Chapter 0386 – Demon Dignitaries Gathering – Absolute Return

At the Windfall Tavern in the village of Maga, today seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious and tense atmosphere.

People came and went in the tavern, but everyone looked unusual, as if it was the calm before a storm.

Zhao Chunpei was busy, but when he raised his eyes, he saw the familiar and strange old man.

He was filled with surprise and couldn’t help but open his mouth to ask, “Old man, what exactly are you?”

However, the old man acted as if he hadn’t heard him as his gaze crossed over him and looked straight at Jian Wuji, slowly saying, “We meet again.”

Only then did Zhao Chunpei come back to his senses, and he noticed that the eyes of those guards behind the old man were as cold as ice knives in a cold winter month, stabbing straight at Jian Wuji.

The look made him shiver, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, asking in a somewhat shaky voice, “Who is he?”

As if he didn’t feel the icy hostility, Jian Wuji walked to the old man with a calm demeanor and said in a respectful tone, “This is the Martial Alliance Master.”

When Zhao Chunpei heard this, his eyes instantly widened as if he had heard something heavenly, staring at the old man with disbelief, muttering, “Martial Arts Alliance Master? How did the Martial Alliance Master come here?”

Jian Wuji looked at his shocked appearance and simply replied calmly, “I was the one who invited him here.”

Jian Wuji bowed slightly towards Qin Botian and said politely, “Allied Lord, it’s been a hard journey.”

Qin Botian carried his hands behind his back, his expression relaxed as he smiled lightly, “It’s alright, the scenery in this area is nice, it’s like traveling.”

Jian Wuji pointed at Zhao Chunpei again and introduced Qin Botian, “This is the owner of this tavern that I mentioned to you before.”

Zhao Chunpei only felt his heart pounding as if it was about to pop out of his throat.

Qin Botian nodded slightly at him and said softly, “Boss.”

These two simple words made Zhao Chunpei feel pressured like a mountain.

At that moment, Jian Wuji looked at Zhao Chunpei with a stabilizing power in his eyes, as if telling him not to be afraid.

Zhao Chunpei took a deep breath and swore in his heart, “I’ll do well.”

“Alliance Master, you go upstairs first, I’ll be up in a moment.” Jian Wuji said.

Qin Botian nodded and then walked towards the second floor alone.

Zhao Chunpei looked at Qin Botian’s back, filled with doubts like a tidal wave, he couldn’t help but mutter in a low voice, “Why didn’t anyone follow him up?”

Qin Xiajun and Qin Xialing followed behind Qin Botian and also arrived at the tavern.

Jian Wuji just wanted to greet him, but hesitated and finally held back.

He knew that in such a formal setting, every move needed to be discreet.

Qin Xia Ling’s gaze, however, instantly locked onto Jian Wuji, her eyes instantly lit up, and a sweet smile involuntarily appeared on her face.

In her eyes, it was as if only Jian Wuji’s existence could make her so happy.

Behind Qin Botian, seven martial arts experts stood neatly.

They were all handpicked elites from the Martial Arts Alliance, and each of them had an extraordinary aura.

Among them there are gray-haired but hale and hearty old men, and there are also young men who are in their prime and full of vigor.

They were all renowned figures in the jianghu and had experienced countless great storms, and were able to remain calm and composed even in the face of the vicious Demon Zun.

However, there was an old man amongst them, none other than Da Zheng Warrior Ren Xiangkun, who stared at Jian Wuji with furrowed brows and eyes full of dissatisfaction.

In his opinion, for Jian Wuji to introduce a tavern owner in front of the Martial Arts Alliance was simply an insult to them.

He glared fiercely at Jian Wuji, the anger in his eyes seeming as if it was going to burn Jian Wuji.

The Blood Heavenly Blade Demon had been keeping an eye on the movements around him, and he quickly sensed Ren Xiangkun’s hostility.

He frowned slightly and looked coldly at Ren Xiangkun, his eyes filled with warning, and his low voice seemed to come from hell, “Dare to be rude to the Young Sect Master, looking for death?”

An old man beside Ren Xiangkun, the Taiyi Divine Sword Qin Guang, was also keenly aware of the hostility.

He turned his head to look at the Blood Heavenly Blade Demon, his eyes filled with disgust as he snorted coldly, “Demon Sect Demon!”

This curse made the atmosphere around him even more tense.

The One Flower Sword Venerable, who was also a sword master, naturally felt Qin Guang’s hostility, she raised her eyebrows and looked coldly at Qin Guang, sparks flashing in her eyes as if an invisible battle was about to break out.

Zhao Chunpei, however, didn’t have the heart to pay attention to the exchange of eyes between these experts, his gaze was firmly fixed on Qin Botian’s figure as he watched him walk up to the second floor step by step.

Although Qin Botian hadn’t deliberately released any of his aura, he was like a magnetic field, and wherever he went, the entire atmosphere of the tavern quietly changed.

Zhao Chunpei felt his heartbeat pounding along with Qin Botian’s footsteps, his heart thrilled, “In my tavern, I’m actually going to hold a meeting between the righteous and the evil!”

He felt his head spinning a little, as if he were in the middle of a bizarre dream.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself before turning around and getting ready to head back to the kitchen.

But just then, he suddenly remembered that there was still an empty seat on the second floor, and couldn’t help but mutter in his heart, “That seat, who is it for?”

The question kept circling in his mind like an unsolvable mystery.

Within the Heavenly Demon God Sect, Jian Wuchen was carefully organizing his clothes.

Today he had deliberately put on the most magnificent piece of clothing, the most special thing about this piece of clothing was its back.

Only to see a Heavenly Demon Soul embroidered on it, the embroidery work was staggeringly exquisite, and the Heavenly Demon Soul seemed to be alive and lifelike.

When Jian Wuchen walked, it was as if it had life, swaying slightly with Jian Wuchen’s steps, as if declaring, “I am the Heavenly Demon, Jian Wuchen!”

Jian Wuji looked at his father from the side, his eyes filled with admiration, “Father, you are so handsome today!”

In his mind, today’s event, although various characters gathered, he always felt that his father was the real protagonist.

Jian Wuduan, however, looked at him with a smile and teased, “You kid, you’ve called everyone here, what are you going to do next?”

Jian Wuji blinked and said with an innocent expression, “My idea? This was all your idea.”

Jian Wu Chen asked back with feigned surprise, “Could it be, was it my idea?”

Jian Wuji nodded his head vigorously, “Of course, if it wasn’t for you, how would they have come?”

Jian Wu Chen looked at him with a mocking smile on his face, “You kid, you’re really getting greasier and greasier.”

However, Jian Wuji could feel his father’s approval of him from this smile, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

Jian Wu Chen turned around and said to Jian Wu Ji and Jian Wu Yang, “Let’s go, let’s go greet the guests.”

Jian Wuji obediently followed behind Jian Wuchen, his heart couldn’t help but be filled with awe as he looked at his father’s tall and majestic back, as well as the mighty Heavenly Demon Soul on his clothes.

His thoughts began to drift, and he suddenly became curious about his Heavenly Demon Soul: “What will my Heavenly Demon Soul look like when I cultivate into the Nine Wonders Demon Technique?”

He thought as he followed his father forward.

Not long after, they arrived at the entrance, where Jian Wuyang had already been waiting for a long time.