Hunyuan Immortal Sect

Chapter 73 Bullying the weak and fearing the strong
Three days later, Zhang Yunhan came to the inn again and said that the matter had been finalized. After the banquet, he would find an opportunity to arrange for Feng Yan and Wen Yiren to be together.

Song Xian spent another hundred spirit stones to buy a purple-red robe for Feng Yan to wear.

On August 13th, the two arrived at Luoyun Sect. At this time, the entire valley was decorated with lights and colorful lanterns, a stunning bright red, and it was extremely festive and peaceful.

Flocks of cranes are flying above the valley.

Song Xian landed at the foot of the mountain on his magical instrument. He was immediately greeted by two men who bowed respectfully. "Excuse me, Master, where are you from? Today is the birthday of our sect's headmaster's wife. We are sorry that we cannot receive outsiders. If you need anything else, please come back another day."

"We are here to attend Senior Wen's birthday party."

"Then please come with me."

Song Xian handed the flying magic weapon to Zhang Yi, asked him to wait outside, and then he went up the mountain with Feng Yan on foot.

There was no way. He still didn't have a storage bag to carry with him. He only had a storage ring, which could only hold small items.

This is a banquet with many distinguished guests. As the head of a sect, if he carries a magic weapon with him to attend the banquet, he will be ridiculed.

Therefore, not only was the flying magic weapon handed over to Zhang Yi, but the Youlong Sword that he always carried with him and wore around his waist was also given to him for safekeeping.

The two followed the man to the middle of the mountain and saw two huge stone pillars standing beside the road, with the three words "Luoyun Sect" written on a stone beam in the middle.

A group of men and women stood beside them, led by none other than Zhang Yunhan. In front of them was a large desk, decorated with flowers and greenery all around.

"Master Zhang, these two are here to attend the birthday banquet." The man who led them here bowed respectfully.

"May I know your name, sir? Do you have an invitation?" Zhang Yunhan pretended not to know and asked seriously.

Song Xian took out the invitation and the gift he had prepared long ago: "I am Song Xian, the headmaster of Hunyuan Sect, and this is my concubine Feng Yan."

"It's Sect Leader Song. Welcome." Zhang Yunhan put down the gift, took the invitation, opened it, and glanced at it. Then he said to the man and woman behind him, "Take Sect Leader Song to seat 24 in the East Hall, and take Madam Feng to seat 30 in the North Hall."

The two men answered yes and led Song Xian and Feng Yan for another distance, and came to a flat and open area. They saw four towering halls standing in the four directions of east, west, south and north. Among them, the hall in the south was the most majestic and towering.

Huge banners with words of congratulations were hung in the four halls.

Song Xian was led into the main hall on the east side. The interior was elegantly decorated, spacious and bright. There were two rows of desks facing each other in the hall. Many people were already seated there, all of whom he had never seen before.

When everyone saw him come in, many of them glanced at him.

"Master Song, please take a seat." The Luoyun Sect disciple led him to a desk, on which was a label with the number 24 and a blank piece of paper.

Song Xian took a seat as instructed. The disciple took out a pen from his sleeve, wrote his name on a blank piece of paper on the table, and then turned and left.

"You look unfamiliar, fellow Daoist. I wonder what sect or school you are from?" Opposite table 24 was table 23, less than ten feet apart. A burly middle-aged man with the sixth level of Qi Refining cultivation sat upright. He took a look at Song Xian and asked.

"I am Song Xian, the headmaster of the Hunyuan Sect. I wonder which sect you are from?"

"I am Kong Jie, a member of the Kong family." The man was a little confused when he saw that Song Xian had only the third level of Qi Refining, but was sitting opposite him. But when he heard him introduce himself, he was even more disdainful.

A mere Qi Refining Level 3 cultivator can actually become the headmaster of a sect. There are too many small sects like this in the cultivation world, which lowers the level of the sects.

"So you are a descendant of the Kong family. I have heard of you for a long time." The Kong family in Bianxi City is also a big force, and there are foundation-building cultivators in the family.

Kong Jie showed a smug look on his face. He glanced at Song Xian and said jokingly, "Which sect is the Hunyuan Sect? I've never heard of it. Fellow Daoist Song, are you from Bianxi City? You're so young, and with such cultivation, you can also become the headmaster."

Song Xian was a little displeased by his frivolous words, but he still said truthfully, "Our sect migrated from Pingyuan County and is now stationed in Bianxia Town. It's normal that you haven't heard of it."

"I see, that's what I was saying! There's no sect in Bianxi City where a cultivator in the early stages of Qi Refining can become the headmaster. I don't know how this Qianqing Sect works. To fill the manpower gap, they just relocated a few larger sects, but in the end, they only moved a bunch of idiots. With these sects, if the Muhe Grassland ever broke the treaty and invaded, would they be of any use?"

As Song Xian's words became more and more excessive, he stopped talking.

Unexpectedly, a man dressed in the attire of the Qianqing Sect strode in from outside the hall. When he reached the two of them, he suddenly stopped and looked at Kong Jie, looking down at him condescendingly: "I heard voices coming from outside the hall, and I faintly heard words about this sect. Was it you who said that? What did you say just now?"

It turned out that Kong Jie wanted to humiliate Song Xian on purpose, so he raised his voice deliberately, and was heard by the Qianqing Sect disciple who had not yet entered the hall.

Faced with the Qianqing Sect disciples' pressing questions, Kong Jie no longer had the smug and arrogant demeanor he had previously. With a slightly red face, he replied, "I didn't say anything. I just mentioned your sect unintentionally."

"Then shut your stinky mouth. What right do you have to meddle in our sect's arrangements? Who are you? Do you think you are worthy of giving instructions to our sect's deployment?" the Qianqing Sect disciple shouted.

As the largest faction in Qin, the Qianqing Sect held sway over the world. Its disciples were superior wherever they went, and naturally, there were some who were arrogant and domineering. Now, hearing someone slandering the sect behind their back, they couldn't stand it and immediately responded with anger and shouting.

Kong Jie was a direct descendant of the Kong family and was considered a prominent figure in Bianxi City. However, he could not stand up straight in front of the disciples of the Qianqing Sect and did not dare to look them in the eye. He was embarrassed in front of so many people and felt ashamed and angry. His face turned purple in an instant.

"Fellow Daoist Tang, calm down! Just consider it as a small favor to our sect." The Luoyun Sect disciple on the side saw that the situation suddenly worsened and hurriedly advised, blocking Kong Jie and the Qianqing Sect disciple with his body to prevent the two from having physical contact and developing into an uncontrollable situation.

"Hmph!" The disciple of the Qianqing Sect snorted coldly, and without further ado, he strode forward and sat down in the front seat.

After the Luoyun Sect disciple invited him to his seat, he hurried to Kong Jie's side and comforted him: "Fellow Daoist Kong, it's just a small misunderstanding, don't take it to heart."

Kong Jie had a tense face, didn't say a word, his face was red, even his ears were red.

When the disciple saw this, he left in a hurry.

Seeing this scene, Song Xian felt quite pleased. It was true that those who humiliate others will always be humiliated. Kong Jie was a domineering person. Seeing that he was only at the third level of Qi Refining, he actually sat in the same row with him. I guess he must be a little angry.

This is because the seating arrangement at such a large banquet is based on status, with those of higher status sitting in the front row, and then the others sitting in order.

The further back you go, the lower your status becomes.

Although Song Xian's cultivation level was low, Luoyun Sect gave him this position considering his status as the sect's headmaster.

Kong Jie was filled with shame and felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. After the commotion just now, many people glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, which made him wish he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

Seeing Song Xian with a smile on his face, he couldn't help but get furious and glared at him fiercely, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

He believed that all this was caused by Song Xian, but he dared not say anything about the disciple of Qianqing Sect who scolded him in public and did not take him seriously.

Fortunately, someone came out to smooth things over and resolved Kong Jie's embarrassing situation.

The person sitting at the first seat in the hall was an old man dressed in Luoyun Sect's clothes. He had reached the tenth level of Qi Refining and looked kind. He had no time to stop the Qianqing Sect disciples from shouting angrily just now.

When the disciple of Qianqing Sect took his seat, he exchanged a few words of greeting and then walked over.

"Friend Kong, calm down. This is all due to our sect's poor hospitality. I have a few words to say. Would you mind stepping over to discuss this?"

Kong Jie was eager to leave here. Upon hearing this, he immediately stood up and followed the old man out of the hall.

After a long time, Kong Jie still didn't come back. Instead, a disciple of Luoyun Sect tore off the label with Kong Jie's name on table number 25 and put another person's name on it.

When everyone saw this, they knew that Kong Jie must have been transferred to another place.

This shows that the disciples of Luoyun Sect are very experienced in handling this kind of affairs. When conflicts arise, they are immediately resolved by changing positions to avoid escalation of the conflict.

As time passed, more and more monks came here.

Among them, the head of Qingyuan Sect, Hu Yingquan, also arrived at this hall. When he strode forward and glanced at Song Xian, he was stunned for a moment, with a look of confusion in his eyes. It seemed that he was wondering how a small sect like Hunyuan Sect could receive an invitation.

Wasn't it said that he was the only faction in Bianxia Town that accepted the invitation? How could Song Xian be here?

When Song Xian saw his gaze fixed on him, he just smiled slightly and nodded at him.

Hu Yingquan didn't want to be arrogant, so he nodded in response and went to his seat. His status was obviously much higher than Song Xian, so he sat in the front, probably in the tenth seat.

As the number of people increased, the noise in the hall began to grow noisy. People were chatting in groups of two or three. On Song Xian's left was an elder from the Wu family, and on his right was a casual cultivator named Huang Qian. The person sitting opposite him had also changed.

Luoyun Sect is the largest sect in Bianxi City. Local forces that make a living here naturally have dealings with Luoyun Sect. Now that the wife of the Luoyun Sect's leader is celebrating her 100th birthday, a grand banquet is being held for all parties, and all local forces that usually have dealings with Luoyun Sect are invited.

However, the sects that migrated from Bianxia Town and Bianshang Town rarely received invitations. This was because these new forces did not have any industrial resources and could not establish any relationship with Luoyun Sect. The two sides were not very familiar with each other, so they did not invite each other.

Only those like the Qingyuan Sect, which had established a firm foothold after arriving and could establish connections with the Luoyun Sect through market trade, received invitations.

In addition to the leaders, right-hand men or close relatives of various sects, some well-known independent cultivators were also invited.

For example, Huang Qian on Song Xian’s left is a famous spiritual plant master in Bianxia Town. He was invited because of his previous cooperation with Luoyun Sect.

The Luoyun Sect held a grand birthday banquet this time, and the total number of invited guests was nearly a hundred people.

(End of this chapter)