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Lichun Tower.

While Wang Chen was conversing with Xi Manyun in the Shangxun Heavenly Master Pavilion, three streets away, Lichun Tower was ablaze with lights and buzzing with people's voices, where a boisterous night banquet was in progress.

Over a dozen cultivators, with wild abandon, crowded around young and beautiful maidservants. Amidst clinking cups and laughing voices, their merry chatter spilled through the windows onto the streets outside.

It drew envious and longing glances from countless passersby.

One of the cultivators drank a large cup of Spiritual Wine, and his face turned even redder.

Emboldened by the wine, he asked the cultivator in purple robes, who sat in the place of honor, "Director Sir, what's the background of that new Heavenly Master?"

The cultivator in purple robes appeared to be around thirty years old, with a face that looked sinister and an arrogant demeanor.