Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

"I second the motion!"

"I also agree!"

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On the sect side, many people immediately came together to support Zhao Shuo.

Previously, they suffered miserably from the list set up by Chu Tian. A power list exposed the respective strengths of their sects, and a genius list directly caused them to lose a large number of their best disciples.

They hated Chu Tian so much that they wished he would die immediately.

As long as Chu Tian dies and those lists disappear, no one will be able to grasp the specific strength of their sect, and the disciples they secretly trained will not be assassinated and die young.

Xia Yun sat on the dragon chair and felt helpless. These guys were shouting with great joy, and their ignorance was terrifying.

With Chu Tian's strength, even if she reached the transcendent realm, she would not dare to say that she could see clearly, so she would cripple Chu Tian's cultivation? Who dares? Who will?

He was about to end this farce, but before he could speak, Chu Tian took out his jade slip from the storage ring.

"Your jade slip is indeed what you said, but it is your name written on it, not mine."

Zhao Shuo glanced at Chu Tian coldly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"Don't worry about whose name is written on it. Everyone who came here today received exactly the same jade slips. Only the names and sect orders are different. Everything else is exactly the same. Is it possible that you still want to say that you

The jade slips are different from ours?"

In response, Chu Tian just smiled indifferently, without saying anything else, and directly threw the jade slip that Yu Zheng brought over yesterday.

Zhao Shuo took it, opened it directly, and then read it directly without looking at it.

"Little lady..."

Just after he read the first few words, Zhao Shuo's face froze, and his pupils were full of shock and confusion.

Even the people on the side looked at Zhao Shuo with the same expression, frowning at him, thinking that he had pronounced it wrong.

The dignified empress of the Wu Ming Kingdom called herself a "little girl" in the jade slips? How is this possible!

Everyone immediately gathered behind Zhao Shuo and stared at the jade slip in his hand.

"My little girl Xia Yun has specially invited Mr. Chu Tian, ​​the master of Tianji Pavilion, to come to the Imperial City Palace tomorrow to attend the Wuming Conference. If you can come, my little girl will be extremely grateful."

Looking at the words on the jade slips, everyone felt as if their brains had been kicked hard.

These words did not look like they were written to their superior empress, but the handwriting happened to be from the same hand as the jade slips in their hands.

For a moment, everyone was a little confused. They didn't know what to do, so they had no choice but to turn their attention to Xia Yun on the dragon chair.

Xia Yun, on the other hand, didn't seem to think there was anything hard to admit, and nodded towards everyone without the slightest hesitation.

"Yes, this letter was written by me. There is no specific time. In other words, the master of the pavilion can come whenever he wants."

After saying that, she looked at everyone, her eyes still full of majesty, seeming to be telling them that although her attitude towards Chu Tian was very humble, to them, she was still a generation of empress!

Seeing that Xia Yun had said this herself, everyone didn't know what to say, so they all backed away from Zhao Shuo and returned to their original positions, leaving Zhao Shuo alone to face Chu Tian.

After Zhao Shuo saw the contents of the invitation letter, he also understood the empress' attitude towards Chu Tian and knew that it was basically impossible for him to mess with Chu Tian.

Therefore, Zhao Shuo, who originally had a righteous look on his face, suddenly smiled and waved his hand towards Chu Tian.

"Misunderstanding, Pavilion Master, this is a misunderstanding."