Lan Caihe had spent most of these past years sleeping in, and the time he was awake was not even half the time he spent asleep.
And even when awake, he was usually feasting, drinking, and frolicking with everyone. He had scarcely spent any time cultivating.
Fortunately, he had a solid foundation to begin with, and with the Heavenly Court's nectar and jade liquor replenishing him, his strength had steadily improved.
It was only that, hampered by his lazy bones, he had basically failed to master any particularly useful spells.
Other than the clappers he had continually nurtured in his hand, he possessed no other magical treasures.
Fortunately, in recent years, Fei Changfang had refined a Spirit-Ghost Yin-Yang Token for treating ghosts.
With the two joining forces, and Lu Dongbin lending support from time to time, they had barely managed to hold their ground against Lingkongzi's group of four.
Divine Tassel King had not only refined the two pheasant plumes atop his head into a treasure for flight and escape, but had also consecrated a Divine Tassel Sword.
Its other abilities were nothing remarkable, but in terms of speed alone, it could be called the fastest among everyone present.
Like a streak of light, he circled Lu Dongbin and slashed at him, nearly drawing himself into a ball of light.
He struck Lu Dongbin several times and saw him instinctively protect the gourd at his waist, which caught his attention.
Could that be some treasure of tremendous power?
Once he took note of it, the more he looked, the more familiar that gourd seemed.
"Ah! Isn't this the gourd the Young Lord uses to collect fierce ghosts? I was the one who retrieved it back then.
"I heard the Young Lord say that these were the people Fei Changfang had