After the banquet began, the three men chatted as they ate. Wu Kun and Lin Feiyang praised Liu Changxu's skill in preparing spirit cuisine to the skies!
Chunlan, Xiazhu, Qiuyue, and Dongxue stood nearby, pouring wine and serving dishes for them. After a few cups of spirit wine, the three men quickly grew closer.
At first, Wu Kun had been so enthusiastic toward Liu Changxu mainly because of his status as a True Disciple. His sole intention had been to befriend a future Nascent Soul cultivator.
But after witnessing Liu Changxu's formidable strength, Wu Kun's regard for him had shifted from appreciation to treating him as an equal.
He even had the feeling that if he fought Liu Changxu to the death, he would certainly be the one to lose.
The subsequent battle had also proved that Liu Changxu possessed such strength. Hadn't that third-tier middle-grade Golden-Horned Sea Ox ended up on their plates and in their mouths?
Moreover, Liu Changxu had a lower-grade third-tier spirit beast, a Blue-Scaled Flood Dragon. Flood Dragon demon beasts were unquestionably overlords among demon beasts.
Most importantly, Liu Changxu was still very young, with boundless prospects on his Dao Path, whereas Wu Kun's own chances of reaching the Nascent Soul stage in this lifetime were exceedingly slim.
Without realizing it, Wu Kun had already elevated Liu Changxu to a very high position in his mind.
Lin Feiyang, sitting beside him, had a slightly different mindset.
As a Sword Cultivator, Lin Feiyang's thinking was much simpler than Wu Kun's. To him, whether someone was a True Disciple or a sect's Heavenly Prodigy did not matter. What mattered most was strength.
Only strength demonstrated convincingly could earn his respect.
This was also an important reason why Lin Feiyang had initially shown little enthusiasm toward Liu Changxu,