By the time Yi Shuyuan returned to Heavenly Battle Mountain, the Four Spirit Generals had already gathered again, and Southern Spirit General Zhu Li had returned as well.
They were all atop Leaning Peak on Heavenly Battle Mountain, where the Mountain God had set out tables and chairs, along with tea and refreshments.
Although many deities in the Heavenly Realm had ascended and fully merged with the Divine Dao only after reaching the end of their mortal lifespans, reforming a physical body through the Divine Dao was not a particularly lofty stage for an Orthodox God of the Heavenly Realm.
For those who had cultivated to the level of the Four Spirit Generals, it was naturally even less of a problem. They could consume things directly even if those things had not been nurtured by spiritual energy, eating and drinking just like ordinary people without any ill effects.
But who was in the mood for tea now? Southern Spirit General Zhu Li, in particular, could neither sit nor stand at ease.
At first, they had discussed their worries a little. Now they were silent, but the word "unease" might as well have been written across their faces. It was not just the goddess Zhu Li; the other three Spirit Generals were only slightly better off.
Xiao Yong had originally been sitting with them too, but his hearty nature could not bear the oppressive atmosphere, so he had slipped away.
Now, standing at the cliff's edge and looking back at their silence, Xiao Yong scratched his cheek and quietly questioned the Mountain God, who was gazing into the distance.
"Old Vine, aren't they a bit..."
Although Xiao Yong had not managed to describe it, Teng Fu knew what he meant and answered in a low voice.
"Lord Jun, our meetings with