Li Ping sat brazenly in the central armchair.
The other four Core Formation True Persons-Song Yushu, Daoist Zhichen, Zhou Lingyan, and Old Devil Wu-sat on either side of him.
Song Yushu and Daoist Zhichen were both members of the Defender Alliance and sat to Li Ping's left.
Zhou Lingyan and Old Devil Wu, as members of the Four Demonic Sects, sat to his right.
Of course, this was not out of respect for Li Ping.
He had simply arrived first and claimed the central seat. Since they did not want to sit together, this was their only option.
Swaying her slender, serpentine waist, Zhou Lingyan sat close beside Li Ping and said in a seductive voice, "Fellow Daoist Li, you don't mind if I sit here, do you?"
Seeing this sultry female cultivator from the Acacia Sect press close of her own accord, Li Ping immediately grew wary.
He still remembered how, over a decade ago, when he had come to the Donghua Mountain Market Ward to purchase third-tier spirit materials, his divine sense had stumbled upon Zhou Lingyan and Red Thunder Old Monster carrying on their illicit affair.
At the time, worried that the two might harbor sinister designs on him, he had hurried away from Donghua Mountain without even attending the auction or exchange gathering.
And now Zhou Lingyan was approaching him again?
Li Ping betrayed nothing and casually shook his head. "Our host arranged the seating. You're free to sit wherever you like, Fellow Daoist Zhou."
"Wonderful. I was worried you might disdain me because I come from the Acacia Sect, Fellow Daoist Li." As Zhou Lingyan spoke, she patted her breasts with both delicate hands, looking relieved.
But Li Ping aspired to the Great Dao and had no interest in female cultivators.
Especially since Zhou Lingyan