The mansion was luxurious with a bright pearl embedded in the ceiling that looked like a star in the nine heavens.
Even before entering, he could already feel that the people who came tonight were definitely not ordinary. There were a few mysterious qi presences soaring into the sky, giving people a majestic feeling. As long as it was a Xuan teacher who knew how to observe qi, they would be shocked by this scene. There were actually so many heaven-defying characters gathered together.
"Rumble!"
A two-meter-tall white goat pulled a luxurious carriage from the distance. The driver was an old servant at the God Base realm.
Beiming Tang came out from the carriage. He was also one of the honored guests tonight, and it was the sheep slave who personally picked him up, so he was treated very well.
The moment Beiming Tang came down from the carriage, he saw Feng Feiyun standing on top of the white marble stairs. He frowned and slowly walked forward, then he deepened his tone: "Enemies truly meet on a narrow road. I didn't expect to meet you here. Let us fight again today, I will not lose to you."
Beiming Tang subconsciously glanced at the black ring on Feng Feiyun's thumb and knew that it was an extraordinary Spirit Treasure. Last time, he was defeated by the power of the Infinite Spirit Ring, so he added: "We will fight bare-handed!"
"If you want to fight, then I will accompany you at any time!"
Feng Feiyun looked down with a valiant posture. His eyes met Beiming Tang's. A flame flashed in his eyes, causing sparks to fly in the air.
The battle seemed to be on the verge of breaking out.
The night breeze was blowing, and the atmosphere outside of the mansion was as cold as if it had frozen the air.
"Young Noble Feng is my master's honored guest. If Young Noble Beiming Tang wants to fight with him tonight, then you are not giving my master any face." Niu Nu spoke.
A hint of surprise flashed in Beiming Tang's eyes. He withdrew his aura and temporarily put aside his hatred towards Feng Feiyun, then he coldly scowled: "I naturally wouldn't dare to not give face to your master."
Beiming Tang was also waiting for Feng Feiyun. He didn't want to fight to the death with him at this time, so he glared at him and floated away. He went past Feng Feiyun and entered the red gate of the mansion. The two Qilin Warriors also slightly bowed towards him to show their respect.
Feng Feiyun smirked and ordered, "Let's go in too!"
There were more than a hundred cultivators gathered in Genius Mansion. Each of them came from a famous clan and had unparalleled talents. There were also more than ten seniors with unfathomable cultivation.
The newcomers were mainly male. The weakest among them was at the Immortal Foundation realm, and there were more than twenty God Base cultivators. As for the older generation, it was impossible to estimate their cultivation.
These old men were all resting with their eyes closed. Their dantians were emitting a divine glow. It was obvious that they were cultivating.
"The noble descendant of the Beiming Clan, Beiming Baitian's cousin, Beiming Tang, is also here. This is an amazing character."
In the Genius Mansion, there was a palace that was thirty meters long. The floor was made of golden bricks and covered with a red carpet. Tables were placed on both sides of the palace. Young cultivators dressed in luxurious clothes sat on both sides. Each of them had an extraordinary aura and a restrained divine light.
Someone recognized Beiming Tang's identity. This was a member of the four great clans, so his status was far higher than ordinary heaven-defying geniuses. Moreover, Beiming Tang's cultivation had reached peak God Base, so this was the reason why people were eager to meet him.
"This mysterious master's power is too great. I wonder what his background is, but half of the most outstanding heroes from the pagoda were invited by him."
"Earlier, I also saw a terrifying character with four golden serpents coiled around his body. They are all strange beasts that have cultivated for five hundred years."
"You're talking about him. I saw him just now. This person descended from the sky. When he landed, his body was covered in black lightning. He has already been invited to a seat of honor. He must be someone with a powerful background." "That's right.
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Inside the hall, there were ten seats for honored guests with carvings of dragons and phoenixes, just like the Yellow Emperor's throne. They were placed at the highest point of the hall, and only the honored guests tonight were qualified to sit there.
Others could only sit on short cushions, but even so, this was still a great honor. In the end, those who were invited to this place were either from prestigious clans or geniuses with extraordinary talents.
The seat at the highest point of the hall was still empty, and the mysterious master still hadn't appeared.
"When is the banquet starting? We have been waiting for six hours already." Someone felt impatient.
"I heard they are still waiting for another honored guest. If this honored guest doesn't arrive, then the banquet won't start." An old man next to him closed his eyes and cultivated.
"What kind of grand character is more prestigious than the ones in the honored seats?"
"This person is too arrogant. Could it be a Heaven's Mandate cultivator?"
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More and more people became impatient. At this time, a loud shout came from outside: "Young Noble Feng is here!"
"Young Noble Feng is finally here, the banquet can begin!" An old man ordered the servants to serve fine wine as he went out to greet Feng Feiyun.
Everyone's gazes fell on Feng Feiyun, who was coming in from the outside. This youth was not that old, so why was he receiving such high treatment? Many people were very curious.
Beiming Tang, who was sitting on one of the honored chairs, glared at Feng Feiyun and snorted.
Feng Feiyun calmly walked inside and saw eight beauties dancing in the middle of the hall. The cultivators on both sides were staring at him with curious gazes. They were clearly curious about his identity.
There were peak God Base cultivators among them who secretly released their divine intents to find out about Feng Feiyun's identity. However, before they could get within three feet of Feng Feiyun, he waved his hand and scattered them.
Feng Feiyun didn't want these people to know that he was the son of the evil demon. At this moment, the six experts of the Evil Killing Alliance had arrived at the Wanxiang Market. Once this news was leaked, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Feng Feiyun coldly glanced at these people and channeled his Heavenly Phoenix Gaze, causing a few cultivators to feel a chill in their hearts. They felt that Feng Feiyun's eyes were even sharper than arrows and could kill.
This young man's cultivation was too frightening at such a young age!
"Young Noble Feng, this way please!" The old man invited Feng Feiyun to the honored seats before leaving.
There were nine people sitting in the honored seats. Six of them were older cultivators above the age of fifty. All of them were full of spirit energy and restrained their spirit energy, just like six dead trees without any signs of life.
The other three were Beiming Tang and a silver-haired man with four golden serpents coiled around his body. The silver-haired man's cultivation was even higher than Beiming Tang's. His face was twisted with bloody runes, giving him a particularly evil appearance.
There seemed to be a layer of ice condensing in his eyes, causing them to appear hazy. Lightning flashed on his skin. His arms and neck, which were exposed outside of his clothes, were embedded with scales the size of fingernails. The lightning came from these iron scales.
This person was indeed a bit evil.
The last one was a woman wearing a red veil. Her breasts were plump, and her skin was as white as snow. She was both sexy and seductive. Each of her movements was capable of bewitching souls. Even the slightest opening of her lips was enough to ignite the lust of many cultivators.
Feng Feiyun was the closest to her, so he could smell the alluring fragrance emanating from her jade-like skin, causing others to fall into a trance.
"Young Noble Feng, we meet again."
She threw a flirtatious glance at Feng Feiyun, causing all the young cultivators, including Beiming Tang, to become extremely jealous.
This alluring woman was the third ranked courtesan of the Rogues Pavilion, Xue Wu.
Although she was only a prostitute, her cultivation was frighteningly high. She had reached grand achievement God Base a long time ago, and many people suspected that she was at first level Heaven's Mandate.
If one only looked at her from the perspective of a courtesan, then they would be gravely mistaken.
Feng Feiyun teased: "Miss Xue Wu traveled 100,000 miles from the southern frontier to the Wanxiang Pagoda. Could it be that you are chasing after me?"
"Young Noble Feng is a rich man. I really want to pursue you, but I'm afraid that you won't like courtesan girls like us."
Xue Wu's eyes were misty and had an indescribable allure. Feng Feiyun couldn't feel the hidden bitterness in her eyes.
For some reason, ever since that night with Ji Cangyue, Feng Feiyun's resistance towards the allure of women became weaker and weaker, especially when it came to a demoness like Xue Wu. If she continued to tease him, then no matter how strong Feng Feiyun's will was, he would still collapse.
Could it be that the demonic blood in his body was about to awaken? It was subtly influencing his mind, causing his resistance towards women to become weaker and weaker?
Feng Feiyun felt an invisible danger. If he couldn't suppress this danger, then once the demonic blood completely awakened, the desire would erupt. At that time, he would turn into a devil and be completely lost.