Chapter 541: You need to be taught a lesson

She nodded, smiling at everyone and said, "Thank you all for your concern."

"I'm fine; we should now focus our efforts on preparing for the gathering."

Lu Yuan watched Su Liyan regain her confidence, and he also set aside his worries.

"Hmm, you two go rest a bit."

He turned to address everyone, "Listen up, everyone—the gathering is just a few days away."

"We need to make thorough preparations and find clues to the bone fragments there."

An Luo Feng nodded and said, "Lu Yuan is right; the Black Flame Sect is clearly targeting us this time."

"We need to stay highly vigilant and stand united."

Zi Xi'er looked at Lu Yuan with determined eyes, "No matter what happens, I will stand by your side."

She fears nothing in opposing the Black Flame Sect; all of this is to protect her own clan.

Lu Yuan looked at everyone, moved, cleared his throat, and said, "Good!"

"That's settled. Everyone must ready their own immortal arts and familiarize themselves with their weapons."

"We need to perform outstandingly at the gathering."

Upon hearing Lu Yuan's words, everyone nodded in agreement.

They understood that at this gathering, it was not only about searching for bone fragment clues but also facing various challenges and rivals. Lu Yuan and his companions entered the luxurious banquet hall, before them a splendid sight.

The cultivators wore various splendid immortal robes, and from time to time came cheerful laughter and blessings.

Lu Yuan stood in the crowd, his mind already highly focused.

He attentively listened to the exchanges among the surrounding cultivators, hoping to obtain clues related to the eighth bone fragment.

After all, this gathering has brought together cultivators from all major sects; surely someone among them has come into contact with or heard of the eighth bone fragment.

Just as Lu Yuan was looking for an opportunity, he suddenly sensed a strange aura.

He turned his head and saw a young cultivator arguing with several companions.

"Just stop arguing."

The young cultivator looked at the few people and sneered, "The eighth bone fragment is definitely in the Black Flame Sect's hands—how could it possibly be in anyone else's!"

Upon hearing that, Lu Yuan's heart stirred.

Black Flame Sect?

How could they be connected to the eighth bone fragment?

Could it be that this gathering is also a scheme of the Black Flame Sect?

Keeping a close watch on their conversation, Lu Yuan pondered silently. He stared at the young cultivator and his companions' argument, growing more certain that he needed to keep a close eye on them.

The connection between the Black Flame Sect and the eighth bone fragment gave him a hint of alertness.

He knew this gathering might not just be for celebration; it could very well involve the secret he has been seeking all along.

As Lu Yuan was lost in thought, in a corner of the banquet hall, Zi Xi'er and Mo Di were secretly plotting a plan.

Zi Xi'er wore a cold expression, she took a deep breath, then whispered, "We must act quickly, find the eighth bone fragment and bring it back to the Ziyun Clan."

"Only then can we prevent the Black Flame Sect's plot from succeeding."

Mo Di nodded, "I will assist you with all my strength."

"We have already obtained some clues; we only need further confirmation before we can act."

Just as the two were preparing to leave, a mocking laugh rang out: "Hahaha!"

"Looks like someone wants to pull a little trick."

The two instinctively stopped and looked over.

A tall, burly man stared at Zi Xi'er and Mo Di, his eyes revealing a provocative intent.

This man was none other than True Lord Po Tian, who stared at Zi Xi'er and smiled, "Ziyun Clan chief, do you think only you can interfere in this matter?"

Zi Xi'er lowered her voice, "True Lord Po Tian, we have no intention of opposing you."

"Given the current perilous situation, we merely wish to protect our own interests."

True Lord Po Tian let out a cold snort, "Hmph!"

"After hearing your scheming plots, I will not stand idly by."

"If you want to try to interfere in the Black Flame Sect's affairs, you must first pass my test."

As his words fell, a black flame rose up, transforming into a blazing dragon shape.

The entire banquet hall instantly erupted into turmoil.

Mo Di furrowed his brow slightly, "We don't want to be your enemy, but we won't be intimidated."

Watching the scene where a battle atmosphere was brewing, Lu Yuan weighed his options.

He well knew that clashing with True Lord Po Tian could invite further trouble.

At this moment, keeping a low profile at the gathering is the safest choice.

He calmly looked at True Lord Po Tian, "True Lord Po Tian, I wish to avoid unnecessary conflict."

"Now is not the time; there is no need for any feud between us."

True Lord Po Tian laughed scornfully, "Hmph, you're truly timid as a mouse."

"It seems you lack the courage to accept my challenge."

Lu Yuan gave a faint smile, knowing he would not be shaken by such provocation.

"I am merely being wise."

"Now is not the time; I still have more important matters to attend to." Mo Di sensed the killing intent bursting from True Lord Po Tian's whole body, his eyes turned slightly cold, and the corner of his mouth curled into a faint sneer.

At this moment, Mo Di exuded a powerful kingly aura, as if dragon's might had merged with him.

This sudden dragon's might shocked the entire banquet hall, causing all cultivators to involuntarily retreat a few steps.

"True Lord Po Tian!"

"Do you still remember who I am?"

Mo Di's eyes flashed a cold light, "Mo Di!"

"You old man, you'd better not have forgotten."

Hearing Mo Di's confident and domineering voice, the banquet hall instantly fell silent.

The cultivators watched in astonishment as the two clashed.

Zi Xi'er also felt surprised by Mo Di's display of such strength, and she gave Lu Yuan an affirming look.

Lu Yuan smiled and nodded, having expected this.

True Lord Po Tian gazed at Mo Di with a grim expression.

"How dare you be so rude to me?"

"Looks like you need to be taught a lesson."

Mo Di sneered, "If you have the ability, go ahead and try."

As his words fell, the black flames on True Lord Po Tian flared up again, and his figure turned into a black flame dragon.

The dragon shape rose to the heavens, exhaling endless black flames, like a demon god coalescing.

Mo Di narrowed his dragon eyes and spread his hands.

Dragon aura swirled around him, and behind him a pair of massive golden dragon wings unfolded.

The standoff between the two made everyone feel an invisible tension.

The cultivators nervously watched the battle about to erupt.

Zi Xi'er tightly gripped the cold jade ice shard in her hand, ready to strike at any moment to support Mo Di.

Lu Yuan, meanwhile, gathered his strength, ready to stop the battle from escalating further.

Although the conflict had temporarily subsided, the banquet hall still lingered with an atmosphere of tension and hostility.

The cultivators secretly trembled with fear as they awaited the next storm. The standoff between Mo Di and True Lord Po Tian made the atmosphere in the banquet hall solemn. (End of chapter)