One after the other, the banquet's Sword Cultivators took their turns.0

The bounty from their encounter with the Calamity Bone wasn't much to write home about, with their Sword Aura gains ranging from 20-100 layers at best. For these children from the elite families of the Primordial Ruins, such trifle gains were hardly worth their notice. Still, they were thankful to the Primordial Son for sharing the luck and broadening their horizons, or at least they made a show of it.0

But with each one taking the stage, Song Bomei made a point to introduce them to Liu Yingying, laying it on thick. These young bloods, boasting top-tier Sword Souls, powerful Sword Auras, and superior Sword Rings, were born with silver spoons that could choke a dragon. Liu Yingying, listening in, seemed to be getting drawn into their world, her eyes sparkling with reverence and longing.0

"Song Bomei, your turn! Show the brothers your Sword Soul," called out Huyan Luo from the head seat, smiling and beckoning after about 40 had had their go.0

"With the Primordial Son's favor, how could I refuse?" Song Bomei grinned, glancing over at Liu Yingying.0

She was tipsy, her cheeks flushed with drink,...0