The waitresses who were able to serve them on the top floor of the Soaring Immortal Pavilion were all national beauties. Some poured wine and tea, while some were playing zither and dancing to music.
Usually, even though there weren't many people who came to the top floor, there were still people who would come here regularly. After those people came, they would usually order a table of fine wine and good dishes, but they wouldn't eat or drink too much. They mostly talked about cultivation matters.
They thought that the same would happen to this gathering, but things were totally different from what these waitresses thought.
A bald monk in a cassock was chanting Buddhist mantras when he came. Hearing that he was the first one on the Heavenly List, these waitresses also respectfully called him master. However, after he sat down, the master had a chicken drumstick in his right hand and a porkchop in his left hand, and his mouth was full of oil.
There was another man who had a beard and looked like an artistic and decadent man. He was handsome, but when he saw the good wine, he drank one bottle after another. He also stuffed two bottles of wine into his clothes.
The gathering was completely different from what these waitresses had imagined!
The remaining people were also led by the two men, and they completely put down their reserved manners.
"Senior Brother, why do you just sit there? Let's drink!" Caddell said to his Senior Brother Lorimer.
A female cultivator dressed in a jade green robe also had a beautiful appearance. She was ranked ninth on the Heavenly List. Her name was Isota Gu.
Caddell was ranked eighth on the List and Lorimer was sixth. Amgad, who was originally ranked tenth, had been killed. Ranjeet was ranked first, Gardiner was ranked second, and Aureo was ranked third.
The person ranked fourth was also a woman. She looked like a little girl, but she was actually in her 30s. Her name was Gaspara, and the fifth person ranked on the list was Tiberio.
Among them, Tiberio was the strangest. His strength was only in the Divine Sea Realm, but his bloodline had been completely awakened. The power of his bloodline could make up the gap between the Divine Sea and the Divine Bridge realms, which proved how powerful Tiberio's bloodline power was. Some people speculated that Tiberio's ancestor was definitely a big shot, but there was no evidence to confirm it.
Helmuth, ranked seventh on the list, did not appear. It was said that he had discovered an opportunity and could not make it in time.
In addition to these people, there was a man sitting on the top floor. He was handsome and had an excellent temperament. He exuded a strong spirit from head to toe, and behind him, there was a golden light flashing.
After Ranjeet stuffed a chicken leg, he muttered to the man, "Torrence vantai, what are you doing here if you don't eat?"
vantai!
The family name of the Seventh Tribe of the Divine Race!
If it was seen by other cultivators, they would definitely be shocked.
The one who was ranked first on the Heavenly List had once killed a member of the Seventh Tribe of the Divine Race, but now he was actually eating together with a member of the Seventh Tribe?
Torrence smiled and said, "My disappointing brother was killed by you because you wanted something to eat. I swore I'll sit at the same table with you. I won't eat until you stop eating."
When Torrence's words came out, the people on the table couldn't help but look in this direction. Everyone was curious as to why Ranjeet had killed a member of the Seventh Tribe back then. Now that they heard this, they were surprised to find out that this was actually the reason. To kill someone for food? To kill a member of the Divine Race for food? Wasn't this a bit too valiant?
Ranjeet curled their lips and said, "I killed him because he had a cheap mouth and it has nothing to do with food."
Upon hearing that, everyone finally understood what had happened.
"Brother Ranjeet, what do you think about my proposal?" Torrence asked.
The rest of the group cast curious looks at him again. No one had expected that Ranjeet would actually bring a member of the Seventh Tribe of the Divine Race over at this gathering.
Ranjeet put down the porkchop in his hands, and then elegantly took out a tissue, wiped his mouth, put his hands together and shouted Amitabha. After that, he said, "Torrence, you said that your elder brother admires me and wants me to follow him, but do you know that my elder brother is more fierce?"
Torrence was very confident. "Brother Ranjeet, no matter how strong your brother is, he is naturally inferior to my brother."
Ranjeet slapped his hand on the table and shouted, "Bullsh*t! My big brother is the richest second generation in the world. Your big brother is nothing!"
Torrence calmly said, "My big brother is the Heavenly Son of the Seventh tribe of the Divine Race. His status is noble, and his strength is the strongest amongst the younger generation. He is also the future Divine Master of the Seventh Tribe. He should be stronger than the second rich generation, right?"
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