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第一千八百二十二章 寿宴之礼

In the bustling market, there was no restriction on flying or levitation. However, this person seemed to treat it as if it were nothing—either due to a special cultivation technique or because he possessed great supernatural abilities and had specialized magical tools.

After a moment, the light faded, and an elderly cultivator in black robes stepped out. He was around forty years old, with a long scar running from his left forehead over his nose to his mouth.

He looked quite terrifying, especially when he smiled, which made people shudder involuntarily.

His cultivation level was also not low; he exuded an aura of dominance. This turned out to be a late-stage Separation and Union cultivator.

"Is it Xia Tianhao!"

"Yes indeed, this is him. I heard that he's the senior disciple of True Man Shaya, a powerful figure in his sect. Why has he come here?"

"What for? Haha, seems like you're new to our region, Fellow Daoist. You don't know how Shaya likes to operate. Just wait and see; there will be quite a show."

The chatter spread through the crowd as this incident attracted many nearby cultivators. Many were pointing and discussing.

Lin Xuan frowned, sensing something ominous. After a moment's hesitation, he returned.

Although it was better not to meet than to remember, he had some connection with Red Leaf.

However, Lin Xuan sighed inwardly. Ever since arriving in the Spirit Realm, why did he keep getting into trouble? His nature was generally peaceful, but by chance, he often ended up offending powerful forces and cultivators.

From the Poison Dragon Patriarch to Shark King, Beast Clan, and even the terrifying experts of the Jellyfish Tribe...

Counting just Core Formation cultivators, there were quite a few who wanted to extract his soul. Did this mean that for Red Leaf's sake, he was going to offend Shaya Sect today?

If it had been in the past, Lin Xuan would have thought twice; after all, he wasn't very familiar with Red Leaf. But now, getting involved didn't bother him.

It wasn’t because his strength made him fearless but rather that he had offended too many people. He was like a pig that doesn’t fear boiling water.

Nonetheless, Lin Xuan wasn’t impulsive. He decided to observe the situation first before acting.

He needed to understand what was happening. Even if he ended up in conflict, it would be better to know why rather than being caught off guard.

So, he remained silent and hid among the spectators.

Then Red Leaf's voice rang out: "Fellow Daoist, I seem to have done nothing to offend your sect; why are you blocking my path?"

"Haha, miss, there must be a misunderstanding. Xia has no intention of offending. Please step over and come to our main hall for a chat. There’s something big in store for you."

"Go to the main hall of your sect?"

Red Leaf's face showed surprise. She wasn’t stupid; she understood the intentions behind this but foolishly placed herself in danger, which was like inviting death.

"Fellow Daoist, I appreciate your kindness, but as I said before, I am not familiar with your sect. Your invitation to the main hall seems a bit presumptuous. Emotionally and logically, you should provide an explanation."

"Haha, Fellow Daoist, you are cautious. But Xia indeed has no ill intentions. Inviting you to our main hall is for something big," Red Leaf remained unmoved: "Please explain in detail."

"Alright, in a few days—August 15th, the Mid-Autumn Festival—it’s also my master Shaya's birthday, his 29,800th year."

The surrounding cultivators all showed envious expressions. Although Core Formation cultivators typically only lived for about five thousand years, those who entered this realm could transcend the primordial energy tribulation and live for tens of thousands of years.

"But what does this have to do with Red Leaf?"

"Haha, Fellow Daoist, you must not know that my master is a top-tier expert in the East Sea. He has lived so long that he no longer desires much; only female beauty remains an unfulfilled wish. Every time it's his hundredth birthday, we disciples gather beautiful women to celebrate with him..."

These words were clear and straightforward. Red Leaf was furious upon hearing them, her face turning pale: "Fellow Daoist, what do you mean? Are you saying that you plan to present me as a gift for your master on his birthday?"

"Haha, Fellow Daoist, why get so excited? You're right; this is mutually beneficial. Xia can please my master, and you will have someone to rely on."

"Remember, my master is a man who cherishes beauty. With your cultivation and appearance, you are sure to please him. Although it’s unlikely that you would become his partner in cultivation, he might still grant you the status of a concubine. This isn’t dishonorable; such opportunities are beyond the dreams of most women."

Xia Tianhao nodded and advised earnestly. His words were disrespectful but gained unanimous approval from the spectators, even prompting some to advise Red Leaf.

In the cultivation world, it was different from the mortal realm. The path of immortals was fraught with challenges, especially for women, who faced more difficulties. Thus, female cultivators from prominent families often sought powerful male partners as support.

Being a dual-cultivation partner would be ideal, but even if that wasn’t possible, becoming a concubine could still offer benefits and protection. Shaya's situation was even more special; as an old monster in the Core Formation realm and the Supreme Elder of a major sect, he had both power and influence. Many female cultivators were willing to serve him, whether as a partner or a concubine.

These words were not exaggerated. Nearby female cultivators' faces showed envy, with some even volunteering. If she could please this powerful figure in the Demon Sect, it would be like rising to fame overnight.

Such an opportunity was hard to pass up.

However, Xia Tianhao politely declined all offers from other women. His master's status made him understand his preferences well. This woman in red wasn’t considered a beauty, but as they say, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Her appearance matched what his master liked.

Moreover, being at the early stage of Separation and Union was already impressive; he couldn't find better gifts from his fellow disciples. The benefits of pleasing his master were countless!

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