Mortal: I am the young sect master of the Thousand Illusions Sect

Chapter 27 Provocative Action

Wang Chan walked slowly to the table, concealing the sharpness hidden in his eyes and adopting a humble and polite expression. He bowed slightly to Su Mixin, behaving very appropriately.

"Young Master Su, I have long admired your name. Today I am finally able to meet you in person. You are indeed extraordinary in your demeanor and bearing."

His tone was warm, completely unlike the previous confrontational stare he had exchanged across the distance; he seemed to be making friends with someone he admired.

"We are both top figures among our peers, and we both have different spiritual roots. In the past, I had only heard of your name but never seen you. I have long admired you and have been hoping for an opportunity to get to know you."

Wang Chan smiled gently, and her words were full of polite and friendly intentions. She seemed to genuinely want to get closer to him, and there was not a trace of hostility in her.

Seeing this, Su Mixin calmly stood up, raised her hand in return, and her expression was calm and gentle, without revealing any sharpness.

"Young Master Wang is too kind. Mi Xin is merely a person with an undeserved reputation and does not deserve such praise."

"I have long heard that the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect is exceptionally talented and his cultivation is progressing rapidly. Today I am fortunate to meet him, and he is indeed extraordinary."

"We are both cultivators of the same generation, so we should interact more often in the future and encourage each other in our cultivation."

As soon as Su Mixin finished speaking, the humble smile on Wang Chan's face vanished.

His gaze abruptly shifted to Xin Ruyin beside him, a sinister aura surging in his eyes, his tone filled with undisguised mockery: "This fellow Daoist beside Young Master Su doesn't look young, yet his cultivation is merely at the tenth level of Qi Refining?"

He chuckled, his voice not loud but clearly carrying throughout the surroundings: "Today's banquet is for the top geniuses of each sect, the least of whom are at the Foundation Establishment stage. I wonder what ability this fellow Daoist has to sneak in?"

"Could it be that the Thousand Illusions Sect has no one else to send, and is resorting to dragging in a Qi Refining cultivator to make up the numbers?"

These words were sharp and sarcastic, instantly drawing all eyes to Xin Ruyin. Many people showed surprise or amusement, and even the air seemed to freeze.

As soon as she said this, the surroundings fell silent, and countless gazes fell on Xin Ruyin, filled with surprise and disdain.

Xin Ruyin frowned slightly, her expression turning cold, but she did not argue. She simply stood quietly to the side, her demeanor calm and composed, showing no sign of panic.

Ye Huawen, who was standing to the side, immediately showed anger and was about to retort, but Su Mixin raised her hand and gently stopped him.

Su Mixin's aura deepened slightly, and the amiable expression on her face vanished completely.

He then raised his eyes and looked calmly at Wang Chan, his tone flat yet sharp.

"Xin Ruyin is my mother, Lady Lianyue's, newly accepted personal disciple."

He raised an eyebrow slightly, his words neither too soft nor too harsh, each sentence hitting the nail on the head: "Could it be that the threshold for this banquet of Young Master Wang is so high that even the true disciples of Nascent Soul giants are not worthy of being seated?"

"Or is it that, in Young Master Wang's eyes, my mother, being a Nascent Soul cultivator, has a shallow eye for talent, and the disciples she has taken in are not worthy of being considered among the prodigies of her generation?"

Su Mixin's words were so powerful that they instantly silenced the entire hall.

The personal disciple of the Nascent Soul Ancestor, this status and weight are far beyond that of an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator.

It should be known that the master-disciple relationship in the cultivation world is very close, even better than that of ordinary direct descendants. Xin Ruyin's status in the Thousand Illusions Sect is only slightly lower than that of Su Mixin, and she can also be called the young master of the sect.

Lady Lianyue's name is known to everyone in the six sects of the demonic path. Who would dare to say that her personally selected disciples are "not qualified"?

Wang Chan's mocking expression froze, and a hint of surprise and resentment flashed in her eyes.

When he first met Xin Ruyin, he thought she was one of Su Mixin's concubines and wanted to continue mocking Su Mixin for her poor taste, that the woman she had chosen was so plain-looking.

It was a mistake to think that a mere Qi Refining cultivator of considerable age could be valued by a Nascent Soul ancestor.

Wang Chan originally intended to dampen Su Mi's spirits by belittling Xin Ruyin, but he did not expect that the other party would have such a powerful backer.

If he continued with these words, he would either be slapping the face of the Nascent Soul cultivator or admitting that he had made a mountain out of a molehill; either way, he would be at a disadvantage.

He clenched his fist in his sleeve, his sinister gaze sweeping over Xin Ruyin before turning fiercely towards Su Mixin.

After a long pause, he managed to suppress his anger and force a stiff smile: "Young Master Su is joking. No one dares to question Madam Lian Yue's judgment, and her disciple is more than qualified to be seated."

Despite his words, he couldn't hide his resentment and embarrassment, and the guests around him looked at him with a hint of amusement.

Seeing this, Su Mixin's expression remained unchanged; she simply nodded slightly and said, "It's good that Young Master Wang understands. During the banquet, I hope you will be careful with your words and actions and not lose the demeanor of a host."

Having said that, he stopped looking at Wang Chan's ashen face, turned to gesture for Xin Ruyin to sit down, and slowly sat down himself. He picked up the jade cup and took a sip, his expression as calm as ever, as if he had just said something completely ordinary.

As soon as Su Mixin finished speaking, Tian Buque clapped his hands and chuckled.

That soft, enchanting voice instantly shattered the silence in the hall, carrying an undisguised amusement: "Oh dear, Young Master Wang, this is rather uninteresting. Even Lady Lian Yue's true disciples aren't qualified, so who here is? Could it be that only Young Master Wang himself can be considered a true prodigy?"

He rested his chin on his hand, his beautiful eyebrows curving into a cunning arc, his gaze sweeping over Wang Chan's ashen face.

His tone grew increasingly sarcastic: "Besides, entertaining guests should be inclusive, how can one judge their level solely based on cultivation? Young Master Wang's overreaction makes him seem petty and unbecoming of a host."

Tian Buque changed the subject, his smile deepening as he looked at Su Mixin: "Young Master Su is truly insightful. With just one sentence, she has enlightened everyone. How can others possibly comment on the vision of a Nascent Soul cultivator? In my opinion, Miss Ruyin's presence adds a touch of significance to this banquet."

These words were all in line with Su Mixin's wishes, yet every word struck a nerve with Wang Chan.

It both elevates Xin Ruyin's status and subtly satirizes Wang Chan's narrow-mindedness.

Many guests in the hall secretly echoed this sentiment, their gazes toward Wang Chan becoming increasingly subtle. Even the sinister aura surrounding Wang Chan seemed to stagnate, and her face turned pale and then flushed, making her extremely embarrassed.

No sooner had Tian Buque finished speaking than a piercing sneer suddenly came from the main seat at the table next to Su Mixin's table.

"Pfft!"

The laughter was sharp and crisp, breaking the delicate silence in the hall and attracting everyone's attention.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a girl dressed in a fiery red outfit sitting in the main seat. She was of average appearance, but her eyes and brows carried a hint of unruly arrogance.

She seemed completely oblivious to the occasion, laughing out loud and then wiping her mouth with her hand. Her eyes swept directly at Wang Chan with undisguised sarcasm, as if she found his earlier embarrassment particularly laughable.

Seeing her appearance and attire, as well as the red robes of the Demon Flame Sect disciples at the same table, Su Mixin guessed her identity.

Lian Feihua, the young master of the Demon Flame Sect.

After a series of verbal attacks, coupled with the red-clad girl's undisguised mockery and sneer.

Wang Chan felt utterly humiliated, the gazes of all the guests seemed mocking, making it impossible for him to maintain his composure.

His face was ashen, and his chest was churning with anger. He could no longer sit still at the banquet. He snorted coldly, refused to say another word to the crowd, and flicked his sleeves fiercely.

Before anyone could dissuade her, Wang Chan turned and strode quickly toward the side door at the back of the main hall.

With hurried steps and a face full of indignation, he left through the back door in a hurry. The host of the grand banquet was the first to leave in a huff.

The hall erupted in uproar, and the atmosphere became quite awkward.

Su Mixin remained calm. He slowly stood up, looked at Lian Feihua, and cupped his hands in thanks.

Seeing this, Lian Feihua nodded in response.

He then gestured for the members of the Thousand Illusions Sect beside him to stand up, preparing to leave together.

Before leaving, Su Mixin hesitated for a moment, then walked straight to Tian Buque's seat.

He bowed slightly to Tian Buque, his tone composed: "Senior Brother Tian, ​​I shall take my leave now. It has been an honor to meet you today; I hope we may meet again someday for a long chat."

Upon hearing this, Tian Buque smiled slightly and leisurely raised his hand to return the bow.

"Junior Brother Su, please make yourself at home. We have found it very easy to get along today. We are both allies of the Tianluo Kingdom's demonic path, and we will surely meet again in the future."

Su Mixin nodded slightly, said no more, turned around and led the disciples of the Thousand Illusions Sect out of the banquet hall with steady steps.

The guests in the hall glanced at the group, some secretly observing the young master of the Thousand Illusions Sect, each with their own speculations.

Once Su Mixin and her entourage had completely disappeared outside the palace gates, the hall returned to its previous lively and bustling atmosphere, with the sounds of clinking glasses and exchanging toasts rising again.

As Su Mixin stepped out of the gates of Biluo Palace, she silently thought, "That brat Wang Chan, don't be so ungrateful as to cause trouble again. Let's leave this fateful bond to Old Demon Han."

"I don't want to become his inner demon!"

As dusk fell, the group from the Thousand Illusions Sect stepped out of the Azure Palace. Outside the palace, clouds and mist swirled, and the evening breeze carried the crisp scent of the mountains and forests, dispelling the smell of alcohol and the tense atmosphere inside the palace.

"Young Master, Wang Chan has lost face so badly today, I'm afraid he won't let this go easily." Ye Huawen quickly followed, his brows still showing some anger.

Su Mixin paused slightly, turned her head to look at him, and a faint smile appeared on her lips: "There's no need to lower yourself to his level. Wang Chan is narrow-minded, and today's incident was nothing more than asking for trouble. If he dares to provoke us again, we have our own ways of dealing with it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xin Ruyin beside him said softly, "Thank you for helping me out of this predicament today, Senior Brother."

She looked up at Su Mixin, her eyes filled with gratitude.

Su Mixin shook her head helplessly: "Why are you being so polite with me, your senior and junior brother? Besides, he was actually after me. You've suffered an undeserved misfortune."

Flying boats and magical artifacts still remain at Biluo Peak, waiting to send the guests back after the banquet.

After a short while, the group arrived at the Thousand Illusions Sect's temporary base outside Biluo Mountain by flying boat.

As they approached Su Mixin's cave, they saw Li Chongyue already waiting at the entrance, his expression quite calm.

Upon seeing Su Mixin and the others, Li Chongyue hurried forward, his tone respectful: "Young Master, just now I..."

Seeing this, Su Mixin quickly raised her hand to stop him from speaking. She glanced around and said in a low voice, "This is not the place to talk. Let's go into the cave and talk."

Li Chongyue's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly nodded in response, "Yes, young master."

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Mixin raised her hand and opened the barrier. The stone door of the cave slowly opened inward, letting in the soft light from inside.

He stepped in first, followed closely by Xin Ruyin, Ye Huawen, and others. Li Chongyue also quickly followed. The stone door closed silently behind them, isolating them from the darkness and prying eyes of the outside world.

After entering the hall, everyone took their seats at Su Mixin's prompting.

Li Chongyue first organized his thoughts to ensure his words were clear and logical before speaking in a deep voice: "Young Master, there are two pieces of information I need to report to you."

Su Mixin nodded. "You said that the various sects have already reached a consensus on preparations for the invasion of the demonic path, so there's no need to elaborate. Just pick out the key points."

"Yes."

Li Chongyue responded and continued, "You previously instructed me to secretly gather information under the guise of visiting friends within the Ghost Spirit Sect."

"As expected, we have figured out two unusual things."

"Firstly, after some subtle probing, my friend leaked the information that the Yu Ling Sect's team seemed to have arrived at the Ghost Spirit Sect's base three days ago. However, since then, the Ghost Spirit Sect's disciples have not seen any of the Yu Ling Sect's people out and about. The higher-ups of these two sects must have been having secret talks behind closed doors for days, and I wonder what secrets they are plotting."

Everyone in the hall frowned.

"Also, the Wang family of the Ghost Spirit Sect has been making frequent moves, and their young master, Wang Chan, seems to have encountered some problems in his cultivation."

"Secondly," Li Chongyue raised his voice slightly, his tone tinged with curiosity, "it seems that the higher-ups of the Ghost Spirit Sect have been secretly spreading rumors recently, as if they intend to select a female cultivator for their young master, Wang Chan, to become his Daoist partner. However, no one knows the specific criteria or target."

The other three peered out curiously, after all, they had just witnessed the ugly behavior of that young master Wang, and now they were hearing his gossip, which was indeed quite intriguing.

Su Mixin was deep in thought at this moment.

He possesses memories of his past life, is well-versed in the original work, and has an unparalleled perspective. Based solely on the scattered fragments in the book and the future plot, he can easily deduce many hidden secrets and grasp the future direction of the situation.

The first thing that lingered in my mind was the secret discussion between the Ghost Spirit Sect and the Spirit Control Sect.

According to the predetermined ending in the original work, after the demonic invasion of Tiannan, the Ghost Spirit Sect finally annexed the entire territory of Yue Kingdom, monopolizing the most lucrative piece of the spoils of victory in this demonic invasion war.

However, on paper, the Ghost Spirit Sect was already ranked last among the six sects of the demonic path. On the other hand, the Spirit Control Sect had top-tier combat power at the Nascent Soul level, second only to the Joyful Union Sect, and its strength was far beyond what the Ghost Spirit Sect could match.

In addition, the Heavenly Fiend Sect and the Demon Flame Sect, two major sects, were also eyeing the fertile land of Yue Kingdom.

Even if the Ghost Spirit Sect could lure them with generous benefits and persuade the Heavenly Fiend and Demon Flame Sects, whose stances were wavering, to withdraw from the conflict first.

But how could he, on his own, have the confidence to confront the powerful Yu Ling Sect head-on and ultimately seize the entire territory of Yue Kingdom?

This matter is far from being as simple as it seems. The Ghost Spirit Sect must have paid an extremely heavy price in secret to gain the concession and tacit approval of the Spirit Control Sect.