"This must have cost tens of thousands of supreme-grade spirit stones at the very least!"
"The Longyang Sect truly deserves its place among Canghai Province's great sects. Even its chief True Disciple commands such wealth!"
Beneath the clouds, the many geniuses from second-tier sects who had never seen such a spectacle marveled at the scale of the Pinghuang Gathering as they ate some and slipped some into their storage rings.
It was no exaggeration to say that the expense of this single banquet could exhaust the entire fortune of an ordinary cultivator at the peak of Spirit Transformation.
"Senior Brother Xu, you really have treated us to a feast for the eyes."
On a drifting cloud farther back, Zhu Changyi, the current chief disciple of the Shangyou Sect, raised his Blazing Fire Jade Nectar, his words carrying a measure of admiration and something like flattery.
The Shangyou Sect ranked near the bottom of the hundred sects. Even its foremost disciple rarely had the chance to enjoy Blazing Fire Jade Nectar, which cost several supreme-grade spirit stones.
With one sip, dense spiritual energy burned like fire.
Had the geniuses present not all possessed deep foundations, this single cup of nectar might have spared them ten years of arduous cultivation.
"Indeed! The Pinghuang Gathering takes place once every hundred years, hosted by Canghai Province's hundred sects in rotation."
"The grand gathering Senior Brother Xu has hosted on behalf of the Longyang Sect deserves to rank among the finest in the past ten thousand years."
"Unlike certain people, who lack strength and cannot even host a Pinghuang Gathering without making a complete mess of it."
Ke Bufan, the Xinyuan Sect's chief disciple, drained his nectar in one gulp. Though he named no names, his mocking gaze settled unabashedly on Lan Weihai, seated to