Earlier, when Su Yi threatened him by the entrance to Orchid Terrace, Huan Shaoyou sensed that something was amiss.

A blue-robed youth of unknown origins dared provoke him repeatedly in front of a crowd? That was strange to begin with.

Thus, he'd temporarily chosen to endure.

Now, when he saw Su Yi appear on the central jade platform, Huan Shaoyou was vaguely starting to understand. This guy’s origins obviously aren’t simple!

“Even if you’re the son of the Xia Emperor, you dared become my enemy. I’d still have to kill you,” muttered Huan Shaoyou. He was nothing but smiles, but the depths of his gaze were ruthless and cold.

“Su Yi!” Ge Qian was dressed in apricot-yellow Daoist robes. His eyes widened. “What’s he doing here? He’s even on the central jade platform!”

Ge Qian’s mind buzzed, and his expression shifted erratically. 

He’d long since investigated. Of everyone participating in the Orchid Terrace Dharma Assembly, only he, Yuan Heng, and Yue Shichan were from the Great Zhou.

Of them, Yuan Heng had inherited the same Xuanwu True Essence Sutra as him, and they both used the same Xuanwu Overlord Seal.

This confused and astonished both...