Since the banquet only had three attendees, Lin Xun cleared all the other tables and put them away.0

He, Feng Qixi, and Liu Yunfeng then gathered around the remaining one, drinking and chatting. It was nightfall, and the moonlight was bright against the backdrop of sparse stars. Hazy mist covered the distant mountain. The atmosphere was harmonious and delightful.0

Feng Qixi had ranked second at the Nine Peaks Dao Contest a thousand years ago. Over the centuries since, she had gotten several opportunities to ascend the path of immortality yet had forcefully turned away from them, for her goal was something much higher.1

Liu Yunfeng was also renowned among the nine peaks for how ruthless he was. He fought almost recklessly like a madman who disregarded his own life and death. As a result, he was notorious even in the Origin Sect as an unrivaled savage.0

Despite their strength, both had found themselves in a rather awkward position after entering Origin Sky Pavilion, facing neglect and being shunned by many other members. While this didn’t affect their cultivation, it still left a bitter taste in their mouths.0

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