Chapter 778: Offering of Goodwill

This completely baffled Sun Zimei.

It was the first time he had ever encountered someone so shameless.

It made him extremely uncomfortable.

He had made so many preparations and schemed behind the scenes, all just to make Yi Feng lose face.

But now, it felt like he had thrown a punch only to hit cotton.

Just like that, he watched as Yi Feng walked away with a beaming smile.

"Hmph!"

"Let's go!"

Sun Zimei's face twitched, and he left with a dark expression.

After returning to the Elder Hall, he had just sat down when a servant came to report.

"Elder Sun, elders from over thirty sects, including Tianmen Sect, Baixin Sect, Luori Temple, and Tianren Sect, are requesting an audience," the servant knelt on the ground and hurriedly said.

"What?"

Sun Zimei, who had been preoccupied with thoughts of how to deal with Yi Feng, stood up abruptly upon hearing this news.

His face was filled with disbelief.

Tianmen Sect, Baixin Sect, Luori Temple?

Elders from over thirty sects are requesting an audience?

What's going on?

This immediately made Sun Zimei both anxious and nervous.

Putting aside the sheer number, just considering sects like Luori Temple and Tianmen Valley—although they are subordinate sects to the Tianba Sect, their overall strength far surpasses that of the Bailian Sect.

They're not even on the same level.

Yet now, they've all come to the Bailian Sect and are requesting an audience. What could they possibly want?

Sun Zimei quickly summoned the other elders.

Then, with a sense of trepidation, the group hurried to the reception hall.

When they arrived, sure enough, thirty to forty elders from various sects were already waiting there.

"Hahaha, Sun Zimei greets all the elders," Sun Zimei forced a calm demeanor as he greeted everyone.

But perhaps facing elders from over thirty different sects made his subconscious actions betray his inner panic.

His body slightly hunched, revealing his unease.

After all, it was unprecedented for so many sects to visit the Bailian Sect at once.

However, the others were even more courteous than Sun Zimei.

As Sun Zimei greeted them, the other elders simultaneously stood up.

"Aiya, Elder Sun, why are you being so polite? There's no need for such formality!"

The thirty-plus elders rushed over to Sun Zimei, crowding around him and helping him straighten up from his slight bow.

This scene left Sun Zimei utterly flabbergasted.

What... what is going on?

Among these people, he had interacted with some before, especially those from the sects stronger than the Bailian Sect. Normally, they would look down their noses at him.

But this wasn't even the most confusing part.

After the initial pleasantries, the thirty-plus elders eagerly took out storage rings and respectfully presented them.

"Elder Sun!"

"These are some treasures our sect obtained from last year's secret realm expedition. There are quite a few good things inside!"

"Elder Sun, these are pills specially crafted by our sect's alchemist. As you know, our alchemist has quite a reputation."

"Elder Sun, please, you must accept this."

The thirty-plus elders competed to speak, each presenting their storage rings filled with treasures.

As Sun Zimei stared at the storage rings, each brimming with treasures, he was at a loss for words. Before he could even respond, the elders began to take their leave.

"Haha, Elder Sun, we shall take our leave now."

With that, they ignored Sun Zimei's confusion and attempts to stop them, simply departing.

After all, they knew perfectly well that when currying favor with such a supreme expert, talking too much was pointless.

All that was needed was to offer their goodwill. No extra words were necessary.