Chapter 0387 – Allies Present Tavern – Absolute Return

Jian Wuji walked up the stairs, up to the second floor, and saw the Heavenly Demon, Jian Wuduan, sitting there.

Qin Botian’s heart, at once, rippled.

“How long has it been, since I’ve, experienced, this feeling?”

Jian Wuchen stood up and looked at Qin Botian.

The devil and the righteous, the righteous and the devil.

These two, incompatible, camp leaders, finally, met again.

They didn’t say a word, just were quiet, looking at each other.

It’s been over a decade, and they finally, once again, meet.

They should, by all rights, greet each other and exchange pleasantries.

However, they said nothing.

They don’t know, what to say.

“Your eyes, are still, the same as before.” Qin Botian was the first to break, the silence.

Seeing Jian Wuchen again, Qin Botian finally realized just how much, he hated, this person.

He also finally realized just how much he, in fact, hated, the Demon Sect.

His heart was filled, with hatred and disgust.

He even, somewhat regretted, agreeing to, Jian Wuji’s invitation.

“You, too.” Jian Wuchen said indifferently.

Qin Botian didn’t like, Jian Wuchen’s tone, nor did he like, what Jian Wuchen said.

He suddenly realized that he had become, lately, more and more, indecisive.

He looked at Jian Wuchen, that icy cold look in his eyes, and in his heart, anger burned.

“Today, I’m going to let you know who is, truly strong!”

Killing intent surged in Qin Botian’s heart.

He did not, however, do so immediately.

Because he knew that now, it wasn’t the time.

The atmosphere on the first floor was, likewise, saber rattling.

The experts of the righteous path, and the Demon Zuns, were, engaged in, a, silent battle.

The Devil Elders, stood together, and Jian Wuji stood, in front of them.

The experts of the righteous path, also stood together, with Qin Xiajun standing, in front of them.

Zhao Chunpei stood on the sidelines, in a dilemma.

He had wanted to, to hide in the kitchen.

However, he saw that, Qin Botian, was going up the stairs, so he didn’t dare, to leave.

Now that the, atmosphere, on the first floor was so tense, he was even more, afraid, to act rashly.

All he could do was stand there, motionless, as if he were a statue.

Luckily, neither side released their auras.

They just, with their eyes, attacked each other.

Their eyes, like, swords, were sharp.

Qin Xia Ling looked at Jian Wu Ji and realized that he was, still, so, calm and collected.

“Aren’t you worried?” Qin Xiaoling asked, using a voice transmission.

“Why should I worry?” Jian Wuji asked rhetorically.

“They could, at any time, fight.” Qin Xiaoling said.

“They won’t, fight.” Jian Wuji said.

“How do you know?” Qin Xiaoling asked.

“Because, I believe that your grandfather, would not bring a bunch of, idiots, here.” Jian Wuji said.

Qin Xia Ling looked at, those, righteous experts, and secretly said in her heart, “Grandpa, you can never, ever manage them.”

She was more worried about the, second floor, situation.

She looked to the second floor again.

On the second floor, it was still quiet, without any, sound coming out.

“Are they, using voice transmission, communicating?” Qin Xiaoling secretly said in her heart.

“Even if, it’s a voice transmission, one should, still, say a few, polite words, right? Like, ‘long time no see’, ‘goodbye’, ‘thanks for coming’, or something like that.”

“They, what, not a word, not a word?”

On the second floor, it’s quiet, and on the first floor, it’s quiet.

The entire tavern was shrouded in a kind of, suffocating, tense atmosphere.

Just then, Zhao Chunpei suddenly, felt, a chill on his back.

He turned his head to look, and realized, that everyone’s eyes, were focused, on the doorway of the tavern.

A man, standing there.

He was dressed in all, black, and his figure, slender and upright.

His eyes, though small, gleamed.

He just, faintly, swept a glance at the crowd in the tavern, letting, the originally tense, atmosphere, instantly, disappear without a trace.

Behind him stood a, fierce looking, young man, and nine, martial arts masters.

Compared to the Eight Great Devils, the Martial Arts Alliance, there was one less person, while the Righteous Alliance, there was one more person.

Bai Zijiang was a, very realistic person, he wouldn’t reduce, his manpower for the sake of, face.

Zhao Chunpei could sense that these people, like those experts of the righteous path, were all experts.

Their eyes, did not have the slightest bit of, fear, whether they were facing, a demonic father, or a righteous expert.

Zhao Chunpei looked at, once again, the, man dressed in black.

Although, his dress, was ordinary, his aura, however, overwhelmed everyone.

“Allies of the righteous path, present!” Jian Wuji announced loudly.

“Ah!”

Zhao Chunpei couldn’t help it, and let out a gasp of surprise, and hastily covered, her mouth.

His day was, truly, an eye-opener.

“Alliance Master, it’s been a hard journey.” Jian Wuji said as he walked up to Bai Zijiang’s face.

Bai Zijiang glanced at Jian Wuji and said, “It’s okay.”

The reason why he had come, here, was half because of, Sword Wuji, and half because of, Sword Wuduan.

He wanted to know if Jian Wuchen, was still as ambitious as before.

He also wanted to know how Jian Wuchen, actually raised Jian Wuji, such a son.

“Young Sect Master, truly young and talented.” Bai Zijiang said in his heart.

“You were actually able to, convince the Martial Arts Alliance to come here, it’s really not simple.”

Bai Zijiang took big steps, heading for the stairs.

Fist Demon wanted to step forward and lead the way for Bai Zijiang, but, Bai Zijiang refused.

He walked to the stairway and stopped when he saw Zhao Chunpei, with his head down, standing there.

“You are, the owner of this tavern?” Bai Zijiang asked.

His voice, low and magnetic, made Zhao Chunpei, feel a burst of, peace of mind.

“Yes, yes.” Zhao Chunpei replied nervously.

Bai Zijiang’s gaze moved from Zhao Chunpei to Jian Wuji.

“Young Sect Master, often in front of me, mentioning you, saying that the food you cook, is delicious.” Bai Zijiang said.

Jian Wuji smiled, he knew that Bai Zijiang, was helping him, out.

Bai Zijiang smiled back, then, turning around, walked up to the second floor.

Zhao Chunpei looked at Bai Zijiang’s back and said in his heart, “The Alliance of the Righteous Path, truly, a, nice person.”

He suddenly felt that Bai Zijiang’s, those small eyes, had also become, much smoother.

Jian Wuji walked over to Zhao Chunpei’s side and said, “That’s right, today, is, the day of the three-way talks between the Sect Leader, the Martial Alliance Leader, and the Alliance Leader of the Righteous Path.”

Zhao Chunpei finally realized what kind of day it really was.

“I can’t believe, in my tavern, that I’m going to hold the highest level of talks between the righteous and the wicked!”

He was so excited, he almost fainted.

He looked up, at the second floor, and then, again, at the crowd on the first floor.

He suddenly felt, himself, small and humble.

“You don’t need to be nervous, you just need to, well, do your own thing, that’s all.” Jian Wuji said.

“I’m sure you’ll be able to, well, do it.”

Zhao Chunpei looked at Jian Wuji and said with firm eyes, “I will.”

He turned, heading toward the kitchen.

Right at this moment, Jian Wuji suddenly, said loudly, “Today, you are, the world’s number one cook!”

Zhao Chunpei’s feet weakened and he almost fell to the ground.

Qin Xia Ling couldn’t help it and laughed out.

She had wanted to, hold back, but she just, couldn’t.

Standing next to her, an old man, turned his head to look at her.

Qin Xiaoling hastily, collected her smile.

“Young Sect Master, truly, a, madman.” Qin Xia Ling, in her heart, said.

“What a, a, fool I was to, to come here, for him.”

Those, who didn’t recognize Jian Wuji, on the other hand, looked at Jian Wuji with a kind of, look at an idiot.

“Is he, like, playing us?”

“Careful, that tavern owner, there’s something wrong.”

They even, began to suspect that Zhao Chunpei was an undercover agent of the Devil Cult.