With his objective achieved so easily, Lin Changheng naturally grew warmer.
Earlier at the banquet, he had responded to the Yun Family with calm courtesy, neither drawing close nor keeping them at arm's length.
That sense of distance had been like a thin veil of mist, seemingly present and absent at once, yet everyone could clearly sense that True Person Ten Thousand Longevity was merely being polite.
Now, however, the barrier was gone.
The effect was immediate and unmistakably real.
During the remaining time before the banquet ended, everyone from the Yun Family experienced the kindness and sincerity of True Person Ten Thousand Longevity, the great Pill Master Lin.
Those paying attention naturally understood that this change was his way of returning a peach for the plum the Yun Family had offered by showing good sense.
As the banquet drew to a close, the Yun Family's two False Core Cultivators personally confirmed with Lin Changheng the precise arrangements for presenting the third-tier sword legacy the following day.
Lin Changheng nodded his agreement, then boarded the Spirit Boat piloted by the same cultivator as before and returned to the guest courtyard amid the Yun Family cultivators' respectful farewells.
Night deepened. Moonlight flowed like water, and the stars scattered their radiance, draping the world in a hazy veil.
After cultivating for about two hours in the guest courtyard's quiet room, Lin Changheng suddenly opened his eyes.
At that same moment, a soft knock came from outside the courtyard.
He swept his divine sense outward, and surprise instantly appeared on his face.
What had brought them here so late?
But he did not hesitate. With a flicker, he appeared in the courtyard and sat beside the stone table. Then he flicked a finger, sending a strand of magical power across the air. The