A look of surprise appeared on Chang Yu's face as he hurriedly replied, "Senior, True Lord Huode is the National Teacher of Lihuo Kingdom in Jizhou. It is said that he has already cultivated to the late Nascent Soul stage, with strength reaching the lower grade fifth-rank Yuan force. Lihuo Kingdom itself was founded by True Lord Huode. Its national power is exceedingly strong, and it has stood in Jizhou for several thousand years, so True Lord Huode's name is extremely renowned. Moreover, this junior has heard that True Lord Huode has deep ties with the Mohist School among the Confucian cultivators..."
"Mm, Qingmu," Xiao Hua said after hearing this, "does True Lord Huode's banquet invite only Nascent Soul cultivators?"
"So that True Person may know," Qingmu replied respectfully, "True Lord Huode's invitation did not specify. However, there are at least several hundred, if not a thousand, Daoist sect cultivators who have come to Yaotai Mountain. True Lord Huode cannot possibly invite them one by one, so only Nascent Soul seniors may attend. But..."
Qingmu raised his eyes to look at Chang Yu and the other two. After a slight hesitation, he said, "If Senior wishes to bring disciples from his sect, it should be possible."
"Oh, good!" Xiao Hua nodded and waved his hand. "Lead the way. Chang Yu, you and the others shall attend the banquet with this old man."
"Yes, Senior Xiao, please!" Qingmu bowed, took several steps ahead, and led the way. Chang Yu and the others were overjoyed. They had never imagined that Xiao Hua would bring them to the banquet. Yet they understood perfectly well that becoming acquainted with a Nascent Soul cultivator was itself a stroke of fortune. Just as their three lives had differed vastly before and after meeting Xiao Hua, a