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Zhao Yue watched his daughter's departing figure, shook his head, and said to Li Shen:

"This girl is spoiled, young friend, you don't need to take it to heart."

"I apologize for my intrusion."

Li Shen bowed and apologized, but secretly felt relieved.

We've finally gotten through this hurdle.

As for Zhao Ling's anger, we should try to avoid it in the future.

"It's alright."

Zhao Yue waved his hand, his expression returning to normal.

Li Shen bowed respectfully and then turned and left.

On the way back, Li Shen felt much more relaxed.

Although he had offended Zhao Ling, the other party had never thought much of him anyway, so he would probably forgive her soon.

He walked along, lost in thought, but after a while, he still couldn't see where the exit was.

Li Shen suddenly realized that he was lost.

Feeling a little embarrassed, I looked around and was about to ask someone when a familiar voice came from behind me.

"Fellow Daoist Li, what are you doing here?"

The one speaking was Lin Xiaoxiao.

Today she wore an elegant light green silk dress, her jet-black hair was simply tied up in a bun, and a white jade hairpin was inserted diagonally, which was completely different from her usual attire.

Seeing that Li Shen seemed a little stunned, and recalling how he had looked around earlier, she smiled and teased him:

"Fellow Daoist Li, are you lost?"

Li Shen scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, and said:

"I'm sorry to have troubled you, Fellow Daoist Lin. The residence of this Foundation Establishment family is indeed... a bit complicated in its layout."

"That's right, I often got lost when I first came here too."

Lin Xiaoxiao took a few steps closer and grabbed Li Shen's arm:

"The banquet is about to start, so I'll take you there."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Xiaoxiao pulled Li Shen and walked to her left.

There wasn't even time for Li Shen to refuse.

He sighed inwardly, thinking that it probably wasn't anything serious, since the Song family still suspected that the murderer was a demonic cultivator at the tenth level of Qi Refining.

Even face to face, they wouldn't suspect Li Shen.

The two of them walked in a winding path until they arrived at a spacious hall.

Compared to this place, the hall where Zhao Yue was just now can only be described as a small hall.

Many guests were already seated at the table.

Zhao Yuan, the head of the Zhao family, stood below the main seat, chatting with three powerful cultivators. Beside him stood his daughter, Zhao Ying, who was also the protagonist of this celebration.

Among the three people chatting across from them was Song Kui, a Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Song family.

When Lin Xiaoxiao pulled Li Shen through the door, quite a few people were already looking over.

Li Shen wanted to find a quiet corner, but Lin Xiaoxiao dragged him to a more conspicuous central location.

He muttered to himself as he walked:

"Fellow Daoist Li, don't be nervous. You must savor the spiritual food that will be served later. It's something you can't even get at Juxianlou."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Ying, who was standing next to the main seat, suddenly looked up at him for some reason.

Their eyes met, and Li Shen initially thought it was a coincidence. But when Zhao Ying nodded to him, he realized that Zhao Ying had taken the initiative to look at him.

Li Shen nodded in response.

After all, the other party is now a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and if she and her sister hadn't dealt with that late-stage first-tier peak Crimson-Striped Python together, Li Shen might not have been able to obtain such a powerful trump card.

We relied on it to overcome most of the crises along the way.

Lin Xiaoxiao noticed this subtle interaction, and she immediately became curious:

"Fellow Daoist Li, do you recognize Fairy Zhao?"

Upon hearing this, Li Shen smiled slightly and calmly explained:

"When I participated in the demon hunting before, I just happened to be in Fairy Zhao's team, nothing special."

Lin Xiaoxiao nodded thoughtfully, and just as she was about to ask another question, she saw dancers dressed in brightly colored costumes entering the venue one after another through the right-hand gate.

Those who were still chatting took their seats upon seeing this.

Each of the dancers carried a plate with steaming hot spiritual food on it.

As Lin Xiaoxiao said, these spiritual foods are indeed extraordinary.

It exudes a vibrant energy and has an alluring color.

There were also several kinds of spiritual fruits that Li Shen couldn't name, with a crystal-clear color and a faint fragrance.

These ingredients have clearly been carefully selected and cooked to retain their spiritual energy to the greatest extent possible, which is of great benefit to cultivators in the Qi Refining stage.

The head of the Zhao family began by raising his glass to speak:

"Thank you all for coming today to witness my daughter's Foundation Establishment. My Zhao family..."

Zhao Yuan held a jade cup in his hand, his voice gentle yet clear, echoing throughout the entire hall.

He wore a dark blue Taoist robe, his temples were slightly gray, but his eyes were clear and bright, and the pressure of a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator was faintly visible.

Soon, the speeches ended, and the banquet officially began.

The dancers waiting in the center also danced gracefully to the music.

Li Shen looked at the leading dancer. Although she was wearing a purple veil, Li Shen inexplicably felt that she was very beautiful.

Realizing that something was very wrong, Li Shen immediately took out a Mind-Concentrating Pill and swallowed it, thus extricating himself from that strange thought.

"What an amazing secret technique."

Li Shen sighed inwardly and quietly probed with his divine sense. The other party's aura was faint and he could not see through his cultivation level at all.

He felt a chill run down his spine and was about to look away when the dancer, whether intentionally or unintentionally, turned around and her eyes met Li Shen's for a moment.

That one glance caused Li Shen's consciousness to tremble slightly, considering that his current consciousness strength was equivalent to the seventh level of Qi Refining.

Fortunately, the effects of the Mind-Concentrating Pill were still present, allowing him to immediately guard his mind, calmly lower his head, and focus on the spiritual food before him.

"Fellow Daoist Li, what's wrong?"

Lin Xiaoxiao, who was sitting next to him, noticed a slight change in his aura and turned her head to ask softly.

"It's alright, it's just that the music and dance are a bit unusual."

Li Shen mumbled something, picked up a spirit fruit, and took a bite.

Lin Xiaoxiao looked up at the lead dancer, slightly realizing what she meant, and smiled as she confirmed:

"Fellow Daoist Li, you must have seen that lead dancer."

Li Shen raised an eyebrow upon hearing this:

"Do you know him?"

Lin Xiaoxiao shook her head and continued:

"That's Yan'er, the top courtesan at Sleeping Fairy Pavilion. Everyone knows her."

Before she finished speaking, a hint of amusement flashed in her eyes:

"Fellow Daoist Li, you don't recognize him?!"

Surprisingly, Li Shen, a male cultivator, had never been to the Sleeping Immortal Pavilion.

Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes swept across Li Shen's face, as if to confirm whether he was pretending to be confused.

Li Shen felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze, took another bite of the spiritual fruit, and mumbled:

"To my shame, I usually spend my time in ascetic practice and am not very familiar with these places."

As he spoke, Li Shen belatedly realized what was happening and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Lin Xiaoxiao, a female cultivator, actually went to the Sleeping Immortal Pavilion?

Lin Xiaoxiao seemed to understand the meaning in his eyes, picked up a spiritual fruit, took a bite, and said:

"Fellow Daoist Li, have you forgotten that we have a young lady working at the Sleeping Immortal Pavilion in our courtyard?"

Li Shen was taken aback upon hearing this, recalling the silent girl he had just met and the girl he rarely saw.

He subconsciously glanced at the group of dancers, and his gaze swept across them, and he actually found Su Qing's figure among them.

Although everyone was wearing veils, Su Qing was wearing the same hairpin she had worn when they first met.

Surprisingly, quite a few of them were acquaintances.

He looked down and his lips twitched slightly.

He saw a face filled with anger, glaring fiercely at him.

This person was none other than Zhao Ling.