Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Cultivator Chapter 947
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Chapter 947 Your HonorOn the hundredth floor.
The building was a hundred feet tall and was enveloped in mist.
Many beautiful maids stood on both sides respectfully. They were cultivators who had only an inferior-grade Golden Core, but this still showed how rich the Brahma Palace was.
Those who could sit at the center were those with an earth-shattering identity. They were the heirs and descendants from the Heavenly Regions.
Yang Gangfeng, the second best disciple of the Ghost Underworld Sect in the Heiyou Heavenly Region.
He might not be as powerful as Gui Mingzi, the other disciple of the sect who ranked sixty-fifth on the Longevity Roll, but he also had seventh-grade Golden Core.
“Right, Brother Lin, tell us quickly. Is the True Dragon Goddess engaged? Which Heavenly Sect is he from? Or is he from the Central Sacred Land?” the other people said.
Mu Yanping, the Xuankong Sword Prince and Wu Shan were all superior. Their powerful energy rose to the sky while they were just sitting there.
The young man with a pale face sitting in the middle also nodded and seemed interested.
He was the star of the entire banquet.
Zhu Ninmuo always paused a while when she glanced at this young man.
Gongsun Kui.
The heir of the Gongsun family of Liyang.
An elite who ranked eighty-third on the Longevity Roll.
The Liyang Heavenly Region was the first among the top ten Heavenly Regions and the Gongsun family was known to have Heavenly Lords among every generation. They were thriving recently and were close to the Reincarnation Sect.
Facing such a top Overlord, Lin Xiao quickly chuckled and said, “Well, I’m afraid you’ll all find this funny. Xiao Mang has a brother who’s not really related to her, but they’re very close. However, he’s only a Connate Cultivator.”
All the elites burst into laughter and didn’t even say anything.
They were all among the top elites of their regions, so they wouldn’t care about a Connate Cultivator, unless he was someone from Mount Emperor or the heir of the Medicine God.
“How can he be my opponent? If he shows up in front of me, I’m afraid my energy will make him kneel immediately.” Yang Gangfeng laughed.
Even though he was from the Ghost Underworld Sect, he was brawny and his voice was so loud that even the building shook.
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Many maids that were Golden Core Cultivators were startled.
“The True Dragon Goddess is so superior we don’t even qualify to be her suitors. I guess only Li Huaixian, Jun Aochen or the Liyang Sword Lord match her. What’s a Connate Cultivator? He’ll be dead a century later if he doesn’t become a Golden Core Cultivator.”
Gongsun Kui shook his head and sighed.
“Right.”
Everyone nodded.
Although they were elites of their regions, they were still way weaker than those on top of the Longevity Roll who truly ruled Planet Tianhuang. Without entering the top ten, they might not even have the chance to cultivate to reach the Nascent Soul Level. They were all silent in an instant.
Still, Zhu Ninmuo and Zhu Ninxue didn’t feel like they were too far away from the Nascent Soul Level. They only thought that all those young Overlords were already on top of the world.
“Xiao Mang’s brother is way weaker compared to them!” Zhu Ninmuo thought.
And Zhu Ninxue had already forgotten about Chen Fan.
Then, everyone suddenly went silent.
Chen Fan had arrived.
When Xiao Mang entered, her beauty immediately caught everyone’s attention. She was like a fairy from a Dragon Palace and a sun that squeezed into the hundredth floor. Under such radiance, even the maids felt ashamed.
“She’s indeed the True Dragon Goddess. Even Goddess Shenxi wasn’t as pretty as she is back then,” Wu Shan exclaimed.
As the fifth General of the Demon-suppressing Heavenly Sect, he had seen tons of fairies and beauties, but had never met someone like Xiao Mang.
Especially when Xiao Mang was surrounded by True Dragons as if she were a true Goddess.
Gongsun Kui raised his glass and said, “Greetings, Goddess. What a pleasure to meet you! I have no regrets now.”
“Brother Gongsun is right.”
“You’re such an extraordinary beauty!” the heirs of the Heavenly Sects said.
This made the sisters of the Zhu family and Sisi jealous.
But Xiao Mang frowned. She didn’t like people buttering her up. In her eyes, these so-called heirs of the Heavenly Sects weren’t any better than the pampered well-off babies in the mortal world.
“Xiao Mang, come here. Let me introduce you to these elites…”
Lin Xiao came up with a smile.
Xiao Mang took Chen Fan to the center of the banquet. Once he sat down, many people looked discontent.
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This was a banquet for the elites of different regions. Those who weren’t superior or powerful enough weren’t allowed to attend. There were many maids and guards that were Golden Core Cultivators standing on the side.
“Hm.”
Someone looked really upset.
But they didn’t say anything because of Xiao Mang.
When Chen Fan asked Lin Wuhua, Zhao Juexian and the others to sit, someone finally couldn’t help it.
“Bang!”
Yang Gangfeng banged the table and yelled, “Where the Chief Manager? Come here quickly! I thought only cultivators with the Golden Core Level or above could enter the hundredth floor. Why are there a few nameless Connate Cultivators here? What are your guards doing?”
His thunderous voice shook the entire floor.
“This…”
The Chief Manager of the Brahma Palace was also a peak-stage Golden Core Cultivator and he quickly arrived. He was completely speechless when he saw what was happening.
“Yang Gangfeng, what do you mean? Do you think I can’t beat you?” Xiao Mang said.
“Goddess Xiao Mang, I’m not talking about you and your friend. You and Sisi are outstanding disciples of the Reincarnation Sect, so you can certainly sit here. However, we don’t know these three women and there are even Connate Cultivators among them. How can they sit here with us?” Yang Gangfeng said expressionlessly.
“Sister Lin, Sister Yun and Sister Mu are my best friends. Why can’t they sit with me?” Xiao Mang asked furiously.
“Fine, they’re your friends. They can sit here, but an old servant isn’t qualified to join our banquet.” Yang Gangfeng pointed at someone and shouted.
Everyone turned around and saw a white-haired old man walking slowly to the table.
He was Zhao Juexian.
Then, even Hua Nonyin and Lin Xiao were stunned.
As the elites of the generation, they wouldn’t argue with the girls, but letting a servant sit with them was really humiliating.
“Haha, I didn’t know the Reincarnation Sect had no discipline at all. Servants can sit with their masters?” Wu Shan sneered.
“Right, right.”
The Xuankong Sword Prince nodded.
Each one of them represented a Heavenly Sect or family; not even Hua Nonyin would be able to deal with all of them. Many cultivators moved closer to see what was happening and agreed after witnessing this sight.
And yet, Gongsun Kui continued drinking and didn’t care at all.
Lin Xiao sighed and told Chen Fan, “Brother Chen, you’ve gone a bit too far.”
“Xiao Mang, quickly ask the servant to leave. Otherwise, people will say that cultivators from the Reincarnation Sect aren’t disciplined and have no respect for others. Even Lord Master will be angry,” Hua Nonyin also yelled.
As a senior of the Violet Moon Peak, she had the right to scold Xiao Mang.
“Senior, you…”
Tears welled up in Xiao Mang’s eyes.
The Chinese had been oppressed by the other races in the last thousands of years. People in the clan were united, so there was no distinction between servants and masters and Chen Fan had always been good to her. In Xiao Mang’s eyes, Zhao Juexian was a kind old man. Why couldn’t he sit here? She had no idea why Hua Nonyin had to yell at her.
“Xiao Mang, you should listen to Sister Hua,” Sisi also said.
She glanced at Chen Fan with a pleased look.
Zhu Ninmuo watched on the side and heaved a sigh. She clearly knew what was going on. Yang Gangfeng and Wu Shan seemed to be criticizing Zhao Juexian, but they were in fact humiliating Chen Fan.
To say that Zhao Juexian was a lowly servant in front of Chen Fan was humiliation.
“I’m afraid that if people in the sect knew what happened today, nobody would take Xiao Mang’s brother seriously. Who would respect him if he can’t even protect his servant?”
Zhu Ninmuo shook her head.
Chen Fan was definitely going to lose face this day.
Yang Gangfeng, Wu Shan and the Xuankong Sword Prince were all powerful cultivators. Not even Hua Nonyin stood on Chen Fan’s side, and Gongsun Kui didn’t care about this small matter.
Such a situation.
Zhu Ninmuo didn’t know what to do. Only Li Huaixian and Jun Aochen could handle this.
“You…”
When Xiao Mang was about to argue with them.
Chen Fan suddenly put one hand on her shoulder while he held a glass of wine with another. He got up, then glanced around and said calmly, “Why can’t my servant sit here?”
“It’s your honor to sit with him.”
Boom!
Everyone was astonished!
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