Chapter 121

Obviously, Ye Hei was not a rule-follower; he had not only cultivated the martial Dao and the Heaven-Covering Method, but had also studied the art of talismans.

That, however, was perfectly normal.

Destined to become a Heaven Emperor who could nurture a hundred scriptures within his furnace, he was naturally deeply interested in every cultivation system he encountered.

Lin Fengjiao's attitude toward Ye Hei was also very good.

Having read the Dutch trilogy, Ninth Uncle understood Ye Hei's character very well—scheming yet righteous.

The key was that he always stood on the side of the human race, something Ninth Uncle greatly admired.

Although Taoism accepted all without discrimination, the Shangqing Sect was even more so.

But Ninth Uncle was of the human race, so naturally he favored Ye Hei, who championed humanity.

The last group was naturally Huang Rong, Su Xiao, and the others—a bunch of women gathered together, chatting very happily.

However, the attentive could still notice that the women's gazes occasionally drifted to the figure at the very front, sparks weaving between their glances.

"Brother Taixuan really is popular." Xiao Wu walked at the very rear, sighing inwardly.

As a soul beast, she felt some inferiority within her heart, many things she simply did not dare to think about.

Each harboring their own thoughts, the group arrived at the True Martial Grand Hall and took their seats separately.

The Dao boys had already brought out the dishes, the enticing fragrance wafting out.

Wu Dangpai, belonging to the Zhengyi branch, may eat meat, may drink wine, may marry.

Only they may not eat beef, dog, wild goose, or turtle.

Entirely different from the Quanzhen branch.

Thus, the great hall actually contained quite a lot of meat dishes.

Zhang Sanfeng even brought out an Immortal Treasure Pot and cooked a great python in it.

Once the demon beast was cooked, the aroma was something ordinary people simply could not resist; some Dao boys had long been swallowing their saliva, gazing longingly, hoping to get a bowl of soup.