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The singing and dancing on Green Lotus Peak continued as before.

But the many guests were now completely in the mood neither to admire the singing and dancing nor to drink and make merry.

After witnessing the grand spectacle of the Beast Kings battling, the performances before them had become unbearable to look at and could no longer stir even the slightest interest.

The only exception was Zhou Chun, seated in the principal seat. He seemed entirely unaffected by what had happened earlier, still smiling as he drank by himself and enjoyed the performances.

This strange atmosphere continued for nearly half a day. When the sun was about to sink below the western hills, Zhou Chun finally waved his sleeve and said, "Not bad, not bad. All of you may go down and collect your rewards!"

After dismissing the musicians and dancers, he turned his gaze toward the Golden Core stage cultivators who had sat with him in silence for half a day.

He then slowly spoke. "According to ancient rites, people of our generation should take a Daoist title. Today, I shall call myself Chun Jun. I hope all Fellow Daoists will take note!"

Hearing this, the cultivators present were first slightly stunned, then rose one after another and bowed to him. "We respectfully obey the True Person's decree. We pay our respects to True Person Chun Jun!"

"There is no need for such courtesy, Fellow Daoists."

Zhou Chun gave a slight nod, then turned his gaze toward Thunder Flood Dragon Bai Bai beside him and said, "My battle companion, Zhou Zheng Bai, has already attained the true body of a Beast King. He should have a title of his own. From now on, he shall be Silver Dragon Lord!"

Upon hearing this, the gathered cultivators hurriedly bowed once