After Ji Xiuling left angrily, there was an eerie silence in the hall.
Everyone stood silently, not daring to move, for fear of getting into trouble.
With a livid face, Master Yu sat down again expressionlessly. The small wooden table in front of him was shattered to pieces, and no maid dared to come and clean it up.
When the man with the sword saw this, he couldn't help but chuckle and said: "The younger generation in this family is disobedient and can only be disciplined. Why use the table to vent his anger? Isn't it pricking Master Yu's feet to make such a mess all over the floor?"<
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Yun Luo blinked.
This doesn't sound like comfort.
On the contrary, it seems to be deliberately adding to the fire.
Lord Yu glanced at him coldly, then suddenly raised his hand and waved.
A burst of domineering spiritual power surged out, instantly shattering the table fragments on the floor into powder.
"Wouldn't this hurt my feet?" Master Yu stopped his hand and his voice was extremely cold.
The powder dispersed like a silent warning and deterrent.
The man with the sword didn't know whether he felt it or not, but smiled slightly: "Venerable Yu has great strength, I admire him."
Lord Yu snorted coldly: "Stop chatting and get started quickly."
Xianle Palace has always turned a blind eye to the conflicts and frictions between Chongyun Sect and Qingyun Sect.
At this moment, Yi Shuiyue seemed to have seen nothing and said coldly: "Everyone, please stop standing. Please take a seat."
A large group of people in the hall had stood for so long that their legs were almost weak. After hearing this, they all bowed and thanked each other and returned to their seats one after another.
“Finally we’re getting to the point.”
Yun Luo felt inexplicably tired and couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "This efficiency is really unflattering."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Shuiyue glanced at her coldly: "I was delayed by trivial matters and it's getting late now, so I won't say any more unnecessary gossip."
She got straight to the point as soon as she opened her mouth, without any intention of being polite.
"You have gathered here from the four countries and traveled a lot, just for the opening of the secret realm once every ten years. However, the number of places in the secret realm is limited, and the warrior assessment once every ten years is also essential."
Yi Shuiyue's voice was cold, and her words were as crisp as falling jade beads, echoing in the huge hall.
The hall was so quiet that you could hear your breath.
Whether they were people from the Four Kingdoms or the three major families, everyone subconsciously pricked up their ears and listened carefully to every word she said with bated breath.
Yi Shuiyue is obviously not a person who likes nonsense.
In other words, she is too lazy to talk nonsense to the people of Shikoku.
After a slight pause, she continued calmly: "My Xianle Palace is responsible for this secret realm convening. Regarding the assessment of warriors, according to the rules of the Kyushu Banquet, it is rotated every ten years."
"Now, my maid will announce the content of this assessment and the criteria for promotion."
When Yi Shuiyue said this, he stopped and glanced away.
She saw a maid in white standing quietly behind her like a shadow, walking forward, her face still covered with a veil, and her face could not be seen clearly.
The eyes outside the veil are as cold as ice, like an ice sculpture doll without any emotion.
The maid said coldly: "Please listen carefully to the content of this Jiuzhou Banquet assessment——"
Everyone was refreshed and their ears pricked up even more.
Yun Luo glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw many people taking out papers and pens from their storage rings and hurriedly spreading them out, like good students taking notes in school, opening their eyes and listening carefully.