'River Water Saber Genius' Duan Chenzhou, the Full Moon Sky Saber, the Purple Ribbon Immortal Garment!

Zhang Liechen could not believe it. Leaning against the table, he had only just opened his mouth.

Suddenly, Yang Daohan rose again, the change in his eyes growing even more drastic.

"Good cut, good cut!"

"Exactly, exactly. What standing do you have to drink the same wine as Mister Duan?"

"Eat, eat, hahaha!"

He stood up and, without drawing attention to it, first glanced at Duan Chenzhou's Full Moon Saber, which seemed never to have left its sheath.

For a moment, as he looked toward Ji Xiu, the "great joyous occasions" of his life flashed through his mind. Only then did he force out a smile.

"Everyone, get eating, get eating."

"My spread may not be much, but it's all the blood-rich food martial men commonly use to nourish themselves. Goat, Treasure Fish, bear paws, leopard legs—everything is here!"

"Nephew, eat up, hurry."

Before he could finish—

Duan Chenzhou lowered his head, swept his gaze around, and smiled.

"The dishes are not bad. You put effort into them."

Yang Daohan nodded hurriedly.

"Right? The Tiger Leopard Hall's banquet spread isn't bad."

"But I don't eat mutton."

"The gamey smell is too strong."

The Purple Robed Saber Wielder, whose lips had been curled upward, suddenly knitted his brow, his face turning cold.

Yang Daohan's expression froze solid in an instant.

Then he slowly rose. An autumn wind brushed past, and fine spiraling currents of air seemed to coil around his body.

A trace of "purple" welled up in his eyes. He spread his feet and gave a light stomp.

He looked calm as drifting clouds and light winds.

Yet Ji Xiu, seated beside Duan Chenzhou—

clearly seemed to hear a roar like a dragon leaping into the sky, bursting thunderously from behind that mountain-like back!

It was as if the Spinal