Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

"Elder Hidden Dragon, and True Monarch Yuan Gui from Earth Origin Sect has not arrived yet, should we wait a bit longer?"

The speaker was True Monarch Xiao Tian from Liyuan Sect, who, since being saved by Yi Chen earlier, had actively sought to get closer to him.

However, the current him had a respectful demeanor, hands clasped in front of him, back slightly bowed, attitude extremely reverent, not daring to overstep the slightest bit.

Yi Chen knew that, even though they had shared drinks and conversations a few months back, there was now a regrettable barrier between them.

On that day, after slaying the spiritual ghost that accompanied the Wusheng Sword Mother, perhaps because the Wusheng Sword Mother had cast spells to feed the spirit ghost and allowed it to further evolve, the spirit ghost actually contributed a total of one hundred and eighty thousand Deep Red Points to him.

Upon discovering this, Yi Chen even recited the Rebirth Scripture for the Wusheng Sword Mother one more time, as after all the Sword Mother had been generous and he, Yi Chengzi, should not be found lacking.

After ten days had passed since the destruction of Jianxie Sect, the news began to spread gradually to the surrounding areas. The once unmatched Stellar Sword Alliance suddenly dissipated like smoke, with some sects that had withdrawn even contacting Yi Chen in private, hoping to join the Hidden Dragon Alliance.

Therefore, today’s banquet on the top floor of Wangyue Tower was even more grandiose than the day held by the Passionate Young Master, but today, no one dared to ask Sect Master Qinyun to perform with her zither.

Because now, they were all skilled in singing and dancing, who would have the audacity to entertain such a notion and ask the master of Hehuan Sect to perform!

"It’s about time, let’s not wait anymore, let us begin." Yi Chen shook his head, clapped his hands, and an array of dishes flowed forth like water.

Each and every delicacy was made from rare spiritual materials, brightly colored Spirit Fruits were abundant on the tables, and what was more important was that Yi Chen had not spent a single penny on these.

A ruthless person who single-handedly destroyed Jianxie Sect, True Monarch Dao Zhen so powerful hosting a banquet at Wangyue Tower, the owner of Wangyue Tower was overjoyed to the point of tears, he even prepared a generous gift and shamelessly hoped that Yi Chen would accept it.

Just at this moment, suddenly a dishevelled figure appeared in the hall, a short elderly man wearing an earthy yellow robe, he first made a deep bow to everyone around him and then bowed deeply to Yi Chen at the head seat.

"Fellow Daoists, I apologize, I apologize, I am late." True Monarch Yuan Gui apologized.

Instantly, everyone’s gaze converged on True Monarch Yuan Gui in silence.

Yi Chen looked down, took a soup spoon and stirred the bowl of turtle soup in front of him, not even lifting his head as he replied, "Now that you’ve arrived, find yourself a seat.~" Explore more adventures at NovelBin.Côm

"Many thanks, Elder Hidden Dragon." The old man in the yellow robe was overjoyed in his heart, not expecting to get off so easily. After hearing the news of Jianxie Sect’s annihilation, he could not believe how the formidable Wusheng Sword Mother could be so easily slain?

Relying on his exquisite earth escape technique, he traveled thousands of miles to Jianxie Sect’s mountain gate, and only after personally witnessing the ruins of Jianxie Sect did he completely give up and quickly made his way to Wangyue Tower, but still missed the timing by a little.

True Monarch Yuan Gui looked around and saw that all the spaces behind the tables in the room were already filled with people; a cold sweat instantly ran down his forehead. Just as he was about to shamelessly ask a maid to add an extra table at the back, Yi Chen’s voice rang out again.

"Sss, this old turtle soup from Wangyue Lake in Xuangui City is truly unique, different from other places, fresh, mellow, rich, with a unique fragrance that should not be missed, please help yourselves, fellow Daoists." Yi Chen picked up chopsticks, lifted the turtle from the soup, bit off a large half, then looked ’surprised’ at True Monarch Yuan Gui, who was standing in the middle of the hall feeling extremely awkward, and said, "Fellow Daoist, why haven’t you taken a seat yet?"

"Elder Hidden Dragon, there are no seats left, is it possible to add another table?"

"True Monarch Yuan Gui, the number of tables is limited, as is the number of members in my Hidden Dragon Alliance. If you couldn’t even secure a table, I think you simply haven’t taken me or the other fellow Daoists to heart."

"Elder...."

"Scram! Go back and wait for a message!" Yi Chen’s tone suddenly rose, and he swallowed the last of the old turtle. @@novelbin@@

The insightful people in the tower knew what to do as soon as Yi Chen made a statement; they immediately echoed him,

One even scoffed loudly, "Elder Hidden Dragon summons and you dare to be late; one has to drop everything, even if it’s of great importance. I wouldn’t hesitate to take time off from an important pill concoction, and I don’t think True Monarch Yuan Gui has the qualifications to attend this meeting!"

True Monarch Yuan Gui retreated awkwardly, filled with regret in his heart, remembering that he used to be a member who fiercely bargained at the great hall.

Those who knew him exchanged glances and couldn’t help but reveal a hint of a smile on their faces.

"True Monarch Yuan Gui always prides himself on being cautious and meticulous in his actions, yet today this old fox has stumbled, excellent."

Yi Chen, observing the expressions of everyone in the hall, couldn’t help but split his mouth into an exaggerated arc.

These people below him, task them to make sugar it might not be sweet, but ask them to make vinegar and it would surely be sour; he had never naively thought of gaining their loyalty.

Why did he need the loyalty of this bunch, when what he, Yi Taoist, needed was their tribute.

The trade of sinister spirits could be covertly resumed. He had already agreed with Sect Master Qinyun to use the name of Hehuan Sect to collect sinister items and the true scriptures unearthed from various ancient relics, as well as martial tomes derived from them.

Although Yi Chen did not hold much hope for the latter, the former was a real output, wasn’t this much better than him going out and searching himself?