Dragon Tiger Banquet Begins

Zhuang Ling stepped forward and took the invitation from Xiong Li.

The Dragon Tiger Banquet had long since been spoken of in the outside world as something almost mythical.

It was said that one meal at the Dragon Tiger Banquet could save a hundred years of bitter cultivation, strengthen the body, bolster the divine soul, and enhance comprehension. Those were merely its most basic effects.

That was why every Cultivator coveted this invitation.

At that moment, the sight of a burly man and woman, each nearly a zhang tall and covered in muscle, standing together was immensely striking.

"Do you have a cultivation partner? If not, I can introduce you to some sisters. They're soft and they can fight." After thinking it over, Zhuang Ling realized this was the only way she could be of some help to Xiong Li. She could not accept the invitation for nothing.

Seeing the two of them, Joyful Union Sacred Land's Sacred Lord narrowed his eyes, his face revealing an expression of gratification.

Although calling the scene a match of golden boy and jade maiden was somewhat inappropriate, Joyful Union Sacred Land's Sacred Lord could not think of any better words for the moment.

They were simply too well matched.

"I have vowed to protect the Sect for all eternity. I have no intention of finding a cultivation partner," Xiong Li said in a deep, muffled voice.

"Oh, then forget it. When there's time, I'll find you for a spar and exchange insights on body refinement," Zhuang Ling said bluntly.

Xiong Li raised his brows, clearly intrigued. He was the only one in the Sect who walked the path of body refinement. Exchanging insights with another body cultivator should help his cultivation, right?

"Alright. When there's a chance, the two of us can spar