The place Senior Sister Liu took Li Ye to was, astonishingly, a shrine!
More precisely, it was a Land God Temple on the outskirts of the city at the foot of the mountain. They entered discreetly through the back of the temple and arrived in a quiet room.
A kind-faced old man was already waiting for them there.
He wore a round-collared wealthy gentleman's robe, a black gauze official's hat on his head, and a landscape pendant engraved with the city's scenery at his waist. He was clearly dressed as a Land God!
Li Ye was somewhat dazed.
He had previously met a Nascent Soul cultivator and an invested divine turtle, but this was truly his first time meeting a Land God.
Unlike the casual bearing of the first two, this Land God clearly possessed an air of authority.
"Oh! Junior Brother Li." The Land God smiled at Li Ye. "Don't be alarmed, Junior Brother. It's only because I had little aptitude for the immortal path that I borrowed the sect's power to walk the divine path."
"After receiving my investiture, I still remembered my mortal name, which happened to be Li as well—if you're willing, Junior Brother, you may call me Senior Brother Li."
He casually waved his hand. Amid flashing radiance, round wooden stools and a stone table immediately rose from the ground, laden with fine food and delicacies.
He warmly invited them, "Come, come, take your seats."
Then he looked at the somewhat constrained youth beside them. "Zhao He, you have some immortal affinity yourself. Go urge those lazy fellows—why haven't they brought the wine yet? It's right inside the temple. Go on."
"Yes!"
As though granted a reprieve, Zhao He hurriedly accepted the order and left.
What had happened today was still far too exciting for