Li Qingyao smiled faintly at the Chaos Holy Lord and said, "Fellow Daoist Cang Lan, you flatter me. From what I can see, your cultivation seems to have advanced again!"
The Chaos Holy Lord smiled. "Hahaha! I gained quite a few insights from my clash with Fellow Daoist Huo Li some time ago."
At his words, Li Qingyao turned to the Fire Glazed Saint. She bowed slightly and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Huo Li, thank you so much for coming to the Peach Banquet!"
The Fire Glazed Saint smiled back. "Fellow Daoist Qingyao, you're too kind. Your Peach Banquet is so renowned that it's an honor to be invited!"
Li Qingyao chuckled softly, then looked at Fang Chen, who stood to the Fire Glazed Saint's left. The moment she saw him, her gaze sharpened and she froze.
She had not noticed Fang Chen earlier, but now that she saw him up close, a figure sprang to mind—and that figure seemed to merge perfectly with him.
Her gaze grew unfocused. She could not help crying out inwardly, Young Master Meng?
The Fire Glazed Saint, the Chaos Saint, Fang Chen, and everyone in the guest seats noticed her reaction at once.
None of them had expected Li Qingyao to look like that upon seeing Fang Chen.
But a moment later, Li Qingyao recovered.
She looked at Fang Chen and asked with a smile, "You must be Fellow Daoist Fang Chen?"
Fang Chen had not expected her to speak to him. He immediately bowed. "Greetings, Senior Qingyao."
Li Qingyao nodded and said frankly, "Fellow Daoist Fang Chen, you look very much like an old friend of mine. For a moment, I thought you were him!"
"Really?"
Fang Chen was surprised by her words.
When he had first seen Li Qingyao, she