At noon the next day, the entrance of the Iron Mountain Manor was packed with people and carriages. Many experts from major sects had brought their disciples to participate in the feast.
"Junior Martial Uncle?
Isn't the Iron Mountain King, Huangfu Zhengde, locked up? Why is he suddenly hosting the Pantheon Feast? "Jie Bing couldn't help but ask.
"Why do you care so much? Since they invited us, let's participate." Nie Chen handed the invitation to a low-level god at the entrance.
"So it's the Chasing Bull Sect. Please come in!" The low-level god smiled.
However, when he saw the hundreds of muscular men behind Nie Chen, his smile froze. Wasn't there too many of them?
Although the gods who received the invitation would usually bring their families along, it was unheard of for them to bring hundreds of people at once.
What's more, the group of muscular men from the Chasing Bull Sect was too much of a visual impact!
However, he wouldn't dare to stop Nie Chen and the others even if he had a hundred guts. The Chasing Bull Sect was a major sect. If he offended them, he wouldn't be able to bear the consequences. Even the Iron Mountain King couldn't protect him.
"Anicca Sect?
What sect is this? Did we invite this sect? "The Demigod looked at the invitation card in his hand, his brows furrowed.
Wu Shang revealed a warm smile and said, "Our sect has declined. I am the last disciple of this sect!"
"A declining sect?
Those who send out invitations should pay more attention. Don't just send out random invitations. "The low-level god mumbled and finally let Wu Shang in.
Wu Shang didn't get angry. He walked into the Iron Mountain Manor with a smile and said, "Qin Feng should be here. This should be a good opportunity to get acquainted with him!"
Wu Shang had been in the Divine Martial Kingdom for some time, but he didn't have a chance to get close to Qin Feng.
However, this wasn't Wu Shang's problem. The problem was Qin Feng. During this time, Qin Feng was immersed in the Dao of Divine Talismans and didn't give Wu Shang a chance to get close.
Wu Shang and Qin Feng had never met before. Wu Shang couldn't just go to Qin Feng and ask him to be friends, right?
This was obviously abnormal. Qin Feng would either treat him as a lunatic or think that he had ulterior motives.
Naturally, he wanted to become friends with Qin Feng!
This Myriad Deity Banquet was a natural and excellent opportunity to become friends with Qin Feng. It was pure and unpretentious!
"What's wrong with the Young Master? Why do I feel that the Young Master is acting strange?"
"I think so too, but it is indeed the Young Master!"
"You two, I told you not to follow me. If I find out that you're following me again, don't blame me for being rude!"
Suddenly, Wu Shang's voice rang out in the minds of the two Low Gods. The two Low Gods hastily left the Iron Mountain Mansion.
However, this also made them even more certain that their Young Lord was different from before. If it was the previous Young Lord, even the slightest disobedience to the Young Lord's will would result in either death or disability. How could he be so easy-going like now?
The Young Master seemed to be kinder than before.
That's right, kindness!
However, in their opinion, it was ridiculous to use these two words on their Young Lord. It wasn't an exaggeration to use noble, proud, ambitious, and powerful to describe their Young Lord. However, the word 'kind' had nothing to do with their Young Lord.
"Herculean Bull Sect?"
As soon as Wu Shang entered, he saw a group of muscular men eating heartily. Their rude eating manners made people blush with shame.
Compared to the rude eating manners of his own disciples, Nie Chen's eating manners were much more refined. However, his eating speed was even more exaggerated than his disciples'. In the blink of an eye, he had devoured the mountain of food.
How could the food at the Myriad Deity Banquet be ordinary food? They were all rare treasures that were rarely seen!
The Herculean Bull Sect's disciples ignored the pointing and whispering of the bystanders. No matter what they said, nothing was more important than filling their stomachs.
Most of the Herculean Bull Sect's disciples were simple-minded, but they were also thick-skinned. Even if they were thin-skinned, they had been honed by so many seniors and juniors.
"Where is he? Where is he?" Wu Shang looked around curiously, searching for Qin Feng's figure.
"Elder, it's not good to bring me along. Huangfu Zhengde didn't invite me." Zhao Chao was a little reserved.
"The invitation didn't say I couldn't bring anyone. What are you afraid of?" Qin Feng rolled his eyes.
Zhao Chao smiled bitterly. "Elder, I'm really scared. You and the Iron Mountain King Huangfu Zhengde have a death grudge. Aren't we walking right into a trap?"
"Don't worry. With me here, he won't dare do anything." Qin Feng pulled Zhao Chao to the entrance of the Iron Mountain King's palace.
"Qin Feng!"
The Lowgod guarding the door saw the two words on the invitation and his pupils shrank. This kid had guts. He actually dared to come.
"Wait, Your Excellency's invitation seems to be fake!" The Lowgod stopped Qin Feng, who was about to enter the door.
"It's fake!" Suddenly, everyone looked at Qin Feng curiously.
In the past, there had been people who brought fake invitations to the Myriad God Banquet. They didn't expect there to be someone who brought a fake invitation to the banquet this time. Just how thick-skinned and stupid did one have to be to do something like this? Did he take the Iron Mountain King for a fool?
"Qin Feng?" Wu Shang's heart skipped a beat. Good, after waiting for so long, the real person had finally arrived.
"Fake?
Your Iron Mountain King's palace would send out fake invitations? "Wu Shang smiled and snatched the invitation.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How could my Iron Fan Palace send out fake invitations?" The Lowgod was furious.
"Then why do you say this invitation is fake?" Wu Shang waved the invitation in his hand.
"What I mean is that this guy called Qin Feng made his own invitation and wants to bluff his way through!" The Lowgod snorted.
"Bluff his way through?
Are you awake? This is the second place of the selection, a young talent second only to Huangfu Guiyi. Why would he need to fake an invitation? "Wu Shang chuckled.
"Qin Feng. So he's that Qin Feng."
Quite a few people recognized Qin Feng. Although Qin Feng had been keeping a low profile during this period of time, the second place of the selection had still allowed him to make a name for himself in the imperial capital.
"So it's Brother Qin. Why are you being blocked by the guard dogs?" Nie Chen walked out with a piece of steak in his hand.
"Brother Nie Chen!" Qin Feng cupped his hands in greeting.
"I am Wu Shang from the Anicca Sect!" Wu Shang cupped his hands in greeting.
Qin Feng nodded. They could be considered acquaintances now.
"Brother Qin, there's no need to pay attention. Just come in. Brother Qin's strength has shaken the imperial capital. How could the invitation in your hand be fake?" Wu Shang smiled.
"I'm just afraid that some people are deliberately trying to frame me." Qin Feng smiled slightly.
"The Iron Mountain King, Huangfu Zhengde, is a senior. How could he play such petty tricks?" Wu Shang shook his head.
"This poor guy has such a vicious mouth!"
The Lowgod guarding the door glared at Wu Shang. This poor guy kept bringing the topic to the Iron Mountain King. He wanted to pour cold water on the Iron Mountain King.
"This is a misunderstanding. The invitation in Brother Qin's hand is naturally real!" Huangfu Guiyi walked out with a smile.
"Oh?
If it's real, then why did this guard say it was fake? "Wu Shang asked in return.
Huangfu Guiyi looked coldly at Wu Shang. "You are?"
"Anicca Sect, Wu Shang. It's just a small rural sect. It's normal that you haven't heard of it." Wu Shang chuckled.
"It seems that not everyone is loyal to the Iron Mountain King. At the very least, this guard is disloyal!" Nie Chen smiled slightly.
"Pu!" Qin Feng struck out with his palm.
"How dare you!" Huangfu Guiyi was furious.
However, it was too late. Qin Feng had already snapped the Lowgod's neck.
"Murder … murder!" The onlookers could not help but cry out.
Even Huangfu Guiyi had never thought that Qin Feng would actually kill someone in front of the Iron Mountain King's estate. Moreover, the person he killed was a member of the Iron Mountain King's estate.
"Qin Feng!" Huangfu Guiyi was enraged.
"I'm helping the Iron Mountain King's estate clean up the mess. The Iron Mountain King's estate is large, so it's normal for two traitors to appear. However, you can't go easy on them." Qin Feng patted the blood off his hand.
"This person betrayed the Iron Mountain King's estate and purposely stopped Brother Qin. Those who didn't know better would think that the Iron Mountain King's estate was narrow-minded and could not tolerate Brother Qin. Now that the truth has been revealed and the traitor has been executed, everyone is happy. Everyone is happy!" Nie Chen said with a smile.
"Even if he's a traitor, he's still a member of the Iron Mountain King's estate. It's not up to an outsider to do anything to him." Huangfu Guiyi glared at Qin Feng.
"The Crown Prince has arrived!"
Surrounded by a group of deities, Huangfu Zhengqi patted on Qin Feng's shoulder and pulled Qin Feng's hand into the Iron Mountain King's estate. As for Huangfu Guiyi, he was left to the side, and Huangfu Zhengqi didn't even look at him.
Huangfu Guiyi was indeed a one-of-a-kind prodigy in the Divine Martial Kingdom, but his status was worlds apart from Huangfu Zhengqi's. Even if he was given a hundred guts, he wouldn't dare to offend the Crown Prince!
"I've gone overboard. Killing Sixth Brother's men in front of Sixth Brother's door. Back then, I had the same thought, but I didn't dare to do it." Huangfu Zhengqi smiled faintly.
"Is the Crown Prince blaming me?" Qin Feng asked.
"No, it's praise. It's very satisfying!" The Crown Prince laughed.
"This time, Sixth Brother regaining his authority isn't a good thing for both of us. I don't know what King Father is thinking, but we are now in a very bad situation." The Crown Prince finished his statement and left with a group of people.
"Elder, you scared … scared me to death!" Zhao Chao wiped the sweat off his forehead. He had thought that he was going to die for sure.
"You're such a good-for-nothing. You are the successor of the Poison King Sect, a man who has cultivated the Myriad Poisons Body. In the future, the Poison King Sect will depend on you to pass on the legacy." Qin Feng rolled his eyes at Zhao Chao.
"Elder!
What … what did you say? "Zhao Chao's face flushed red as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
"Once your Myriad Poisons Body is at the phenomenal stage, the Poison King Sect will depend on you to carry on the legacy. Don't keep acting like a coward." Qin Feng patted Zhao Chao's shoulder.
"Yes, yes. This disciple will definitely not disappoint Elder!" Zhao Chao nodded excitedly.
"You are Qin Feng? I heard that you are very good at fighting. Would you like to exchange some pointers?" A man dressed in black walked over.
"Who are you?" Qin Feng frowned.
"You don't even know who this Crown Prince is?" The man sneered.
"Crown Prince? Since when did the Shenwu Empire have another Crown Prince?" Qin Feng curled his lips.
"The Crown Prince of the Underworld God Sect, Dark Destroyer!" Wu Shang walked over with two cups of wine and handed one to Qin Feng.