The Unparalleled Sword Emperor Chapter 3114 - 3089: Snake Patterned Table

When Lin Bai became a Guest Official, he received a map of the Poison Mountain Range, so now he followed the map and reached Yun Tian Peak in just half an hour from the Guest Quarters of the Poison God Clan.

Upon arriving at Yun Tian Peak, Lin Bai was stunned by the scene before him.

The entire Yun Tian Peak was filled with warriors.

Dense, obscuring the sky and sun.

Wherever there was a patch of open ground, there was a warrior.

Xu Li remarked, "It seems that this banquet has surprised even those disciples of the Poison God Clan who remained sequestered in retreat."

"However, it seems the Poison God Clan intentionally organized it so that only warriors in the Wending realm can ascend to the summit, while those in the Death Reversal realm must remain halfway up."

Upon hearing Xu Li’s words, Lin Bai looked around and saw that the entire Yun Tian Peak was occupied by warriors in the Death Reversal realm.

Not a single warrior in the Wending realm was in sight.

With Lin Bai’s gaze moving upwards, he noticed that the top of Yun Tian Peak had been leveled by a single sword strike.

"What a formidable sword strike!" Lin Bai marveled at the peak leveled by one sword stroke, with a terrifying sword intention still surging from it.

Xu Li also glanced there, softly noting, "This must be the sword skill of the guard beside the Seventeenth Prince; only he could have such sword skills."

Lin Bai curiously asked, "Does Brother Xu Li seem to know who struck the mountain top with one sword?"

Xu Li said, "The disciples of the Poison God Clan do not practice sword art, and even if a few do, they absolutely cannot recognize such an astounding sword intention."

"Therefore, it can only be one possibility; the peak-leveling warrior must be an outsider sword cultivator."

"Currently within the Poison God Clan, being an outsider and a strong sword cultivator, there’s only one person."

"And that would be the guard beside the Seventeenth Prince, Mo Wenshen, one of the Eighteen Immortals of Peach Mountain back in the day!"

"His sword skill back then could rival Fu Qingshuang and Lin..."

At this point, Xu Li’s voice abruptly halted, followed by a smile, not elaborating further.

"Anyway, Mo Wenshen’s sword skill is very strong," Xu Li chuckled.

Lin Bai naturally knew what the unfinished "Lin" referred to in Xu Li’s words.

Since Xu Li didn’t speak further, Lin Bai didn’t inquire more.

He simply glanced at the peak and calmly remarked, "Mo Wenshen is here too."

Lin Bai was always somewhat ambiguous about Mo Wenshen.

This person seems to have some considerable grievances with Lan Ling; both were among the Eighteen Immortals of Peach Mountain, yet their current relationship doesn’t seem so cordial.

Moreover, through multiple interactions with Mo Wenshen, Lin Bai sensed that Mo Wenshen was more foe than friend.

Therefore, Lin Bai was quite resistant towards Mo Wenshen.

But since the matter is not fully understood, this is all just Lin Bai’s speculation.

"Let’s go, Brother Lin Bai, let’s head up," Xu Li gently laughed, as both he and Lin Bai proceeded along the mountain path, eventually reaching the summit.

At the summit leveled by a single sword-stroke, individual small tables were now arranged, each adorned with delicious dishes and fine wine.

Lin Bai saw that numerous Wending realm warriors and Guest Officials were already seated.

Upon Lin Bai and Xu Li’s arrival at the summit, a handsome young man approached, dressed in exquisite rich attire, with a piece of jade at his waist, a treasure sword, and a wine jug.

He approached with a smile, clasping his hands and asking, "I am Sanle, may I ask if you two are here to attend the banquet?"

"Sanle!" Lin Bai and Xu Li immediately narrowed their eyes upon hearing this name.

This person is one of the five princes within the Poison God Clan.

Sanle smiled faintly, "No need to be alarmed, because of the special nature of today, the clan does not allow warriors in the Death Reversal realm to ascend to the summit, so I’ve come to welcome everyone."

Xu Li laughed, "Ah, it’s Prince Sanle, renowned indeed, the two of us are indeed here to attend the banquet."

Sanle laughed, "Since you are here for the banquet, please be seated."

"At this banquet summit, there are three types of tables, with the top left corner of each table adorned with snake patterns, python patterns, and dragon patterns respectively."

"The Python Patterned Tables are specially set up by the Poison God Clan for distinguished guests, so each table will have a warrior seated."

"The Dragon Patterned Tables are reserved for warriors in the Great Perfection of the Wending Realm and the Seventeenth Prince."

"As for the Snake Patterned Tables, you two may freely choose any comfortable place to sit."

"Do you understand?"

Sanle laughed.

Xu Li and Lin Bai nodded slightly, clasped their hands in gratitude.

Then Sanle moved on to entertain the other strong ones who arrived at the summit.

Lin Bai and Xu Li, meanwhile, made their way to some empty tables, noticing that each table’s top left corner was indeed engraved with patterns as Sanle mentioned.

Now Lin Bai and Xu Li slowly moved, searching for a Snake Patterned Table.

Xu Li softly said, "The Dragon Patterned Tables are located at the very center of the plaza, reserved for warriors in the Great Perfection of the Wending Realm and the Seventeenth Prince."

Lin Bai looked up and saw that indeed several Dragon Patterned Tables were arranged at the plaza’s center.

"As for the Python Patterned Tables, they are specially set for guests by the Poison God Clan." Xu Li commented indifferently.

Lin Bai curiously asked, "Who could the guest be?"

Xu Li grimaced, "There are many: the East Continent Academy, the Sword God Family of the Northern Continent, the Buddha from the Western Continent, princes from the Central Holy Nation; any powerful figures from these forces might be distinguished guests for the Poison God Clan."

"As for the Emperor Tribe, the Sword Pavilion Clan, while they may dominate the Southern Continent, they struggle to stand equal to the Poison God Clan."

Lin Bai nodded, "But the forces you mentioned likely won’t easily come to the Southern Continent; any guests from the Poison God Clan must be warriors from the Southern Continent."

"Exactly, thus to be honored as guests by the Poison God Clan, there’s only one place," Xu Li whispered.

Lin Bai curiously asked, "Where?"

Xu Li softly replied, "The Southern Continent Ancestral Temple, known to observe the ancient, foresee the future!"

Lin Bai’s eyes lit up, "Warriors from the Ancestral Temple?"

"Only warriors from the Ancestral Temple would command respect from the Poison God Clan." Xu Li noted, eyeing the Python Patterned Table, "But it seems there’s only one table, indicating that only one warrior from the Southern Continent Ancestral Temple arrived?"

"Who could it be?"

"’Heavenly Lord Not Looking’ or ’Heavenly Lord Not Listening’..."

Xu Li speculated with gleaming eyes.

"Heavenly Lords? What are they?" Lin Bai curiously inquired, looking at Xu Li.