The young cultivator seemed to grasp Ye Qin's quiet refusal, the silent denial of changing allegiances to the Sacred Emperor's Palace.

"With your spiritual root potential, advancing in the Sitting in Oblivion Scripture means reaching the ninth stage of the Golden Core within a century should pose no issue. The remaining centuries will grant you ample time to prepare for the Great Heavenly Tribulation, giving you a high chance of ascending to the Nascent Soul stage. Once successful, coupled with the might of Purple Sword Palace's Five Elements Great Sword Array, the Minor Three Oddities Sword Array, and the Eight Trigrams Sword Array, it might not be impossible for you to make a name for yourself throughout the Eastern Sea Cultivation World in the future." The young cultivator pondered for a moment. "Since you are unwilling to pledge allegiance to this Emperor now, I will not press. His gaze flickered, revealing deep calculation.

"The Eastern Sea Cultivation World is far more complex than you imagine; solitary struggle leads nowhere. Within the Cultivation World lie countless ancient secrets and vast territories that you know little about. Do you know what lies at the farthest eastern edge of this ten-million-mile Eastern Sea? Do you know what the distant Western Sea and the ethereal Northern Sea beyond the Eastern Sea truly are? You will become intensely interested in these matters once you reach the Nascent Soul stage. Go back and seriously consider this. In the Cultivation World, everything bows to strength. If you ever possess the capacity to stand alongside this Emperor in strength, this Emperor swears you will not be disadvantaged!"

Ye Qin knew nothing of these matters and could only nod submissively. After a moment's thought, he asked, "Venerable Sacred Emperor, I have long harbored a doubt that has puzzled me endlessly! I wonder if you could enlighten me." "Speak!" "When you underwent your tribulation in the underground palace of the Central Continent, did you break through the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage and enter—" Ye Qin asked cautiously. Being imprisoned in an underground palace by other cultivators was a profoundly humiliating matter.

"Haha, that is no secret. I had indeed reached the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage and was undergoing the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation within the underground palace, stepping into the higher Spirit Transformation realm. However, I only remained in that state for an extremely brief period." '”'“』After my great tribulation, before I could even recover my vital energy, I was ambushed by those hateful old thieves from the Heavenly Dao Alliance and the Heavenly Demon Alliance, causing me to fall back to the late Nascent Soul stage. Nevertheless, although my cultivation regressed to the late Nascent Soul stage, my lifespan was still defying the heavens—it doubled. Hmph, the Sect Masters and titans who were my enemies in the past have either long since been buried in the loess, or their whereabouts are unknown, yet I still live on."

The young cultivator toyed with the cup in his hand.

In the private room, Ye Qin, Shi Hanyang, and more than a dozen other Golden Core cultivators gazed upon the Sacred Emperor's avatar with faces full of reverence. The Nascent Soul stage was already an unreachable, heaven-defying height for them.

And the Spirit Transformation realm, which surpassed the Nascent Soul stage, was a height they could only look up to like an insurmountable mountain. At least in the Eastern Sea Cultivation World, it was a realm that existed only in legend. They could not possibly imagine it.

"I recently received a piece of intelligence. A retired titan from the Heavenly Demon Alliance, who was once my mortal enemy, seems to have appeared in the Sea of Blood, leaving traces. My true self has personally gone to the Sea of Blood to pursue his whereabouts, to see if he is dead or alive, and to uncover more clues. I will not let such an irreconcilable feud pass so easily," the young cultivator murmured, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes. An immense spiritual pressure burst forth momentarily, causing the Golden Core cultivators in the room to break out in cold sweat. Ye Qin's heart jolted inwardly—the Sacred Emperor's true body went to the Sea of Blood?!

This meant the Sacred Emperor's true body had also broken free from the Central Continent's underground palace and come to the Eastern Sea. The Sacred Emperor's true body possessed the cultivation of the peak ninth stage of the Nascent Soul, vastly superior to this mid-Nascent Soul Lotus Avatar.

Ye Qin did not linger in the number one luxurious private room for long. After some idle chat, he took his leave.

The enmity between the Sacred Emperor and the Sect Masters of the Heavenly Dao Alliance and the titans of the Heavenly Demon Alliance was not something he should interfere with. Otherwise, if he was careless, he, a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, among a group of Nascent Soul cultivators, would only be cannon fodder.

In that number one room, he sat as if needles were pricking him, wishing to leave sooner rather than later. Returning to private room number nine, Ye Qin and the other cultivators were about to continue watching the rest of the auction, wondering what spiritual treasures were coming next.

A Golden Core cultivator from the Purple Sword Palace then hurried to the outside of room nine and reported in a low voice, "Elder Ye, the Grand Elder and the Palace Master have sent word! They require you to return to the palace immediately for an urgent discussion!" Ye Qin was surprised. He did not ask what the matter was. If it were truly urgent, ordinary Golden Core cultivators would not be privy to it.

He did not wait for the Heavenly Dao Pavilion's auction to proceed. He excused himself from Grandmaster Sun and Manager Jiang, leaving the Heavenly Dao Pavilion with Huangfu Bing'er, Bai Xiuer, Yan Xuan, Shen Bao, and others. Huangfu Bing'er and the others went directly to the Green Elixir Workshop. Ye Qin went alone to the Purple Sword Palace.

At the Purple Sword Palace, everything inside and outside the complex seemed normal, with no visible abnormalities. Ye Qin hurried into the main hall of the Purple Sword Palace, opening an underground passage. He discovered the atmosphere here was tense.

Guards at the late Golden Core stage, rarely seen in such numbers, were deployed in tight checkpoints, preventing cultivators from approaching the main hall.

Ye Qin, filled with puzzlement, descended several hundred zhang into the underground passage, arriving at a sealed cultivation chamber. Only when truly important matters arose would the Palace Master and the Elders convene in this safest location.

Inside the room, Palace Master Zhou Yu and Grand Elder Zhou Hong, along with several other Elders—Zhou Xiang, Zhou Rui, and Zhou Rong—the five Nascent Soul ancestors, were already seated on their respective meditation cushions in this secret chamber. They usually cultivated quietly within the palace and rarely went out, so they had arrived earlier than Ye Qin. Including Ye Qin, who had just arrived, all six high-level cultivators of the Purple Sword Palace were present. "Elder Ye, you have arrived! Take a seat, we were just waiting for you!" Palace Master Zhou said with a faint smile. "Palace Master, Venerable Elders!" Ye Qin performed a salute, sat down on a simple cushion in the austere cultivation room, and asked with confusion, "What has happened?"

"Since the high command of our Purple Sword Palace is fully assembled, let me state the urgent matter directly. I have just received several crucial pieces of intelligence. The five Sect Masters of the Heavenly Dao Alliance held a Sect Master-level meeting to discuss the issue of the Northern Sect Master."

Palace Master Zhou spoke slowly, "The current Northern Sect Master, Sect Master Yu, revealed that he has only thirty years of lifespan remaining. This means that in ten years, when he reaches the end of his life, he will step down!" "Currently, four great Immortal Palaces have submitted requests to the Heavenly Dao Alliance to contend for the position of the Heavenly Dao Alliance's Northern Sect Master. These include our Purple Sword Palace, Shang Tang Palace, Wan Luo Palace, and Wu Si Er Palace." "However, the candidates from the four Immortal Palaces have relatively similar strength and prestige; none are willing to yield to the others. Therefore, after deliberation, the five Sect Masters of the Heavenly Dao Alliance have made a decision: each Immortal Palace will dispatch troops to the Sea of Blood, and the final decision for the Northern Sect Master position will be determined by the merit accumulated. To put it plainly, the Immortal Palace that cuts down the most Demon Cultivator heads will have its Palace Master take charge of the Northern Sect Master position. Even if it's not one of the four great Immortal Palaces, any who meet the requirements can take over the position." Grand Elder Zhou Hong and the others seemed to have known this news already, showing no shock.

Ye Qin, however, was stunned and exclaimed, "Those are only Demon Cultivators who have reached the Nascent Soul level and transformed into human form! Each one is extremely difficult to deal with. To kill such a large number of Demon Cultivators—won't this trigger an Immortal-Demon War?" "That is correct. The intention of the five Sect Masters of the Heavenly Dao Alliance is indeed to proactively initiate an Immortal-Demon War, advance into the Sea of Blood, and prepare to mobilize forces against the demons."

Palace Master Zhou stated, "This is related to the overall situation of the current Cultivation World. Our Eastern Sea cultivators are growing daily, and our territory is continuously expanding eastward, pressing close to the Sea of Blood. There are too many cultivators, but not enough spiritual islands. To acquire more spiritual islands, we must advance east and occupy the Sea of Blood." "If the Immortal-Demon War is won, that is good, but what if this war fails?" Ye Qin suppressed the shock in his heart and asked. "Fail?..." "These surplus cultivators will be buried in the Sea of Blood. It will also significantly alleviate the pressure on spirit stone supply, ensuring that internal chaos does not arise due to spirit stone scarcity." Grand Elder Zhou Hong stated indifferently.

"This is no longer just a matter for the Heavenly Dao Alliance; it also concerns the Heavenly Demon Alliance. It is not something one cultivator can decide. The five great titans of the Heavenly Demon Alliance also held a titan assembly and agreed to this decision. This means the entire Eastern Sea Cultivation World will launch a comprehensive assault against the demon race, aiming to occupy the Sea of Blood."

Palace Master Zhou shook his head, looking quite helpless. "This war is unavoidable. We can only submit to the decision of the five great Sect Masters and the five great Titans. This is top-secret information, only accessible to cultivators at the Elder level and above in the Immortal Palaces; it cannot be leaked."

"Additionally, Shang Tang, Wan Luo, and Wu Si Er Palaces have decided to send a batch of Golden Core cultivators ahead of time into the Sea of Blood. Our Purple Sword Immortal Palace cannot lag behind. Speaking of which, our Purple Sword Palace possesses a Kui Niu Drum, which, when used at the critical moment, can achieve unexpected effects, even reversing the situation. It can be considered an advantage."

"There is also news regarding the Sacred Emperor. We received intelligence from the Central Continent that the Sacred Emperor has left the underground Sacred Emperor Palace and has recruited a group of capable subordinates. The Sacred Emperor's people have already appeared in the Eastern Sea, causing everyone who hears of it to turn pale." Palace Master Zhou continued. "If this news is true, the Eastern Sea might be on the verge of a massive upheaval. When chaos erupts, even hidden titans will emerge."

Grand Elder Zhou Hong sighed, "However, the Sacred Emperor does not dare to make an enemy of the entire Eastern Sea Cultivation World. Otherwise, if he could be killed once a thousand years ago, he can be killed a second time a thousand years later." "Forget it, let's not dwell on this. In any case, our Purple Sword Palace has no particular grievances with the Sacred Banquet."

Palace Master Zhou smiled, "I have decided to dispatch a contingent of Golden Core cultivators, under the guise of 'training,' to enter the Sea of Blood in large numbers early on to establish several strongholds. We will begin planning now, laying groundwork for the potential Immortal-Demon War and the contest for the Heavenly Dao Alliance Northern Sect Master position."

"Elder Ye, to avoid arousing too much suspicion, the cultivators we dispatch initially will all be Golden Core cultivators. How about you lead a contingent of fifty Purple Sword Palace Golden Core cultivators into the Sea of Blood?"

Ye Qin thought for a moment and replied, "I have been in secluded cultivation for thirty years and truly need some external tempering. I will lead the team. However, what is the objective of this mission?"

"It is simple. Primarily, it is to gather detailed intelligence on the Sea of Blood and draw an updated, precise map of the region. The map the Purple Sword Palace currently possesses was updated every hundred years, making it very outdated. As for killing Demon Cultivators, that is not your assignment; that is for myself and the four great Elders to handle personally," Palace Master Zhou stated calmly, his expression resolute.

At the Green Elixir Workshop. When Ye Qin returned, it was already late at night. "Husband, the Palace Master and Elders summoned you—what happened?"

Huangfu Bing'er and the others were somewhat anxious. As soon as they saw Ye Qin return, they immediately inquired. She knew that if it wasn't a major issue, the high command of the Purple Sword Palace would not have gathered, especially so late.

"The five Sect Masters of the Heavenly Dao Alliance and the five great Titans of the Heavenly Demon Alliance have decided to march into the Sea of Blood to slaughter the demon race. The Immortal-Demon War, which has been anticipated for ten thousand years, is likely to erupt. The Palace Master and Grand Elder hope I will lead a team into the Sea of Blood, and I have already agreed."

Ye Qin did not hide anything. "I have been in secluded cultivation for thirty years. To strive for the Nascent Soul stage, I must undergo extensive tempering. Otherwise, insufficient tempering leads to an unstable mind, making it difficult to pass the great tribulation. I cannot achieve the Nascent Soul Dao!" Huangfu Bing'er was greatly shocked, and only after a long moment did she say, "If you must go, we will go together!"

"Mmm," Ye Qin looked at Bing'er's delicate face and nodded seriously.

Bing'er's cultivation had never been far behind his own; it was only due to her less powerful primordial spirit artifact that she seemed slightly behind.

This journey of tempering was not in the safe waters of the Eastern Sea, but in the extremely perilous Sea of Blood, where even Nascent Soul cultivators could lose their lives at any moment.

This tempering would likely be a hundred times more difficult and dangerous than any previous one. He wasn't entirely confident, but he couldn't refuse. He could only proceed with extreme caution. "Even if we fall, we will fall together."

A few days later.

A contingent of thirty Golden Core cultivators from the Purple Sword Palace set off at dawn, without alerting anyone, heading directly for Linhai City. This group consisted entirely of mid-to-late stage Golden Core cultivators. After half a month of flying, they arrived at Linhai City.

Linhai City was a small city, yet it was exceptionally busy. It housed many large-scale teleportation arrays that could directly penetrate into the heartlands of the Sea of Blood, leading to various strongholds—bases established by cultivators deep within the Sea of Blood over long periods.

Of course, such a large group of mid-to-late stage Golden Core cultivators from the Purple Sword Palace was too conspicuous and inconvenient for gathering detailed intelligence or mapping the Sea of Blood. They had to split into smaller teams.

Ye Qin and Huangfu Bing'er formed one small team. The remaining Golden Core cultivators from the Purple Sword Palace split into teams of two or three and teleported directly to various strongholds within the Sea of Blood.

A gradually brightening, dazzling light enveloped the large teleportation array in Linhai City.

The high-grade spirit stones at the corners of the array were rapidly consuming their spiritual energy. As the dazzling white light reached its peak, Ye Qin, Huangfu Bing'er, and the more than ten Golden Core cultivators inside the large array vanished together.

After the white light subsided, Ye Qin opened his eyes.

He, Huangfu Bing'er, and the other dozen or so Golden Core cultivators who had teleported with them appeared in an open-air, large-scale teleportation array. These individuals were not cultivators from the Purple Sword Palace but from other Immortal Palaces.

"Ancient Warship!" Ye Qin ascended tens of zhang into the air, quickly surveying the surrounding environment, and was clearly stunned. They were standing on the deck of a colossal ancient warship. This ancient warship was grounded on the beach of an inconspicuous island in the sea.

The hull was listing, several hundred zhang high and a thousand zhang long, while the towering main and secondary masts were leaning to one side, with more than ten massive, brown sails hanging from them, almost tattered by the howling sea wind.

Just by looking at the vibrant moss and mottled rust covering the ship's body, one could tell how ancient this warship was.

On both sides of the hull were hundreds of cannon ports, large and small, with a few ferocious bronze cannon turrets jutting out halfway.

When Ye Qin saw these turrets, he was suddenly shocked. He had seen this type of weapon in the underground Sacred Emperor Palace—they were heavy Sky-Shattering Cannons! One shot was the least of it for killing a Golden Core cultivator. A simultaneous volley from these hundreds of heavy Sky-Shattering Cannons would be something even a Nascent Soul cultivator could not withstand.

"It seems this is the 'Ancient Warship Stronghold,' one of the hundreds of teleportation points established by Eastern Sea cultivators in the Sea of Blood," Huangfu Bing'er said, looking out at the vast, silent sea. Ye Qin nodded.

"It is said that this ancient warship is a colossal divine ability ancient artifact; it can sail on the sea, stealth beneath the waves, and fly in the sky. It is equipped with heavy Sky-Shattering Cannons capable of killing Demon Cultivators." "During the last Immortal-Demon War, these large warships served as the mounts for Nascent Soul ancestors and were immensely prestigious." "Unfortunately, this warship has been abandoned for over ten thousand years and is useless now."

Many Golden Core cultivators like Ye Qin and Huangfu Bing'er, arriving here for the first time, clicked their tongues in amazement at the imposing sight of the ancient warship.

Several seasoned cultivators among those teleported with them—who had been here before—left the large teleportation array on the deck and quickly flew toward an entrance in the middle section of the warship that led into the hull.

Ye Qin and Huangfu Bing'er exchanged a look and swiftly followed.

The scene inside the main cabin was somewhat unexpected for the two of them. The interior space of the main cabin was vast, and the layout seemed quite complete, showing none of the dilapidation seen outside. Many cultivators bustled back and forth, making the place quite lively. Even more surprising was the powerful spiritual pressure fluctuations faintly emanating from various parts of the ship—there were quite a number of Nascent Soul-level cultivators present!

"The Sea of Blood is truly extraordinary. This single stronghold alone hosts about a dozen Nascent Soul ancestors rarely seen elsewhere. No wonder entry requires mid-stage Golden Core cultivation or higher," Huangfu Bing'er murmured, sensing the astonishing spiritual pressures.

Ye Qin smiled in response, "The Sea of Blood is a place of fierce danger, frequently patrolled by Demon Cultivators. Any Demon Cultivator who can take human form is at least at the tenth level. If there weren't multiple Nascent Soul ancestors stationed here, this Ancient Warship Stronghold would likely have been seized long ago."

As Ye Qin spoke, he looked around. Above the entrances to several side cabins lining the main cabin walls, there were shop signs such as "Spirit Elixir Pavilion" and "Artifact Refining Workshop." Uniformly, in the lower right corner of each sign, there was a triangular crimson emblem featuring the pattern of churning, angry waves—a symbol entirely different from the emblems of the Heavenly Dao Alliance or the Heavenly Demon Alliance.

Just as Ye Qin was curious, a short, stout Golden Core cultivator approached them, his face beaming with a smile. "Are you two here in the Sea of Blood for the first time? I am Daoist Qian, a cultivator from the Blood Commerce Alliance. May I introduce this place to you? It only costs one mid-grade spirit stone." "Earning a mid-grade spirit stone just for speaking a few words—that’s a good business model!" Having not traveled with Ye Qin for long, even though they were entering this dangerous place, Huangfu Bing'er was quite happy. Seeing the stout cultivator's amiable appearance, she suppressed a smile and transmitted her voice to Ye Qin.

A mid-grade spirit stone was no small sum for a Golden Core cultivator, but Ye Qin was not stingy. He took a spirit stone from his storage pouch and handed it over to Daoist Qian. "My apologies for the trouble, Brother Qian."

Daoist Qian took the spirit stone, and his smile deepened. "You must be curious about that crimson emblem, right? That is the symbol of our Blood Commerce Alliance. This Alliance is a trading organization independent of the Heavenly Dao Alliance and the Heavenly Demon Alliance. We do not occupy territories or spiritual islands, only conducting trade within the Sea of Blood. This ancient warship is one of the trade strongholds under our Alliance. Cultivators who come and go often resupply materials at these strongholds, or sell items they have harvested in the Sea of Blood. No matter what item you seek, you can find something in our Alliance."

"However, remember one thing: fighting is strictly forbidden within this stronghold. Otherwise, late-stage Golden Core ship guards, or even Nascent Soul ancestors, will intervene. The captain of this ship is a mid-stage Nascent Soul ancestor."

As he was speaking, several more Golden Core cultivators entered through the entrance behind Ye Qin. Judging by their attire, they were cultivators from the Shang Tang Palace. Upon seeing Ye Qin and the others talking to the side, they paused briefly, a hint of anger flickering across their faces, which soon morphed into expressions of strange amusement.

"Oh, isn't this Elder Ye of the Purple Sword Palace? What a rare sight, what a rare sight! Elder Ye, who has been hunkered down for thirty years, is actually out and about today? Fellow disciples, why don't you come and greet Elder Ye!"

When enemies meet, their eyes burn with envy. Although Ye Qin did not consider Shang Tang Palace an enemy, the accumulated resentment from the Shang Tang Palace cultivators was not a matter of just one or two days. Not to mention that Ye Qin had just severely embarrassed the Shang Tang Palace cultivators at the Heavenly Dao Alliance auction recently. Now that they arrived as a team of five, seeing Ye Qin and Bing'er alone in the chaotic and dangerous Sea of Blood, the late-stage Golden Core cultivator leading the Shang Tang Palace group could hardly restrain himself from uttering sarcasm.

The Shang Tang Palace cultivators burst into loud laughter, and while laughing, they stared coldly at Ye Qin and Bing'er. Judging by their demeanor, if they hadn't known that fighting was forbidden in this stronghold, they would have already made a move.

Huangfu Bing'er’s delicate eyebrows furrowed. If these people spoke ill of her, she could perhaps choose to ignore it, but to insult her husband—that ignited a flame of anger she could scarcely contain. However, having only just learned the rules of this place, and lacking skill in verbal sparring, she felt somewhat stifled. Ye Qin sensed Bing'er’s mood and gently squeezed her hand as a comfort. “I hope that when we meet in the outside world in the future, we may still hear such ‘fine tidings’ from everyone!”

Ye Qin also had no desire to squabble over these petty victories with men who were already near death. Thus, he tossed out a nonchalant remark and walked with Bing’er toward the entrance of a secondary cabin named "Xianniang Zhai" (Immortal Brew House). “Hey, wait up, you two! I haven’t finished introducing everyone yet!” Daoist Qian called out loudly and hurried after them.

“Hey, is that fat cultivator the administrator for everything in this outpost? Could you introduce us to a few people? We’ll pay double the usual fee!” a cultivator from Shangtang Palace quickly hailed them upon seeing the situation.

Unexpectedly, Daoist Qian didn't even look back. “Hah! You dare call me fat? I dabble in every trade, but I absolutely refuse to do business with foul-mouthed people like you! Go outside and wash your mouths in the Sea of Blood before daring to approach me again!”

The person who shouted was stunned by Daoist Qian’s harsh reply, his face turning ashen with rage, his body trembling, yet he was utterly helpless. As long as this man remained within the outpost, he was perfectly safe, even with only a mid-stage Golden Core cultivation, and he clearly cared nothing for offending a few visiting cultivators.

Someone beside the leader of the Shangtang Palace group asked displeasedly, “Senior Brother Du Ran, why don’t we provoke that Ye fellow into coming out and giving him a good lesson?”

Du Ran sneered, “Foolish. What significance is there in merely teaching him a lesson? He possesses an Elder Token from the Purple Sword Palace. If the holder dies and the news leaks, the Purple Sword Palace will certainly be enraged. Unless we have absolute certainty in seizing that Elder Token, we shouldn’t act directly, lest it provoke a conflict between the Immortal Palaces and the Purple Sword Palace. That would only drain our respective strengths, allowing the Wanluo Palace to profit by seizing the position of Northern Alliance Leader.”

“Then, are we just going to let him go? Is the face of our Shangtang Palace just going to be wiped away so easily? This Ye fellow is renowned for his patience; he can hide in the Purple Sword Palace for thirty years! This opportunity is rare, Senior Brother!” The others, hearing this, were still indignant and pressed their opinions.

“Hmph, why are you rushing? I only said we shouldn't act directly. Since he dared to come to the Sea of Blood, he shouldn't expect to return alive. Those rogue cultivators treasure-hunting in the Sea of Blood must be quite interested in a lone Golden Core Elder from the Immortal Palace!” “Ah, Senior Brother Du Ran is indeed thoughtful!”

After saying this, Du Ran laughed loudly, cast a chilling glance in the direction Ye Qin had gone, and then turned toward the entrance of a secondary cabin marked only with the image of a dripping, broken sword on its plaque. The other Shangtang Palace cultivators quickly followed, fawning over him.

Meanwhile, Ye Qin and the girl entered Xianniang Zhai, not for drinking, but because taverns were the easiest places to glean needed information. However, what they saw before them struck them as utterly novel and peculiar.

Because this ancient warship was grounded on the beach, its hull was listing slightly. All the occupants were cultivators at the Golden Core level or above, so walking posed no impediment, but the arrangement of objects certainly did.

Directly ahead of the secondary cabin, fixed against the wall, was a colossal brass wine vat, filled to near the ceiling with low-grade spirit brew.

From above the tilted vat, several copper piping systems ran directly to each wine table, descending toward the center of the table. The dispensing spouts were crafted into exquisite small bronze beasts; with a light press, streams of rich, crimson spirit wine would flow out in a gentle murmur.

Several Golden Core cultivators were currently drawing and tasting the wine. The secondary cabin was instantly suffused with spiritual energy, and coupled with the sight before them, it was truly a wondrous spectacle!

Just then, Daoist Qian, who had been stopped for a word by someone at the entrance earlier, also hurried up and immediately said, “You two, I have some important intelligence. I wonder if you might be interested?”