Chu Tian entered the Eye of the Hurricane, and all he saw was a mountain.
There was no need to determine direction. With a step into the void, he shot up into the sky, heading straight for the peak.
The disciples guarding the mountain of the Wind Soul Sect were speechless.
Their mountain gate had become nothing more than a decoration.
What shocked them even more was seeing so many powerful individuals walking on air today.
In all his years at the Wind Soul Sect, the God of War realm experts were always in seclusion, cultivating.
Even when not in seclusion, they lived on the mountain peaks and rarely appeared before them.
Disciples like them were strictly forbidden from ascending past the halfway point.
In the blink of an eye, Chu Tian had arrived at the summit platform.
The water shield surrounding his body dissolved at that moment.
"Greetings, City Lord..."
Suddenly, Wei Du, along with Wei Jin, Old Qin, and Old Li, stood up and bowed to Chu Tian.
After landing, he surveyed his surroundings and确定 their positions before stepping forward.
The foot he had just extended almost missed the ground.
Their actions completely threw Chu Tian off guard.
He staggered, nearly falling.
He was only saved by Li Guafu pulling him, otherwise, he would have been utterly embarrassed.
"Hehehe... Thank you for saving my life, City Lord Chu. I shall take my leave now!"
With that, she winked, and before Chu Tian could react, slowly moved away, staggering as if severely injured, towards the Forgotten City faction in the north.
Chu Tian felt awkward, looking at Wei Du and the other three still bowing.
Their usual interactions were very casual.
Moreover, as a modern person, Chu Tian had never experienced such common etiquette.
However, seeing the situation, Chu Tian knew this was a show for others.
He just didn't know what to say.
He waved his hand, generating a gentle force that pulled them up.
"Did I arrive late?"
Chu Tian walked forward.
"Not at all, there's still the time it takes for an incense stick to burn!" Wei Du replied.
"Mm..." Chu Tian nodded.
He looked up at the three great Myriad Beast Seals in the sky, moving along a fixed trajectory.
Seeing this, the City Lords from the other three directions stood up almost simultaneously.
Chu Tian took a step forward and cupped his fist towards the front.
"Thank you to all of Clearwater City for your rescue..."
Wan Bao Lu smiled and nodded.
He also cupped his fist towards the direction of Forgotten City in the north.
Xiao Zhan, that fellow with all his fat, struggled to stand up. Seeing Chu Tian's appearance, he froze.
This guy was just a brute. When he sent people out, he never thought about rescuing someone,
but was genuinely afraid of delaying the start of the grand gathering.
While he was still stunned, Chu Tian turned his gaze south.
He curled his lips and then shifted his attention to the sky, taking another step forward.
This action caused the expressions of the people from Hurricane City and the Wind Soul Sect to change.
Especially the Sect Master, Feng Chengyun, whose already long face stretched even longer.
Everyone assumed Chu Tian's step was to cast out the Myriad Beast Seals and open the secret realm.
All eyes were wide open.
It was said that within the secret realm, there were green hills and clear waters, a scenery as beautiful as a fairyland.
Through the entrance, one could glimpse the scenery within.
None of the people here knew what green hills and clear waters looked like.
Chu Tian's single step had stirred the nerves of everyone present.
After all, most of them were here to watch the spectacle.
However, with this step, he performed a flamboyant turn and waved his hand.
In front of him appeared a rocking chair,
accompanied by a large sun umbrella.
Then, he sprawled out on it with great swagger.
"Wei Jin, cut some watermelon for me to eat. I'm exhausted!"
With a wave, he tossed out a chilled watermelon weighing a good thirty pounds.
"Uh..."
Wei Jin was stunned.
Wei Du was stunned.
Old Yang, Old Qin, and Old Li were stunned.
The thousands of people from the east, south, and north directions were stunned!
With less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, you want to eat watermelon...
What is watermelon? That green ball?
The secret realm could have been activated three days ago, and all of us here have been waiting for you for a full three days.
Now that you've arrived, instead of immediately producing the Myriad Beast Seals to open the secret realm,
you're lying there playing... on a rocking chair!
In the awkward atmosphere, resentment gradually began to brew.
Some people even started to complain.
"He's putting on such a show..."
"More than putting on a show, he's completely over the top!"
"Damn..."
Some people even swore.
*Ching...*
At that moment, a figure appeared again at the edge of the southwest platform.
"It really is you..."
While everyone was captivated by Chu Tian's inaction,
Li Guafu, who had returned to the Forgotten City faction, noticed this figure.
Tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.
The person who had arrived was none other than Old Yang... Yang Kai!
After leading his men into Hurricane City, he had instructed them to activate a phantom formation and hide at the foot of the mountain.
He himself then ascended into the sky, reaching the mountain summit.
Upon arrival, he first looked around nervously, discovering that only Wei Du and the other three were by Chu Tian's side.
He unconsciously shifted his gaze northward, meeting the tearful gaze of Li Guafu.
Old Yang immediately turned away, embarrassed.
"Hmph... A few cats and dogs, what are you pretending for? Hurry up and open the secret realm for us!"
"Heh heh... Senior Feng, don't be angry. They don't even have any participating disciples because they're poor. Let them show off for a while!"
Although the people before had complaints, they were murmuring softly.
This was the first time someone had dared to mock them so loudly.
The sound came from the south, from two disciples in grey and white Wind God Sect entry robes.
The number of people from Myriad Beast City gradually increased.
However, by comparison, they were still too few.
*Chih...*
Chu Tian spat out a watermelon seed and then picked his ear.
"Did anyone hear that? Two dogs are barking?"
Wei Du, Wei Jin, and the other two were taken aback.
They were clearly not adept at cooperating with Chu Tian.
Old Yang walked over at this moment, grabbed a piece of watermelon, and took a bite.
*Chih chih...*
Old Yang also spat out two seeds and replied, "Don't insult dogs. Dog meat is very fragrant!"
"You're right, dog meat is indeed fragrant, but dog barks are very annoying," Chu Tian said, stroking his chin.
"That's because you haven't heard the cries of a turtle hatchling!" Old Yang pouted, glancing at Xiao Zhan intentionally or unintentionally.
Chu Tian's eyes flickered, and he asked in surprise, "You've heard a turtle hatchling cry?"
Old Yang shook his head and said, "No, but I once chopped off the head of an old turtle. I heard its cry, so I assume a young turtle's cry would be similar."
"What? The turtle's head fell off, and it could still cry?" Chu Tian sat up straight, his expression one of utter shock.
Old Yang finished the last bite of watermelon and raised his gaze to lock onto Xiao Zhan.
The latter's eyes were filled with boundless resentment as he stared intently at Old Yang.
"It's a shame only the head was chopped off, the root wasn't completely removed!"
Old Yang yielded no ground, his gaze filled with killing intent.
Their conversation, though not loud,
was clearly heard by everyone present, as their cultivation levels were not low.
The two young disciples of the Wind Soul Sect, having been indirectly insulted by Chu Tian and Old Yang,
then heard Old Yang's words, which seemed to point towards someone's missing half.
This immediately drew countless gazes sweeping over Xiao Zhan.
Everyone recalled hearing in the past that the City Lord of Forgotten City, Xiao Zhan, was an extremely handsome man.
He had captivated thousands of young girls, from eighty-year-olds down to seven or eight-year-olds, appealing to all ages.
Seeing him now, they were utterly shocked.
This was called a handsome man? He looked like a fat pig.
Everyone began to doubt if the aesthetics of Forgotten City had gone awry.