Chapter 1797 - 661: May 5

Although Shunfeng Escort Agency was ostensibly heading to Tianjing Sect for the escorting mission,

they naturally joined in the excitement on such a day.

Following the crowd into Weiyang Palace, and under the guidance of Tianjing Sect, they found a seat and sat down.

Su Mo’s gaze wandered around, but soon fixed, and he said to Yang Xiaoyun beside him:

"Father-in-law and the others are over there."

Following his line of sight, Yang Xiaoyun nodded slightly.

Yang Yizhi and the others also saw Su Mo and his group, but their expressions didn’t change much; they just gently raised their cups.

Amidst the bustling crowd, no one paid attention to whom they were toasting.

On the other side were Xiao He and his group.

Yet for some reason, Shi Shengtian was nowhere to be seen.

The old man claimed to be his sworn brother.

Not quite a subordinate, so it was naturally difficult for Xiao He to control him.

Su Mo wasn’t worried about the old man wandering off and causing trouble.

He just feared the old man might accidentally get lost on Imperial Court Mountain and would be hard to find later.

Just thinking about it made him marvel.

Shi Shengtian and his son weren’t just any ordinary people who got lost.

They always managed to get lost right into the heart of things.

Once or twice could be dismissed, but when counted carefully, how many times had it been?

Let’s not even talk about how he had once managed to get lost and end up at the Martial God Temple in such an absurd manner.

On Longmu Island, after a series of wanderings, Shi Cheng managed to destroy the entire island.

Lost inside the Martial God Temple, he ended up in the Heaven and Earth Four Extremes Thousand Stele Array.

Shi Shengtian, on the other hand, got lost outside the Martial God Temple after wandering around inside...

This skill could be called a divine ability!

Honestly, Su Mo regretted not bringing Shi Cheng along on this trip to Imperial Court Mountain.

Otherwise, just based on Shi Cheng’s ability to get lost.

Who knows, he might have found the real Sikong Hua Ji.

Thinking of this, he looked up again and saw Sikong Hua Ji sitting there calmly, his face pale but exuding an undeniable air of a master.

Who could have guessed this person wasn’t Sikong Hua Ji but Zhuge Qianqiu?

As for ’Zhuge Qianqiu’ and the little hall master Zhuge Yutang, they still hadn’t appeared.

In contrast, almost all the other members of the Eight Sects and Nine Peaks had already arrived.

The Eight Sects and Nine Peaks.

Among the Eight Sects, besides Tianjing Sect and Qianji Sect, there were also Taixuan Sect, Shendao Sect, Blood Sword Sect, Six Extremes Sect, Feixing Sect, and Bodhi Sect.

They were collectively known as the Eight Sects, the eight major sects of Xizhou.

Initially, not all of them were called ’Sects’. For example, Taixuan Sect was originally Taixuan Sect.

As the term ’Sects’ became more common, only insiders cared about the original name; outsiders didn’t bother with those details.

Over time, names mysteriously changed.

Bodhi Sect had a similar experience...

Aside from Jingxin Hall and Duan Dao Association, Nine Peaks also consisted of Haoqi Alliance, Guiyi Hall, Qingyun Association, Biluo Village, Heavenly King Hall, Unrivaled Pavilion, and Meihua Village.

They were all Jianghu Sects.

The killings among them were even more intense, and the personnel were complex.

Some were people from the Eight Sects, some were talents nurtured by Nine Peaks, and many were renowned figures who had risen in Jianghu but had nowhere to go, so they sought food at Nine Peaks.

Yunxia Blade Yun Mantang was an extraordinary Jianghu hero who emerged out of nowhere.

However, he had a proud nature, unwilling to join Nine Peaks, and remained independent.

Moreover, many Jiangyang bandits were mixed among them.

The composition was extremely complicated.

Currently, in Weiyang Palace, almost everyone was present except the Jingxin Hall Master.

They sat high above, distinctly separated from ordinary Jianghu people.

Su Mo’s gaze quietly swept over each of these people.

Calculating how many of the names on the letter Dongmen Yong gave him were real and how many were fake?

Sitting here right now, it was hard to tell. But when the time came, whether they were a mule or a horse, they would reveal their true nature.

"Jealous, aren’t you?"

While Su Mo was sneakily observing, a voice suddenly came from beside him.

He turned to see Hua Shiyi sitting next to him.

This time, she was holding peanuts instead of seeds.

They seemed to be fried with iron sand and smelled very fragrant.

She casually took out a few handfuls from her pocket and handed them to each member of Su Mo’s group.

Everyone sat there peeling peanuts, savoring the flavor lingering in their mouths.

While eating, Su Mo asked:

"Big Sister Hua, why don’t you join Master Lu and the others instead of hanging around here with us?"

"Hey, you boy are eating my peanuts and still have the nerve to open your mouth to chase me away?"

Hua Shiyi glared at Su Mo:

"Don’t bite the hand that feeds you; recognize my good intentions.

"Today, things may look peaceful, but who knows how the situation might change in a moment?

"I’m here to support you, so if a fight breaks out, at least you’ll have a chance to escape."

"So Shiyiniang is here to protect me, huh."

Su Mo smiled and said:

"Then let me thank you in advance."

"Hmph, as long as you understand, I..."

Her expression suddenly changed in the middle of her sentence:

"What kind of ghost is this!?"

"What’s wrong?"

Su Mo heard her tone change and couldn’t help but follow her gaze.

He saw that at a table not far away, a person was sitting upright, bringing a teacup to his lips, sipping slowly. Occasionally he would look up, his eyes shining brightly.

This person was none other than Jiang Yangliu.

Hua Shiyi had personally seen this person get licked by a small toad in the Snake Cave, and then entangled by countless snakes, crashing into the depths of the complex cave.