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Chapter 242 Before the Ceremony

The Chiyan Continent Unification Ceremony was held as scheduled, and the entire continent was filled with jubilation.

At the ceremony, colorful flags fluttered and the sound of gongs and drums resounded. Representatives from various clans and sects gathered together, their faces filled with joy and anticipation.

Shi Chen was invited to the Huolie tribe's banquet to watch the ceremony. He brought his two Taoist companions and walked into the ceremony square under the guidance of a maid.

This is a semi-circular venue with a fifty-zhang square fire jade platform in the middle. The host seat faces the platform. Behind the platform is a vast area covering nearly half of the area. The view is wide and you can overlook the distant mountains.

On either side of the platform were circular seating areas, reserved for renowned independent cultivators. Above the circular seating areas were the Floating Sky Seats, totaling one hundred and eight. These seats were divided into two tiers, with seventy-two on the lower level and thirty-six on the upper level.

He looked around and saw sparkling gems inlaid on the carefully carved railings on the high platform, reflecting a dreamy and brilliant light.

The crowd was bustling, and dancers in gorgeous costumes were dancing gracefully. Their skirts fluttered like colorful clouds, and their graceful dance moves were intoxicating.

Not far away, a group of musicians were playing with full concentration, and the melodious music spread throughout the entire ceremony.

Various rare and exotic animals were arranged in an orderly manner. They were docile and quiet, as if adding auspiciousness to this grand ceremony.

The air was filled with rich incense, carefully blended with precious spices, bringing a sense of peace and joy. From time to time, brilliant flashes of magical light shone through the crowd, as monks demonstrated their skills, adding a touch of mystery to the ceremony.

The entire ceremony was immersed in an atmosphere of joy, peace and prosperity, which made people full of expectations for the future of the Chiyan Continent.

Spiritual fruits and fine wines have been placed at various seats. The seats for independent cultivators are almost full. Some guests have also arrived at the heavenly stage. There is still half an hour before the ceremony begins.

Led by the maid, Shi Chen and others walked towards the seats reserved for the Fire Tribe and took their seats.

Suddenly, a person flew out from one of the upper platforms at the back and headed straight for Shi Chen.

"Shi Chen, you have the nerve to attend such an important ceremony." The visitor's eyes were wide open with anger, and his whole body was full of surging momentum. The air around him seemed to become stagnant because of his anger.

Shi Chen frowned slightly, looked at the newcomer, and deliberately asked, "Who are you?"

"Ha! Ha!" The man laughed wildly and pointed at Shi Chen and said, "You actually forgot about me! This is ridiculous!"

"Isn't this Wu Jingzhi, the great-grandson of Elder Wu Zhaojun of Qingxuan Sect? Why is he in the aisle in front of the seats for casual cultivators?" The cultivator at the nearby seats for casual cultivators said in surprise.

"Yes, I remember that a few years ago, he seemed to have nurtured his inner demon in the Poison Pond Immortal City of Qianjue Sect. He even became a laughing stock among the sects at that time." Another casual cultivator sneered.

"It's a good fortune that he has a good family and his ancestor is a sect elder. Otherwise, with a character like his, he would have been nothing but a pile of bones in our world of independent cultivators long ago." The independent cultivator in the back seat said with disdain.

Hearing these unbearable taunts, Wu turned around and glared at them, shouting, "You casual cultivators, shut your stinking mouths, or you'll be slaughtered after the ceremony!"

The casual cultivators nearby did not retreat. They were invited here, and their cultivation level must be at least above the Golden Core level, which was not much different from Wu Jingzhi's. As long as they were not the first to take action, they were not afraid of people of the same level at the ceremony.

Seeing that the independent cultivators were not threatened, Wu Jingzhi turned to Shi Chen and said in a cold and sinister voice, "It's because of you that my inner demon devoured my soul, my cultivation plummeted, and I nearly lost my life. I became a laughing stock in the sect."

"Oh, I've heard of it too. There was a clown who refused to let me into the sect and was punished by my master. I couldn't find him and ended up being haunted by demons. That was you!" Shi Chen said sarcastically.

Wu Jingzhi's face turned blue with anger, his eyes wide, and he roared, "You are just a lowly ant. You have no resources and no connections. How can you catch Yang Fei's eye? But in the end, you still didn't succeed in becoming his disciple, and you were even expelled from the sect! Ha! Ha! Ha!"

As he spoke, he approached Shi Chen, clenching his fists as if ready to attack at any time.

"Don't you know how I escaped from Qingxuan Sect?" Shi Chen said calmly without any fear.

"Why did you leave Qingxuan Sect? It's because you have made outstanding contributions in Dayu Continent. Although you made a serious mistake in the sect, the elders were magnanimous and forgave you. It's just that you are narrow-minded and rebelled against the sect." Wu Jingzhi put his hands on his hips and said proudly.

"So that's how it is. Those elders said so. Hehe! I think Sect Master Fang and Elder Li San should have a hard time in Qingxuan Sect, right?" Shi Chen raised his head slightly, and said with a sneer on his lips.

Wu Jingzhi raised his head proudly and said, "You guessed right. The current sect leader is Chief Master Ji. My great-grandfather has been promoted to Grand Elder. The nine elders of the sect have united to remove Fang Huan from the position of sect leader. Li Yangfei has also been removed from the position of elder. Haha!" He laughed wildly, and his body was shaking with laughter.

"Alas! Forget about the Qingxuan Sect. I am no longer a member of the sect. What does your business have to do with me?" Shi Chen shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"Humph!" Wu Jingzhi snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Are you scared now? If you kneel down and kowtow to me three, no, nine times, I will consider sparing your life." He pointed his finger at Shi Chen, his eyes full of provocation.

He was so proud of himself that he started laughing. Suddenly his eyes lit up, like a wolf at night. His green eyes were extremely obvious in the darkness.

He cast his eyes towards Liang Ruyan and the other person beside Shi Chen, licking his lips and saying, "With these two female cultivators beside you serving me, I will reluctantly let you go."

Shi Chen was frantic. Was this person brainless, or was he just completely brainwashed? If he didn't have the strength, how could he fight his way out of the core of the Qingxuan Sect?

Ling Daoji and Wu Zhaojun concealed the matter for the sake of their own reputation and even publicized it. They let me go because of my achievements?

Is this unknown guy here to help cheer for the Fire Tribe's unification ceremony?

Seeing Shi Chen keep silent and lost in thought, Wu Jingzhi thought that he had been intimidated by him and could now control him at will.

He said even more arrogantly: "Shi Chen, don't dawdle, hurry up and do as I say, otherwise today will be your death day!"

However, Shi Chen suddenly raised his head, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a look of fear appeared on his face. His hands waved involuntarily, and a trace of his cultivation aura leaked out, revealing that he was at the first level of Jindan.

The voice said timidly: "I, I will do it, then... then..."

While speaking vaguely and intermittently, Shi Chen pulled Liang Ruyan and her hands and backed away.

"You...you don't...move your hands. This is the Huo Lie Clan's Grand Ceremony Square. I want to...them..." Shi Chen showed a frightened and shocked expression. He wanted to pull his two Taoist companions and seek shelter from the Huo Lie Clan Chairman's seat.

Wu Jingzhi's eyes were fierce and his face was ferocious: "It's too late. You are so worthy of competing with me! Prepare to die!"

As he spoke, he activated his spiritual power, his sleeves rustled, and a small red bird appeared in his palm, covered in flames, with its wings spread and swooping towards Shi Chen.