By the time Liu Changxu had finished preparing the spirit cuisine for dinner and laid the dishes on the jade table in the dining room, the guests had begun arriving.
Once his father, Liu Shihao, had escorted Li Zijian, Liu Xiyun, and Su Jinjiang into the dining room and seated them, the banquet officially began.
As commander of the Fifth Squadron, Li Zijian was delighted that the Liu father and son had spent so much on this banquet. The prolonged fighting had left even a veteran at the great perfection of Foundation Establishment like him somewhat exhausted, and this was the perfect opportunity to replenish his depleted magic power and stamina.
Yet when he saw the table laden with exquisite delicacies, he could not help being shocked. Pointing at one of the dishes, he asked Liu Changxu:
"Fellow Daoist Liu, what dish is this?"
"My father and I killed a black flood dragon not long ago. This dish was made from its liver!"
Everyone present was stunned by Liu Changxu's answer, their minds filling with questions.
How was the Liu Household so powerful?
Although this Human-Demon War was being waged under the banner of exterminating demon beasts, most Foundation Establishment cultivators from the subordinate lineages could not charge about like the Liu Household Battle Team, slaying any god or Buddha that dared stand in their way.
With only two early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, most teams only dared attack relatively weak packs guarded by a single second-tier lower-grade demon beast or a first-tier supreme-grade demon beast.
When they encountered a slightly stronger pack, they either invited Foundation Establishment cultivators from other teams to help or took a detour.
It was not that they lacked the desire; their strength simply did not permit it. Without Liu Changxu leading them, the Liu Household