A celebration feast, a wedding feast.
Both were held beneath the rare brightness of a spring day.
The stars of this banquet were Zeng Wen and Xiu Gu, as well as every cultivator of the Luo Tian Association.
With Luo Chen, that "highly respected" officiant, lending a hand, the newlyweds were sent into their bridal chamber.
Then came the Luo Tian Association's night of revelry!
Luo Chen drank a great deal.
Most of it came from his subordinates, who lined up one after another to toast him.
After more than a month of recuperation, the Luo Tian Association's strength had gradually recovered as well.
The severely injured cultivators had healed from their wounds. Aside from injuries that could not be completely eradicated, most had even improved their strength.
On top of that, they had recruited another group of rogue cultivators.
The current Luo Tian Association appeared to have gone through several great battles and weakened to the extreme.
In truth, it was even somewhat stronger than at its peak.
This strength was not merely reflected in the number of cultivators.
It was even more evident in the fact that, with Luo Chen and Wang Yuan holding the fort, they no longer feared Foundation Establishment True Cultivators.
This meant that the Luo Tian Association had become an organization comparable to a Foundation Establishment faction.
Moreover, its cohesion was much stronger than before. It had gained a group of true core members tempered through war and fire.
Through the Luo Tian Association, they enjoyed greater resources and higher status.
Naturally, they would defend this organization all the more fiercely.
At noon the next day.
Luo Chen was still refining pills inside the Green Thatched Hut when Zeng Wen came looking for him.
"Chairman, Chairman!"
"Do you still have that good stuff?"
Facing