Yulian, who had attended the gathering with Wang Ping, immediately took the Sanhua cat on clouds to the nearby mountain range after it ended, picking some fresh fruits they had specially cultivated and bringing them back.
These fruits looked almost identical to those on Central Continent Star, mainly grapes and a type of green fruit. Yulian ate with great relish, but the Sanhua cat did not like them. Wang Ping picked up two green fruits to taste. Their flavor was sweet, crisp, and refreshing, though it vanished in an instant.
"What do the fresh fruits Xuanqing personally cultivated taste like?"
After finishing the fresh fruits she had picked herself, Yulian could not help imagining the fruits Xuanqing had cultivated.
Amused, Wang Ping reached out and gently stroked Yulian's little head. "You can have the first bite when the time comes."
A satisfied feeling immediately surfaced within Yulian.
Time rushed by. Half a year passed in the blink of an eye, and soon it was the end of the year. On the third day before Spring Festival, Xuanqing finally sent an invitation through the Communication Token of the First Seat conference.
Yulian complained again, "He must know Xiao Zhu and the others come every Spring Festival, while no one comes to offer them greetings for the new year. That's why he calls us away before Spring Festival every time."
She seemed to have forgotten that she still wanted to taste the fresh fruits Xuanqing had cultivated.
Wang Ping did not deliberately wait for Tiangong and Lieyang. He first arrived at the outskirts of Yuqing Star through a Transfer Talisman. More than ten Third Realm Yuqing Cultivators had long been waiting there, and two of them led Wang Ping to Xuanqing's daoist grounds.
When the fresh fruits were served, Yulian immediately forgot