The layout of the banquet was arranged in a way where people serviced themselves. Next to a wine tower composed of crystal glasses, several cultivators were calmly standing around, their eyes cool and collected. Even if formidable factions from all over were gathered here today, they still emanated an atmosphere of pride. As cultivators from the Immortal Sect, no matter where they were in the Land of Divinity and Demons, they would still possess this innate prestige!

At this moment, hearing a sound, several put their wine glasses down and looked towards the entrance of the banquet hall. They looked up at the entrance. Amongst them was a young female cultivator. Her status wasn’t too high within the Immortal Sect, but a strange light flashed in the depths of her eyes. At this time, she seemed to sense something and her eyebrows furrowed a little. She looked across the hall at a slightly blue face and a hint of dignity appeared in her features.

Across from her was a long table. Atop the pure white and soft tablecloth were numerous beautifully arranged and fragrant dishes. There were precious and exquisite utensils placed all around, but now everything was a mess. Four black-clothed cultivators sat splayed in their seats, occupying the entire long table. From beginning to end they never greeted anyone and were eating earnestly with great gusto.

When the female cultivator from the Immortal Sect looked up, the black-clothed youth sitting in the lead seat smiled brightly at her. He grabbed a golden yellow and crisp roasted lamb leg and took a great bite from it. With his other grease-stained hand he lifted a wine glass to express his sincere greetings.

“Humph!” The female cultivator coldly glared at him. She looked away, no longer paying attention to his provocation.

To dare be so dissolute at today’s event and eat and drink so freely...