"Xuli Sect?"
Wang Ba could not help frowning.
Over the past six months, the Three Great Sects had not made things difficult for him. Quite the opposite: every cultivator from the Three Great Sects he had encountered, even Gold Core True Persons, had treated him with great courtesy.
Although they might not have felt that way inwardly, at least on the surface, Wang Ba's standing in Yongan City was not much lower than that of a Gold Core True Person.
The Xuli Sect had been no different.
It was just that Wang Tang often came over to persuade Wang Ba to join the Xuli Sect in secret.
Wang Ba had always brushed him off with a few casual words.
Even so, the other man did not seem to mind.
So when Wang Ba saw Wen Yong's transmitted message, he felt utterly lost in a fog.
But Wen Yong had not said much in the Voice Transmission Talisman, merely mentioning two more words.
Spirit cuisine.
"Spirit cuisine..."
A thoughtful look appeared in Wang Ba's eyes, and then he seemed to think of something.
But he was in no hurry to verify it. Instead, he thoughtfully cooked breakfast himself and brought it to the bedside.
It made Bu Chan blush with embarrassment.
Although they were already an old married couple of sorts, Bu Chan was still the same before him as she had been twenty years ago.
After tidying up, he fed the spirit beasts again. Watching them swiftly demolish several hill-sized piles of food, Wang Ba felt the pinch, but was also quite gratified.
Then he opened a corner of the formation and walked out.
"Master Shen!"
"It's Master Shen! He's come out!"
"Master Shen, could you give me a chance to attend the Clothing Auction?"
Wang Ba had barely stepped