With Wen Nan Tian's arrival, the bustling tavern instantly fell silent.
Everyone turned to look at Wen Nan Tian.
“Who is this? He has even attracted the attention of Qingge Gongzi, one of the Eight Young Masters?"
“If I'm not mistaken, this should be the one who arrived in Caisang City recently.”
“Wen Family, Wen Nan Tian??”
“He’s Wen Nan Tian, he looks so young.”
“I heard he is the Wen Family’s direct descendant, kept hidden by the family for years.”
“He is only sixteen or seventeen, yet he has already become a Sword Immortal. Seeing him today, he truly lives up to his reputation.”
“He's too young. We were probably just at the Golden Core Realm at sixteen, and he's already a Sword Immortal. As fellow young people, I feel quite ashamed!"
“....”
After a brief silence, the entire Qingyue Tower erupted in a frenzy, with everyone discussing Wen Nan Tian. Most were incredibly curious about him.
These past two days, besides the marriage of the Yan and Gu families, the biggest news in the Southwest Province has been Wen Nan Tian.
With a single shout of "Sword," he has shocked the entire Southwest Province.
In the crowd, some people looked at Wen Nan Tian with battle intent. Amongst the young generation, there are many who won't admit defeat, and there are a lot of those who would like to fight him.
“Brother Wen Nan Tian, we meet for the first time. I am Xiao Ruofeng.”
Xiao Ruofeng, responsible for hosting the event, walked forward with the grace of a gentleman, and bowed to Wen Nan Tian. “We have been waiting for you. Please take a seat.”
Behind Xiao Ruofeng, two figures emerged, one black and one white.
The figure in white wore a veil covering their face, hiding their features. However, their clothing was exquisite, and they exuded an aura of gentleness and refined beauty. This must be a handsome young man.
The person next to him was the complete opposite. With a handsome face and dressed in black, they were cold and expressionless.
Without any need for introductions, Wen Nan Tian recognized them.
Liu Yue, the peerless one, and Mo Chen, the ugly one.
If he wasn’t mistaken, it must be Liu Yue and Mo Xiaohui.
“Brother, your gaze is a bit too bold.” Mo Xiaohui noticed Wen Nan Tian's eyes lingering on him and Liu Yue, probably another person misled by the messy gossip about the Eight Young Masters, and couldn’t help but wryly smile.
He didn’t know which bastard spread the rumour, what Liu Yue, the peerless one, and Mo Chen, the ugly one. Was he Mo Xiaohui ugly?
Wen Nan Tian smiled with an ambiguous expression and kindly reminded him, “Liu Yue, the peerless one, and Mo Chen, the ugly one, you shouldn’t stand beside him. It's too obvious.”
Mo Xiaohui wasn’t exactly ugly, just ordinary.
However, standing next to the handsome Liu Yue Gongzi and the refined Gongzi Xiao Ruofeng, the contrast was immediately clear.
“Rumours abound in the martial world that the Wen Family has produced a peerless prodigy. Seeing you today, indeed, your reputation precedes you.” The voice of Liu Yue Gongzi rang out as he retracted his gaze from Wen Nan Tian, full of astonishment.
“The Eight Young Masters of Beili aren’t bad either.”
Wen Nan Tian replied and followed Xiao Ruofeng towards his seat, accompanied by his two assistants.
Looking at his back, Liu Yue’s voice became solemn, “Wen Nan Tian’s aura is not hidden, anyone with some discerning eyes can see how extraordinary he is. But only when you get closer can you truly discover just how extraordinary he is.”
“Compared to him, ordinary Heaven's Freedom Realm cultivators are like ants to a giant.”
“No wonder Feng Hua hastily gathered all of us. If we let him run wild, I’m afraid the Gu Sword Sect will find it hard to avenge their blood feud!”
“He’s that powerful?”
Mo Xiaohui was a little unconvinced. How could he not have noticed?
“You're too concerned with what others think.” Liu Yue retorted, almost saying that he was too busy worrying about whether he was ugly or not, so he didn't really observe.
“Wow, cousin, those are Liu Yue Gongzi and Mo Chen Gongzi, right?”
“What if they are?”
Bai Li Dong Jun gave a sheepish smile, “Hehe, nothing. It’s just that you’re too blunt, cousin. You’re not afraid of offending that Mo Chen Gongzi named Mo Xiaohui?”
Wen Nan Tian paused, turning back, “Didn't I say something wrong?”
“It's true, it's just…”
Bai Li Dong Jun quietly glanced at Xiao Ruofeng, who seemed to be oblivious, and eventually, he didn’t say anything else. After all, it was not good to talk badly about people behind their backs.
..
Lei Meng Sha and Xiao Ruofeng had invited all the young talents of the Southwest Province for tonight's banquet.
Wen Nan Tian wasn’t the last to arrive, but shortly after he sat down, the banquet began.
Since it was hosted by the Beili Eight Young Masters, they naturally took on the role of the hosts.
First, they gave a speech of thanks, then a stirring speech, and finally, they asked everyone to eat and drink well. After everyone had their fill, they would formally begin this gathering of the young generation.
After a few rounds of wine and several courses of dishes.
Bai Li Dong Jun, sitting beside Wen Nan Tian, whispered, “Cousin, many people have their eyes on us at this banquet, I even felt a lot of malicious gazes.”
“No, you’re thinking too much.”
Wen Nan Tian rolled his eyes, feeling helpless towards this narcissistic boy. “They’re aiming for me, you’re just an obstacle blocking their vision. No one will pay attention to you.”
“One more thing you got wrong.”
“What?”
“It’s not just them who have their eyes on me, even the Beili Eight Young Masters have been eyeing me for a long time.”
“The Beili Eight Young Masters?”
Bai Li Dong Jun pretended to be surprised and exclaimed.
“The reason you’re surprised now is because your vision is narrow, like a frog at the bottom of a well looking at the moon. When you start cultivating someday, you’ll realize…” Wen Nan Tian’s lips curved into a faint smile.
Bai Li Dong Jun excitedly said, “So once I start cultivating, I can challenge you, cousin?”
Wen Nan Tian shook his head, “No, what I mean is, by then, you’ll realize that even though you’re not a frog at the bottom of a well, you’ll see me like a mayfly looking at the sky. You won’t even have the courage to challenge me.”
The Innate Martial Spirit, although powerful, can generally reach a high level as long as they don’t die prematurely. Their chances of entering the Divine Wander Realm are also three times greater than others.
But Wen Nan Tian wouldn’t stand still. Once the unlock progress of his Deng Tai A template is complete, he’ll be the Peak Divine Wander Realm Peach Blossom Sword God. And that won’t be his endpoint, but rather his starting point.
And that starting point, even if Bai Li Dong Jun devoted his entire life to it, he would never be able to reach it!
Bai Li Dong Jun refused to believe him and gritted his teeth, “Cousin, you’re underestimating me.”
“In a few years, we’ll see.”
Wen Nan Tian didn’t explain. Bai Li Dong Jun was still a young boy. In a few years, when he grows up, he will know that his cousin hasn’t lied to him.
【Wen Nan Tian: Silly child, your cousin wouldn’t lie to you】
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