"It seems the people from the God Temple haven't arrived yet, or perhaps they are lurking in the shadows."
Qin Jun pondered that regardless of whether the people from the God Temple had come or not, he would wait until after the Heavenly Convention to see how things unfolded.
Perhaps this was karmic retribution. The forced summoning of a True Immortal Realm expert back then had led to a series of compulsory tasks thereafter.
As Qin Jun let his mind wander, he ascended the stairs.
Upon reaching the bustling first floor, he and Earth Traveler Monkey found an empty table to sit at. After ordering the best spiritual wine and dishes from the waiter, they began to chat casually.
The cultivators at the other tables were all very excited, and their conversations revolved almost exclusively around tonight's banquet for the outstanding talents.
"Jin Wuhui arrived in the Holy City yesterday. It's said that he has sparred with the Qilin's son, but the outcome is unknown."
