King of Assassins-Chapter 763 - 562 Opportunity_2

The ancient-style Tian'an Street is still as bustling as ever.

Twenty years have passed, yet the Drunken Immortal Tower remains unchanged.

Upon reaching the private room on the fifth floor, the furnishings hadn't changed a bit. Only the tea master sitting by the side was a different person.

More than twenty years ago, he met a beautiful tea master here, and it was in this room that Wei Yue was also attacked.

While it was twenty years ago for others, for Gao Xuan, it felt like an eternity had passed. Worlds after worlds, reincarnation after reincarnation.

Now, recalling these things, Gao Xuan was filled with emotion. Even someone as close as Jiang Xuejun could not understand his feelings, nor share his sentiments.

The room was full of friends, and the atmosphere was lively, yet Gao Xuan harbored an indescribable loneliness inside.

Gao Xuan also knew his mood was off; he was never this sentimental before. Although his emotions had highs and lows, he could always control them.

Now, his emotions were naturally gloomy and depressed.

It must be the injury to his Divine Soul affecting his emotions, impacting his core spirituality, leading to this state...

Realizing the problem, Gao Xuan immediately sensed that his injury was more severe than he estimated, severe enough to affect his emotions.

Human emotions naturally fluctuate, which is normal. However, at Gao Xuan's level, the mind remains steadfast and unbothered by external things.

His emotions have been constantly changing these past two days, already exceeding the scope of normal emotional fluctuations.

A more dangerous sign was that even the Six-winged Celestial Cicada had gone silent without any response.

Despite the rise and fall of his emotions, Gao Xuan maintained a calm exterior. The banquet was filled with friends and old acquaintances gathered together, not often. He couldn't ruin the atmosphere.

At the table, Fang Zheng naturally sat at the head, followed by Wei Yue, Wei Ming, Xu Yin, Jiang Xuejun, Qingyi Qianhe, and a little girl.

Qingyi Qianhe's presence was naturally due to Qingyi Fei Niao. The little girl was the one Gao Xuan advised last night. She was actually Qingyi Qianhe's younger daughter and Qingyi Fei Niao's biological sister.

The girl's name was Qingyi Fei Ling, and she was only seventeen this year. Under Gao Xuan's guidance, she advanced from Level 6 to Level 9.

One might say her aptitude was no worse than Qingyi Fei Niao's. She was simply more lively and had a very different personality from him.

Even though the little girl didn't dare speak out of turn, her big watery eyes kept staring at Gao Xuan. Her gaze was both bold and fiery.

To Qingyi Fei Ling, everyone present were elders, but only Gao Xuan seemed like an elder brother.

It wasn't just like; Gao Xuan was good friends with her sister, they were of the same generation.

Qingyi Fei Ling was an intern at the Holy Hall and always regarded Gao Xuan as a spiritual leader.

However, people her age had never met Gao Xuan. To them, the true leader of the Holy Hall was Yun Qingshang, undoubtedly the Alliance's number one powerhouse.

Gao Xuan hadn't shown up for twenty years, so naturally, his influence had diminished significantly.

Qingyi Fei Ling was more curious about Gao Xuan than respectful. Seeing Gao Xuan in person, she turned into an appearance fan.

In her heart, Hall Master Jiang Xuejun was more intimidating than Gao Xuan.

Everyone present could tell what the little girl was thinking, but no one paid it much mind.

Regardless of the connection with Qingyi Fei Niao, Gao Xuan's status and magnanimity were such that he wouldn't bother holding a grudge against a child.

Even Qingyi Qianhe felt slightly embarrassed, unable to verbally reprimand his daughter in front of everyone.

To change the topic, Qingyi Qianhe proactively said to Jiang Xuejun, "It's been a few days since we last met, Xuejun, your cultivation has greatly improved."

Jiang Xuejun smiled happily, "I have advanced to Gold."

She raised her glass to toast Fang Zheng, "Elder Fang, a toast to you. It's been twenty years, and I haven't let you down."

Even someone as seasoned as Fang Zheng showed surprise. Jiang Xuejun had advanced to Gold? It was truly astonishing.

When Jiang Xuejun returned to Pegasus Star to serve as the Holy Hall Master, it was essentially giving up the path of cultivation.

Fang Zheng thought it was a wise choice, considering Jiang Xuejun's talents were indeed lacking. She couldn't compare to Gao Xuan, Yun Qingshang, or even Qingyi Fei Niao.

Twenty years ago, Gao Xuan had made a joke at Sword Washing Studio, which was just that — a joke.

Fang Zheng never imagined Jiang Xuejun would actually become a Sword Saint. The timing was too perfect; Gao Xuan had just arrived, and Jiang Xuejun advanced?

Fang Zheng couldn't help but glance at Gao Xuan, and others also gazed at him with complex expressions.

Except for the little girl Qingyi Fei Ling, who didn't understand the implications of creating a Golden Powerhouse, everyone else knew what this meant.

Everyone knew Gao Xuan was formidable, almost invincible. However, the concept wasn't clear to them, as they were too far from the Golden Level.

Gao Xuan's ability to forcibly elevate Jiang Xuejun to the Golden Level made everyone realize that Gao Xuan was now like a Divine entity, with unfathomable power.

Everyone was momentarily stunned but quickly reacted.

The group began offering congratulations to Jiang Xuejun. This was the Golden Sword Saint, nearly the strongest in the Twelve Star Domain.

The atmosphere was lively until the private room door suddenly opened.

Two women walked in briskly, the leading woman possessing a clear and refined beauty, dressed in a white Holy Hall uniform. The cold detachment in her eyes created a lasting impression.

The other one was petite and charming, also dressed in a white Holy Hall uniform, with dual swords at her lower back.

Upon seeing them enter, Fang Zheng and others stood up, each displaying varied expressions, but no one dared to approach.

The leader, Yun Qingshang, had dominated the Alliance for twenty years, killing countless experts. She was reputed as the Iron-Blooded Asura. Although everyone recognized her, none dared casually greet her. She was completely different from Gao Xuan.

No matter how high Gao Xuan's status, or how ruthless his methods, he was always warm to friends, willing to eat and chat together. But none dared to dine and chat with Yun Qingshang.

Gao Xuan also stood up, smiling at Yun Qingshang, "Timing is everything. You arrived just in time for this meal—Elder Fang's treat, feel free to eat."

Yun Qingshang was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."

Having traversed the vast Star River to see Gao Xuan, her heart suddenly felt at peace.

The various problems and matters seemed insignificant.

Being by Gao Xuan's side was enough; no more words were needed.

Qingyi Fei Ling watched in astonishment. The Overlord of the Alliance, Yun Qingshang, behaved so gently before Gao Xuan, almost endearingly.

This was hard for Qingyi Fei Ling to accept. Yun Qingshang had always been like a War God in her heart. How could a War God act like this...

No one cared what the little girl thought, and Gao Xuan humorously said to Qingyi Fei Niao, "Perfect timing, twenty years ago the Four Saints first gathered, twenty years later we gather again. Hahaha..."

Qingyi Fei Niao bowed deeply to Gao Xuan, "Gao Monarch, long time no see."

Meanwhile, the news of Gao Xuan on Pegasus Star continued to spread outward.

The Evil Gods and powerful figures lurking in the shadows also turned their eyes to Pegasus Star.

All the major forces opposed to the Holy Hall knew that although Yun Qingshang was formidable, the hidden Gao Xuan was even more terrifying.

To destroy the Holy Hall, Gao Xuan must be eliminated first.

Gao Xuan's sudden appearance on Pegasus Star after twenty years gave all opposing forces a glimpse of opportunity.

They had endured twenty years, waiting for this chance!