Once the Huang Household's two newly advanced Foundation Establishment cultivators had met everyone, the banquet began.
Immortal maidens skilled in music, song, and dance had also been specially invited to perform.
They were truly a feast for the eyes.
It was Lin Changheng's first time watching such a performance, and he enjoyed it with keen interest.
Seventy-four years had passed since his birth, yet he had never set foot in a pleasure house or any similar establishment.
Moreover, Deng Changsheng had told him that the immortal maidens of the cultivation world not only possessed finer figures and other qualities than their mortal counterparts, but, more importantly, offered an unimaginable variety of diversions. Such places could truly make a man forget all thoughts of home.
That friend of Deng Changsheng's, who had a False Core True Person backing him, had also sunk into their charms and could not extricate himself.
That alone offered a glimpse of these immortal maidens' power and allure.
Yan Mingyi had never seen anything like this either. Dazzled, she tugged at Lin Changheng's clothes and whispered one compliment after another.
"Uh..."
Seeing his concubine even more excited than he was, Lin Changheng rubbed his nose, momentarily at a loss for words.
Meanwhile, some cultivators who had dealt with Cook Zeng realized something:
Cook Zeng seemed to have broken through to Foundation Establishment after passing seventy.
They could not stop clicking their tongues in amazement.
Most of the cultivators present had sharp eyes and ears. Catching a few stray words, they immediately asked curious questions. Once they received confirmation, the news spread from one to ten, then ten to a hundred, instantly becoming the hot topic of the entire evening banquet.
After all, "past sixty, Foundation Establishment becomes difficult" was an experience-based conclusion universally acknowledged in the cultivation