Several cultivators who had only recently entered the Nascent Soul stage immediately rose to their feet, respectfully announced their names, flattered True Lord Huode a few times, and each offered a cup of spirit wine. True Lord Huode seemed exceedingly pleased, refusing no one and draining every cup. After several cups, his small face flushed slightly, as though he could not hold his liquor.
When True Lord Huode's gaze fell upon Xiao Hua, a trace of amusement appeared in his eyes. Rarely, he even raised a hand and asked, "This fellow Daoist is truly unfamiliar. In which cave dwelling do you cultivate?"
"This poor Daoist is Xiao Hua." Xiao Hua rose and cupped his hands. "I currently cultivate at Black Wind Ridge in Yu Province."
"Yu Province?" True Lord Huode tilted his head slightly and frowned. "This old man has not had many chances to visit Yu Province. I recall that six hundred years ago, Fellow Daoist Zhenhong invited me to his Fish Sword Cave. At the time, Fellow Daoist Zhenhong invited all the fellow Daoists of Yu Province to welcome me as well. This old man does not seem to have met you then?"
"Indeed." Xiao Hua nodded. "This Xiao has never met Fellow Daoist Huode either."
With that, Xiao Hua was about to sit down.
"Hm?" The plump Nascent Soul cultivator frowned, displeased. "Xiao Hua, Fellow Daoist Huode is supporting the younger generation. Though you may not be familiar with Fellow Daoist Huode, you have met him now. In the future, there may well come a day when you must rely on Fellow Daoist Huode. Since you have come here, how can you fail to offer him a cup of wine? Others have already toasted him, yet you alone have not. Not only are your manners incomplete, what