It turned out that inside the main hall, more than two hundred people were engaged in lively conversation. Suddenly, when Long Chen and the others entered, the eyes of these powerful figures instantly turned red, and some even burst into tears.
"Boss... These
two hundred or so were all Dragon Blood warriors. Long Chen could hardly believe his eyes, embracing and crying with them. Each soldier was overwhelmed with emotion, fearing it was all a dream.
"Alright, that's enough. Today is a joyous day for the Dragonblood Legion. I'll be the host and welcome you all to the honor." Mo Nian shouted.
As they spoke, dozens of beautiful maids walked up, leading everyone into the very top floor of the palace, where a huge banquet hall stood.
The banquet hall was extremely luxurious; even the carpets were made from the pelts of Divine Venerable-level demon beasts, and the materials on the pillars and walls were crafted from top-grade immortal metal. Upon entering the hall, the aura of luxury greeted everyone, creating a breathtaking scene.
The table was already set, and the delicacies were just served. Almost all were treasures Long Chen had never seen before—from delicacies to porcelain plates, bowls and chopsticks, even the chopstick rests were crafted from materials from domain artifacts. They were exquisite to the extreme, and luxurious to the extreme, showing that Mo Nian had truly put a lot of thought into it.
"Brother, you're so thoughtful." Long Chen said, somewhat moved.
"No problem. I've reserved the entire palace. Since your Dragonblood Legion is reuniting, you must arrange a proper place—it must be presentable." Mo Nian chuckled smugly and said proudly.
"You booked the entire palace?" How much does this cost? Jiang Lei was startled.
"No problem, it's just a rent of one hundred million Immortal King Crystals per day. I booked it for a month in advance, so I estimate that within a month, you'll definitely be able to come, Long Chen.
I left such obvious marks, casting a net everywhere. If you can't even find this, haha, that would be too stupid. Mo Nian said with a smile.
Long Chen felt a bit embarrassed. He had seen people beating drums and gongs before in Ziyan Tiandu, but he really hadn't noticed.
"So you've struck it rich?" Just in time to borrow some light from you. Long Chen didn't stand on ceremony and sat down directly.
"Heh heh, it's nothing. Brothers, today our Dragonblood Legion is gathering together, so we have to have a good drink." Mo Nian raised his glass and said.
Everyone erupted in cheers, but Long Chen waved his hand, signaling everyone to put down their glasses: "
You have to drink well."
After Long Chen finished speaking, he directly took out the fine wine from the Wine God Palace. As soon as the jar was opened, the aroma of the wine filled the air—a rich aroma that made the Dragon Blood warriors drool.
The Dragonblood Legion were basically people who loved drinking; just smelling the aroma of this wine made their cravings stand out.
"Wow, this is definitely the divine brew from the Wine God Palace. Enough talk, I don't want you to give me much. Just meet once, split half, isn't that too much?" Mo Nian stared at the fine wine, his eyes nearly popping out.
Mo Nian also liked fine wine; he had collected many fine wines, but no matter how fine the wine, it could not compare to the fine wine of the Wine God Palace.
Mo Nian once got three jars of fine wine from the Wine God Palace in a tomb, but only drank half of it. The rest was stolen by his master, the Cruel Daoist, which made Mo Nian lose his temper on the spot.
But the wicked Daoist was just that unscrupulous. Even Mo Nian himself couldn't bear to drink the fine wine, but he stole it all and didn't return a single drop. Now, seeing the fine wine from the Wine God Palace, Mo Nian immediately lost his composure.
"It's just a matter of one word. Come on, brothers, for our reunion, let's drink until we're drunk today." Long Chen pulled out hundreds of jars of fine wine in one go, and everyone drank freely.
Bowl after bowl of fine wine, these life-and-death brothers never spoke of their pasts, nor did anyone speak of the hardships they had endured. Their communication only took a glance, and then they drank it all in one gulp.
This feast lasted a whole day and night. The others had already passed out, lying on the ground and fast asleep. In the end, only Long Chen and Mo Nian remained, still drinking together.
But both of them were drunk too, their tongues so big they looked swollen, and their speech was slurred.
Both shared their experiences. Mo Nian was very lucky; with the guidance of the wicked Daoist, he quickly adapted to the techniques of Wuliang Palace. His cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, and since ascending to the Immortal Realm, he had never encountered an opponent among his peers.
However, Mo Nian also had his own troubles. The Daoist of Wickedness had given him three treasures: a pair of boots, a helmet, and an iron shovel. At first, Mo Nian thought the Daoist was trying to trick him, but later he realized these three were supreme treasures.
However, these three treasures must absorb the death energy within the cemetery to continuously grow stronger. Fortunately, Mo Nian was in this field on the Tianwu Continent and had rich experience. When it came to tomb raiding, he could be said to have learned from one to another, clearly surpassing the master.
But what Mo Nian hated most was that unscrupulous master who visited him every few days, and every time he did, he would steal all his treasures.
No matter how much Mo Nian tried to guard against it, it was useless. Even things hidden in the starry space could be stolen by the wicked Daoist. Every time they met, he would loot him completely. Mo Nian wished he could strangle this shameless old man.
But the cultivation of the Wicked Daoist has always been a mystery. No matter how quickly Mo Nian grows, the Wicked Daoist always manages to outdo him, and Mo Nian is completely subdued by him.
Recently, Mo Nian had just been separated from the Wicked Daoist for a while and had accumulated quite a bit of savings. It could be said that Mo Nian made money very quickly, with countless treasures in various large tombs.
But just thinking about having to loot everything when encountering a wicked Daoist made Mo Nian angry. He had rented out the entire palace this time, partly for face and for the sake of the show, but more importantly, because rather than being looted by the wicked Daoist, it was better to spend it himself.
But when Mo Nian asked about Long Chen's experience, she realized that her own misfortune was much happier compared to Long Chen's.
"Brother, I can see it now. Bad luck has taken root in you. Your luck is just too bad—you've caught up with all sorts of messes." Mo Nian clinked glasses with Long Chen and drank it all in one go. This glass was a sign of sympathy for Long Chen's bad luck.
"I've long gotten used to it, but it doesn't matter. Bad luck isn't all bad. At least I've made many friends. Brother Xia Guhong and Brother Wu Tian are both legendary heroes. If I get the chance, I definitely want to recommend them to you." Long Chen said.
"I've heard of Xia Guhong. He's an absolute peerless hero. If I get the chance, I have to try one." Mentioning Xia Guhong, Mo Nian gave a thumbs up.
"By the way, have you found Liu Zongying yet?" Long Chen asked.
Mentioning Liu Zongying, a flash of anger appeared on Mo Nian's face. Long Chen was startled, but Mo Nian waved his hand and said,
"Don't misunderstand. She's fine. I just haven't found her yet. What annoys me is that my unscrupulous master, even though he clearly predicted where she was, refused to tell me. I've traveled between the heavens, excavating and searching for her, but there's not a single trace. Tell me, Having such a bastard master—isn't that infuriating? "
If I had such a bastard master, I'd slap him to death." Long Chen was also drunk, and when he heard Mo Nian say this, he became indignant and spoke with righteous indignation.
"Brother, do you remember the big deal I told you about before?" Mo Nian glanced around and said softly.
"Clang!"
Long Chen was so startled that he dropped the cup onto the table.
"Are you trying to ...?"