The voice hadn’t finished resounding out in the air when a handsome young man who wore feathered clothes with broad sleeves and a loose girdle walked slowly into the hall with a jade fan that had golden designs in his hand.

His chin was lifted up high while a smile had curled up on the corners of his mouth, and he carried a haughty and frivolous aura. His expression was rather relaxed, and he didn’t seem as if he’d walked into a hall in the core of the Nine Radiance Sword Sect but seemed like he’d arrived at his own backyard instead.

There was a group of young men and women following behind the young man. All of them were laughing and noisy, had frivolous bearings, and they didn’t have the slightest trace of an intention to restrain themselves.

As they looked at the young man who held the jade fan leading the group of young men and young women in, the Sect Leader and Elder Lie Peng both frowned, yet they didn’t say anything.

Both of them just sent a voice transmission to remind Chen Xi that he should endure temporarily and not make any rash moves because a little impatience may spoil everything.

Chen Xi similarly noticed this group of people, and he determined with a sweep of his gaze that these fellows were all descendants of immortals like Nan Xiuchong, Wenren Ye, and the others, and even though the Immortal Energy around their bodies was...