Lu Zhouyun's build was extremely sturdy, though he was not tall; in a crowd, he could be spotted at a glance.
Ye Tengtie was currently serving tea.
The latter accepted it very amiably as well, no displeasure appearing on his face from the wait.
Instead, he seemed rather interested as he surveyed the spirit puppets and magical treasures inside.
From time to time, he even offered a comment or two, and even those comments only pointed out the good parts.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, you honor us with your presence. Forgive us for failing to welcome you from afar." Ye Qingfeng hurried forward and invited him up to the third floor.
Although buildings in the Spirit Realm did not have as many rules as those in the mortal world, the Ye Family's building still maintained the regulation of being one floor lower than the Blue Star Sect's.
Five sixth-tier magical treasures were also placed here, along with a Zitan nanmu table.
Even without an incense burner on the table, it still gave off a refreshing fragrance that seeped into the heart.
"We have only just begun our trial opening, and the arrangements are still improper. I have made Fellow Daoist Lu laugh."
"Laugh? Not at all. My Mystic Deer Sect has not appeared for who knows how many years, yet before we even announced the day of our official opening, quite a few cultivators had already come." Lu Zhouyun praised.
"Does Fellow Daoist Lu wish to have some magical treasure refined?" Ye Qingfeng did not continue listening to the other party's flattery, and instead served him tea again.
"I have an old enemy. He is skilled with flying swords, and also skilled in meteor-falling arts. His cultivation is at the late stage of Spirit Transformation, and he spends all year stationed