At the very center of the plaza was the main table, the most distinguished seat in the entire venue.
Elder Qingxuan was forcibly pulled by Lin Yuan to the main seat. The table was filled with treasured meats from Free Valley, fine wine from Spirit Valley, and mountain spiritual vegetables—a dazzling array of cultivation supplements, showing great hospitality.
Elder Qingxuan had long lived in seclusion in the Myriad Spirits Ancient Forest, feeding on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, drinking morning dew and eating spiritual fruits, and had long grown accustomed to a simple and bland cultivation diet.
For the human race’s heavy, oily, salty, and meat-based spirits, it was ultimately hard to adapt.
But the kindness was hard to refuse. Unwilling to let down Lin Yuan and the people of Free Valley, he could only pick up a few plates of sweet wild mountain vegetables and chew slowly, his manner calm and elegant.
After several rounds of drinks, the atmosphere grew stronger. Amidst the lively banquet, Elder Qingxuan slowly put down his jade chopsticks.
The gentle warmth in his eyes gradually faded, his expression turned serious and solemn, and the relaxed aura around him suddenly sank, striking his core, no longer holding a trace of polite pleasantries.
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