Chapter 6400

At the main table in the very center of the square sat the most honored seats of the entire feast.

Elder Cillian was escorted straight to the seat of honor by Nathaniel, whether he intended to sit there or not.

The table before him was packed so full that hardly an inch remained uncovered. Freevale’s finest cuts of meat, spirit-grain wine, mountain spirit greens, and every cultivation tonic they could offer had been laid out before him. They had spared no effort in their welcome.

Elder Cillian had spent countless years in seclusion within Evershade.

He survived on the spiritual essence of heaven and earth, nourished himself with grasses and trees, drank morning dew, and ate spirit fruit. Long ago, he had grown accustomed to the simple, pure diet of a secluded cultivator.

The rich meats of the human race, heavy with oil and salt, along with their strong liquor, were another matter entirely. No matter how lavish the feast appeared, he had never developed a taste for such things.

Still, he could not refuse such heartfelt hospitality. He had no intention of disappointing Nathaniel or the people of Freevale after they had welcomed him so sincerely. As a result, he only selected a few portions of fresh mountain greens, eating slowly and gracefully, every movement calm and refined.