The Dongfang Spirit Clan's residence was bustling with activity. Today was the League Leader Dongfang's birthday, and all the prominent families of the Yiqi Dao League had come to celebrate.
Although the League Leader Dongfang did not invite outsiders but only held a banquet to celebrate at home, he still welcomed outsiders who came to offer their blessings.
Many cultivators placed their gifts down and offered a few words of birthday greetings to the Dongfang Spirit Clan steward at the threshold. The Dongfang Spirit Clan then wrote down the names and powers of the gift-givers in a thick ledger, thanked them, and let them leave.
Only those with exceptional qualifications are allowed to enter the mansion.
This also caused some people to gather outside the mansion, watching to see which deity would be able to enter the Dongfang Spirit Clan's mansion as a guest and get a chance to enjoy a birthday banquet.
After all, that's about saving face!
"Look, those are people from the Wangquan Aristocratic Family! The one leading them is the young lady of the Wangquan Aristocratic Family. If you could marry her, it would be like a loser winning over a rich and beautiful woman, saving you a hundred years of hard work!"
"Forget about Tiezhu, focus on getting close to Cuihua from the village entrance first."
At this moment, Xiao Tian arrived and mingled with the crowd. He watched as several powerful families from the Yiqi Dao League presented lavish gifts. He saw the Dongfang Spirit Clan manager beaming with joy as he wrote down the gifts and their significance with a flourish of his brush.
"Hey, that's the Jade-Faced Wind Lord Ximen Chuisha! I didn't expect him to be here too!" As a handsome young man holding a feather fan appeared, he attracted a lot of attention.
"I know him. This Ximen Chuisha possesses a magical artifact called the Snow Mist Wind-Controlling Fan, which once shattered the internal organs of a Demon King, turning its body into minced flesh. It is extremely powerful!"
The group of people, hearing this, gasped in shock.
Ximen Chuisha's ears twitched as he heard someone talking about his glorious deeds, and the smile on his face immediately deepened.
"I am Jade-Faced Wind Lord Ximen Chuisha, presenting you with Wind Spirit Pill to wish League Leader Dongfang East Sea Nanshan!"
The Dongfang Spirit Clan manager examined it and confirmed it was indeed Wind Spirit Pill, with a market price of one thousand taels per pill. It could increase the mana of wind-attribute cultivators by a little, which was barely acceptable.
"Thanks."
Ximen Chuisha's face froze instantly; he couldn't even get into the mansion.
"Make way! What kind of poor wretch thinks he can get into the Dongfang Spirit Clan? How laughable! It's just Wind Spirit Pill worth a thousand taels of silver."
When Ximen Chuisha looked at the newcomer, his expression changed drastically, and his eyes turned bloodshot.
The newcomer was Daoist Exploding Flame Daoist was no less than his own, and who had once snatched the head of a Demon King from his grasp.
"I am Li Sanyuan, the Exploding Flame Daoist, presenting a Water Essence Pearl as a token of my heartfelt wishes for the League Leader Dongfang to enjoy the brilliance of the Sun Moon and live a long and prosperous life!"
The manager of the Dongfang Spirit Clan smiled. The Water Essence Pearl was of good quality, a top-grade magic treasure, with a market price of 100,000 taels of silver, and it was also very rare.
"Thank you, esteemed guest! Please!"
"Hahaha! Ximen Chuisha, you can stay outside!" Exploding Flame Daoist sneered, triumphantly entering the Dongfang Spirit Clan's gate.
"Damn it!" Ximen Chuisha was extremely annoyed. If it weren't for the huge financial burden he had incurred in Tushan, how could he be so poor?
"Get out of my way, don't block my path." At this moment, Xiao Tian arrived, grabbed Ximen Chuisha by the shoulder, and tossed him behind him like trash.
Ximen Chuisha fell flat on his face, and his inner rage was completely ignited.
"You little brat, I, Ximen Chuisha, challenge you to a duel!"
Xiao Tian ignored Ximen Chuisha, calmly drank his Cola, and handed a Cold Jade Box to the steward of the Dongfang Spirit Clan.
"Child, where did you come from? If you don't state your origins, how can I write your name and know who sent you this gift?" The steward frowned and ordered a servant to open the Cold Jade Box.
Suddenly, pure spiritual energy emanated from the Cold Jade Box, and wisps of smoke visible to the naked eye spread out, causing Ximen Chuisha, who was nearby, to take a few more breaths, feeling refreshed and invigorated.