913: Chapter 909: Hospitable Reception 913: Chapter 909: Hospitable Reception Although everyone was enemies initially.
However, after Sect Leader Wu Wei-zi of Tianmen passed away, the hatred between them had already dissolved.
Wu Wei-zi entrusted Ye Tian with Tianmen’s secret medicine, the Carefree Pill, and asked Ye Tian to defeat Sima Yun.
As such, the people of Tianmen felt grateful toward Ye Tian.
So, when Ye Tian and the martial artists of the Night King Hall were entangled and unable to exert their full strength, Tianmen’s inner sect disciples deployed the “Quagmire Formation” to trap the martial artists of the Night King Hall.
With that, Ye Tian could focus entirely on dealing with Sima Yun and the jade flute that controlled him!
Thus, when Tianmen’s inner sect disciples invited everyone to Biyao Palace, Ye Tian, feeling reassured, led the other martial artists directly to reside in Biyao Palace.
Biyao Palace boasts an abundance of rooms, capable of accommodating hundreds of people simultaneously.
Ye Tian, the martial artists of the Night King Hall, the four elders of the Ye clan, and the outer sect disciples of Tianmen altogether numbered less than two hundred people, so the rooms in Biyao Palace were more than sufficient!
After the continuous battles, Ye Tian naturally suffered the greatest exhaustion and the most severe injuries.
But the other martial artists didn’t fare much better; everyone had pushed their limits in this fight, ending either battered or utterly drained…
As a result, once they entered the rooms in Biyao Palace, they shut their doors and began cultivating their energy to heal their injuries.
Ye Tian was no exception…
In this battle, Ye Tian had not suffered any injuries during his fights with the Purgatory Beast or Tianmen’s Gatekeeper.
However, during his confrontation with Wu Wei-zi, the Tornado Force unleashed by Wu Wei-zi heavily damaged his body.
Had Ye Tian not swiftly comprehended the principle of merging with the force of nature, he might have already perished.
Ultimately, there was no decisive winner between Ye Tian and Wu Wei-zi; their fight could only be considered a draw…
In his battle against Sima Yun, Ye Tian endured the devastating Maha Infinity strike, which inflicted significant internal organ injuries.
Sima Yun’s Whirlwind Whip also left his body covered in wounds.
Of course, the battle that caused Ye Tian the most severe injuries was his confrontation with the jade flute!
The flute’s overwhelming natural force nearly claimed Ye Tian’s life.
If not for the timely awakening of the millennium ancient tree’s Shu Xin, which resonated with Ye Tian, his victory over the flute would have been absolutely impossible.
Currently, Ye Tian is injured both internally and externally.
Even though he is skilled in medicine, recovery will not be so quick.
Thus, Ye Tian tightly shut his eyes and focused on healing his wounds.
As his energy circulated through his body for one complete cycle, his injuries finally improved slightly, and he let out a long breath.
Of course, this level of energy cultivation could nowhere near restore Ye Tian to his peak condition.
Ye Tian estimated that to fully recover his internal injuries would likely require half a month.
During this half-month, aside from his daily meditative healing, he must avoid clashing with powerful enemies; otherwise, his internal organs would suffer further damage on top of the existing injuries!
Ye Tian intended to continue his meditation and healing but unexpectedly heard a knock on the door!
One of Tianmen’s inner sect disciples entered Ye Tian’s room and said, “Ye Tian, today’s battle was truly arduous.
You haven’t had a single bite to eat, so you must be starving by now, right?
We’ve already prepared a banquet in the hall of Biyao Palace.
Please honor us with your presence!”
The disciple’s words were brimming with sincerity, so naturally, Ye Tian didn’t refuse.
He followed the inner sect disciple to Biyao Palace’s grand hall.
Upon arriving at the hall, Ye Tian realized he wasn’t the first to arrive; quite a number of martial artists had already gathered there, and others were arriving one after another.
Though the martial artists were injured, having survived the ordeal, they no longer cared about their wounds and began celebrating wildly!
At the banquet table, Tianmen’s inner sect disciples specially hunted rare beasts and birds of Tianshan Mountain to roast over the fire.
The taste of these rare creatures was worlds apart from the pork, beef, and lamb consumed by ordinary people.
The meat was tender, sweet, and exceptionally flavorful.
Ye Tian, being a culinary enthusiast, only needed a single bite to realize the roasted meat was a heavenly delicacy.
If such rare roasted beasts were sold at a no-star restaurant, they would garner an incredibly high price.
Of course, besides the exquisite roasted meat, Tianmen’s inner sect disciples also set aside any grudges and brought out the fine wine treasured in Biyao Palace’s cellar.
All the martial artists drank to their hearts’ content!
Despite their injuries, everyone feasted and indulged without restraint…
“Ladies and gentlemen, although we started as enemies walking separate paths, Sima Yun’s appearance united us all!
So now, we are all friends!
In the Martial Arts World, we value the pursuit of vengeance and justice.
When faced with great loyalty, there is no lasting resentment.
Thus, after this ordeal, there are no more grievances among us!
Let us raise our cups and dissolve all enmity with this drink, facing the future together!”
One of Tianmen’s inner sect disciples raised their cup high and proposed a toast to everyone present.
The other martial artists responded enthusiastically, Ye Tian included.
For martial artists, there are times when wine and meat are life’s purest joys!
“Tianmen has indeed made many mistakes in the past, but I believe this battle marks a turning point for Tianmen.
All of us must trust that Tianmen can change!
A thousand-year foundation will surely undergo transformation because of this!”
“From now on, both inner sect disciples and outer sect disciples are one family!
Let us not engage in mutual strife, not scheme against one another.
Everyone must work for the future of the Martial Arts World!”
“Let us set aside former grudges!
Let us sing boisterous songs over wine!
Let us drink to excess!
Let us dissolve animosity with one laugh!”
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The martial artists expressed their intentions one after another, though Ye Tian remained relatively silent.
After all, this was Tianmen’s territory.
Ye Tian was consider an outsider, and he held no interest in dominating the banquet.
Still, martial artists gathered around Ye Tian despite his silence.
Everyone admired him enormously…
“Ye Tian, you’re simply incredible.
Sect Leader Wu Wei-zi, Sima Yun, and that monster—even with their world-destroying power, you defeated them!
In this world, there’s probably no one you cannot overcome!”
“Big brother, thank you for giving us a second chance at life!
We, the martial artists of Night King Hall, will wholeheartedly dedicate ourselves to Night King Hall’s cause!
From now on, we pledge our lives to your service!”
“Kid, you absolutely cannot suffer anything serious!
After this battle, us old men have come to understand you may very well change the status quo of the Martial Arts World and forge a peaceful and fruitful future for martial artists!”
“Well said!
Ye Tian, your performance has been nothing short of astonishing!
Who would’ve thought that at such a young age, you’ve already attained such heights?
Your future truly knows no bounds!”
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Before he knew it, dozens of martial artists had surrounded Ye Tian tightly, leaving no gaps.
Ye Tian did not expect the Tianmen inner sect and outer sect disciples’ flattery skills to be so adept.
Even the usually stern Ye clan elders were full of praises for him.
Ye Tian wore a helpless expression, largely ignoring everyone, and continued to drink his wine and eat his meat…
Of course, the flattering martial artists didn’t relent despite Ye Tian’s silence.
They endlessly showered him with accolades until his ears felt sick of hearing them.
The fine wine stored within Biyao Palace was crafted by Sect Leader Wu Wei-zi through many years’ toil.
Even Wu Wei-zi himself was reluctant to drink it, only enjoying a little during festivals.
Now that Wu Wei-zi had passed, there was no longer any need to be stingy with his treasured wine.
As such, the martial artists indulged in it fully!
After drinking Wu Wei-zi’s fine wine, the martial artists were exhilarated.
Even if Ye Tian’s ears developed calluses from their praise, they wouldn’t stop singing his praises!
And the higher the praise, the more shameless and cloying the words became…
“Ye Tian, you’re truly admirable!
My reverence for you flows like the endless waters of the Yangtze River—a boundless surge, just like the Yellow River breaking its banks, unstoppable!
You are the Sun in my sky, the Moon in my night, the starlight illuminating my life!
Without you, I feel as though I couldn’t go on living!”
“Please, I beg you to accept me as your disciple!
I’ll serve faithfully by your side.
I’ll turn your heroic deeds into novels, movies, comics, operas, and even record them in the annals of history… I want to ensure your name lasts forever!”
“Ye Tian, can I get your autograph?
With your signature, I’m certain my future will shine brightly!
I’ll carefully frame it and place it in the most prominent position of my home to worship every day, offering morning and evening prayers and three incense sticks at dawn and dusk!”
…
The martial artists’ words made Ye Tian slightly nauseous.
However, since everyone was in high spirits, Ye Tian couldn’t bear to utter words that would dampen the mood, so he could only allow them to heap adulation upon him.
After some time had passed, the banquet had already seen three rounds of drinking.
Many martial artists who couldn’t hold their liquor sprawled across the grand hall of Biyao Palace, snoring peacefully.
Those whose tolerance for alcohol was better continued drinking…
At this moment, strength and martial prowess no longer mattered, the martial artist with the best alcohol tolerance reigned supreme!
A few inner sect disciples of Tianmen were thoroughly drunk and rendered unconscious by several outer sect disciples.
Those outer sect disciples immediately became excited!
“Haha!
Even if we can’t match them in strength, defeating them in a drinking contest is still a victory!
This is something I can brag about for a whole year!”
“Of course!
We finally beat the inner sect disciples in this competition—it’s finally our turn to hold our heads high!”
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