Wen Jiu was inviting me to join the Black-and-White Divine Hall?
Was that his own idea, or the Hall's?
After a moment's thought, Ji Yuan reached a conclusion. This was almost certainly Wen Jiu's invitation. As for the Black-and-White Divine Hall... they had always looked down from on high. They would never invite a nobody like him.
"I appreciate your kindness, Brother Wen, but I must decline."
Ji Yuan smiled apologetically.
"I've grown used to living freely. I can't bear being tied down, so I'm afraid I must disappoint you."
"Think nothing of it. I envy a free man like you, Brother Li."
Wen Jiu raised his Wine Cup and clinked it against Ji Yuan's. Privately, though, he was turning the matter over in his mind... Someone unmoved by the Black-and-White Divine Hall was no ordinary man. Either he already belonged to a faction and could not easily join another,
or, as Li Changshou himself had said, he disliked being constrained. But that possibility seemed far too small.
Wen Jiu preferred the former explanation. That made it much more likely that Li Changshou came from Listening-Tide Li.
Before long, dishes began arriving one after another.
A Core Formation Cultivator was treating him, so the food was naturally splendid. Every dish was a feast for the eyes, nose, and tongue, and more importantly, each benefited cultivation.
Ji Yuan also got to taste the delicacy Wen Jiu had mentioned.
It was the dragon sinew of a Third Tier Spirit Fish. Its texture was superb, and eating it even raised his cultivation a little—a rare benefit indeed.
According to the server, the dish, called "Rising Higher with Every Step," was served only once every ten days.
All of it showed just how lavish Wen Jiu's banquet was.
Once they had eaten and drunk