liu.

Pei Shuyan had become Mr. Pei precisely because he’d been obstructed by people from that Dojo.

Besides that, at the Ten Thousand Dragons Tomb, another Saint from that Dojo—Lv Qi—had died miserably on the spot.

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