The Golden Goat Dragon's tail meat was astonishingly delicious.
The other complimentary roasted meats were also top quality.
After finishing the meat and wine, Jiang Han swayed as she bid Du Lingxuan farewell. Her vacation cabin here was on Floating Island 0118. It sounded more than a hundred numbers away, but given the size of the floating islands and their density like a field of scattered rubble, it would not take long.
"Thanks for the hospitality."
A faint blush tinged Du Lingxuan's fair cheeks.
This girl was much cuter when she was drunk, asleep, or drowsy than when she was normal.
Jiang Han waved a claw and curiously poked Xuan Bao's cheek.
"Hic!"
Jiang Han let out a drunken hiccup and flashed a broad smile.
"You're welcome."
After thinking about it, she added:
"Good luck with your preliminaries too."
Du Lingxuan smiled.
"Heh, preliminaries are the kind of thing you can win just by playing around."
Watching Du Lingxuan's retreating back, Jiang Han breathed out, took out her pipe and packed it with tea tobacco, then walked alone across the suspension bridge toward Floating Island 0297.
For some witches who had not obtained direct invitations, the preliminaries really were competitions they could win without much effort. Take Du Lingxuan, for instance—even the dumbest person would not think Xuan Bao would bow out in the preliminaries and become a tearful commentator. So long as she was not unlucky enough to be grouped with two top-tier Great Seeds, she would steadily qualify in first place.
Rather, Du Lingxuan's difficulty lay in the group stage.
Rumor had it that her connections had reached a rather dangerous point. Or rather, most witches had people they wanted to avoid in the draw, so if everyone wielded the power of their connections, witches like Du Lingxuan