The Golden Crow Clan, Fusang Divine Tree Kingdom

The sprawling manor was filled to capacity with banquet tables.

"Deputy Hall Master of the Human King Hall, arriving!"

"Daoist Bade of the Ancient Daoist Temple of Nether Ridge, arriving!"

"Heavenly Demon Hall..."

At the entrance to the manor, announcements rang out one after another.

As a major local sect of Luzhou, the Falling Blossom Sect had been assigned a fairly good location.

Ye Fan mingled among the sect's seats, eating and drinking to his heart's content while occasionally offering commentary.

How this Holy Lord was, how that sect master was...

"Junior Brother, don't just drink. Eat some dishes too."

"If there'd been even one peanut, you wouldn't have gotten drunk like this."

A Dragon Transformation disciple seated nearby rolled his eyes and shoved Ye Fan impatiently. "You look unfamiliar, Junior Brother. I'm under the Second Elder. And you are?"

Although the Purple Tenuity Star Domain had quite a few Dao-Slaying Kings on the surface, with even Great Accomplishment Kings holding the fort, Immortal II sect master-level great powers were still top-tier combatants across the entire ancient star domain. They were not people young disciples like them, who had only just entered the Dragon Transformation secret realm, could casually comment on.

"In reply to Senior Brother, I'm under the Third Elder. It's only natural that I look unfamiliar—I was accepted into Master's tutelage not long ago. I hope Senior Brother will enlighten me."

Ye Fan felt no ripple in his heart and even calmly took a bite of a chicken leg.

"That explains it. I'm a few years older than you and have been in the sect for five years, so I'll take the liberty of calling you Junior Brother."

"We can say such things in private, Junior Brother, but you absolutely mustn't let anyone else hear them. Otherwise, if