The whole affair was relaxed and informal, and Li Qingxian got to know quite a few Fate Arts Masters, though he exchanged communication talismans with only a handful.
They included Duan Tianji, Nie Jiuming, and Cui Dianxing.
Perhaps they were simply too happy, but everyone indulged themselves more than usual.
The fifteen candidates who had entered the Fate Lake were surrounded like a moon amid a host of stars, with everyone urging drinks on them.
After drinking a little, Li Qingxian refused to budge, excusing himself by saying that his cultivation method did not permit excessive drinking.
"Li Qingxian, you're no fun at all. It's just wine! If you drink too much, use your magical power to force it out. Who here can't do that?"
"Exactly! Have some more. This is all fine wine. You'd be a fool not to drink it."
"Stop putting on airs all the time. You're human too."
"The Entrance Examination is over. Let's celebrate! Don't spoil the fun."
"Look, those singers and dancers all have their eyes on the fifteen of you."
"Every time the outer sect selection ends, it's a perfect chance for these women to pick husbands-and for you to pick concubines. Hehehe..."
"This year's singers and dancers are far better than those of previous years..."
"Too bad I didn't enter the Fate Lake. Otherwise, I'd definitely take one home. No, at least two!"
As everyone drank more and more and grew increasingly familiar with one another, the banquet's atmosphere gradually reached its peak.
More wine, more explicit talk, more uninhibited behavior, more seductive laughter, and dimmer lights...
Little by little, some of the candidates who had entered the Fate Lake could no longer restrain themselves. They drank more and more, then left with their arms around the women who had caught their