"Let's not. She just fought me, and I haven't given any thought to taking a Dao companion." Lu Xiaotian couldn't help feeling speechless. Since when had a battle-hungry fellow like Xiang Kuang started caring about other people's love lives? Still, from Xiang Kuang's tone, it was clear he treated Xiang Qingcheng differently from most people. Lu Xiaotian had just fought Xiang Qingcheng; fortunately, they had stopped in time. If things had gone any further, Xiang Kuang might have stepped in to stop them.
"Never mind. Everyone has their own fortune. If you're not interested, then so be it." Xiang Kuang didn't say much more.
"By the way, what were those two women with Xiang Qingcheng doing in the Black Prison just now?" Lu Xiaotian asked.
"I'm not sure. I heard they came to collect materials from a Demon Cultivator. I didn't ask for the details." Xiang Kuang waved a hand. "You already fought that girl Qingcheng today, so I won't fight you, either. Get some rest. We'll have another match later."
It seemed the Black Prison served purposes beyond holding high-level cultivators and Demon Cultivators and providing the Xiang royal clan with whetstones. Lu Xiaotian was about to return to his cave abode and recover the magical power he had expended in the fight when the Heart-Link Conch in his Sumeru Ring stirred.
"Master, Xia Ji and his wife have brewed a spirit wine that seems to have some effect. If you have time, why not come and try it?" Yu Ya's voice sounded through the Heart-Link Conch.
"I'll be right there." Lu Xiaotian replied, then told Xiang Kuang before leaving the Black Prison.
The familiar little courtyard appeared before him. With a flash of light, Lu Xiaotian had already landed in the garden, where the faint fragrance of spirit