704: Chapter 704 Exchange Banquet!

Various sword domains and sword Dao auras intertwined, forming a brilliant picture.

In some areas, Sword Intent was like starlight, sprinkling down in dots, exquisitely beautiful. In other areas, Sword Intent was like moonlight, cold as water, peaceful and profound.

In some areas, Sword Intent was like fireflies, flickering and elusive, mysterious and unpredictable.

Silver light, golden light, green light, blue light... Sword Intent of various colors intertwined in the night sky, decorating Wan Jian Peak like a fairyland.

Qin Yan walked in the group, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding scenery.

"Truly beautiful."

He sighed in his heart.

Soon, the group arrived at the summit of Wan Jian Peak.

At the summit, the view was open and unobstructed.

In the distance were rolling mountains, appearing like black silhouettes in the night;

Further away, the lights of Taixuan City's ten thousand homes could be faintly seen, twinkling like the Milky Way fallen to the mortal world.

And on the summit, the arrangement was quite brilliant.

Looking out, ten thousand swords hung in the air—thousands of swords floated in the Void Realm, tips pointing down and hilts pointing up, arranged in a massive circle.

Those swords, some were simple and elegant, some were gorgeous and dazzling, some were sharp and exposed, and some were restrained and deep. Various colors of light flowed on the sword bodies—gold, silver, green, blue, red—intertwining into a beautiful scroll in the night sky.

Ten thousand swords hanging in the air, Sword Qi crisscrossing, exquisitely beautiful.

On the open ground at the mountain peak, tables and chairs made of golden spiritual materials were neatly arranged, with snow-white spiritual silkworm silk tablecloths fluttering gently in the night wind.

Every table was laid with a dazzling array of spiritual food and drinks—there were whole roasted beasts, golden all over and emitting dense Spiritual Qi; platters of spirit fruit, crystal clear as if carved from crystal; nectar and jade liquid served in white jade cups, shimmering with a faint silver light; and various delicacies carefully prepared with rare spiritual materials, an endless variety of fine foods.

The air was filled with the tempting aroma of food; just one sniff was enough to whet the appetite.

In mid-air, several miniature golden Fighting Arenas floated, clearly intended for the Disciples to spar for entertainment during the banquet.

"This is where you will have your exchange."

Senior Brother Zhang Hao stopped and turned to look at everyone.

"I'll be taking my leave first."

He cupped his hands and prepared to depart.

"Take care, Senior Brother Zhang Hao," several people said.

Senior Brother Zhang Hao nodded and turned to leave.

His figure disappeared into the night.

As soon as Senior Brother Zhang Hao left, the atmosphere on the scene immediately became more relaxed and natural.

Huang Jiuli stood beside Qin Yan, her small nose twitching slightly. Her Phoenix eyes suddenly lit up, and an irrepressible look of intoxication involuntarily appeared on her face.

Her gaze quickly swept over those golden tabletops, and she began to mutter in a low voice as if counting her family treasures:

"Dragon spine meat of the Red Flame Flood Dragon, wing mid-joint of the Profound Ice Luan Bird, ribs of the Green-Eyed Golden-Crystal Beast, Nine-Bend Spirit Ginseng stewed with Dragon tendon... Heavens, there's even Heavenly Soul Jade Liquid and Hundred Fruit Nectar! These are all my favorites; I haven't eaten such good things in a long, long time!"

Hearing this, Qin Yan couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Red Flame Flood Dragon? Profound Ice Luan Bird? Although he had seen these names in ancient texts, he had never actually come into contact with them—if he remembered correctly, these all seemed to be at least seventh-grade Vicious Beasts!

Could it be that all this spiritual food in front of him was made from the meat of seventh-grade Vicious Beasts?

"Jiuli, this food is...?" Qin Yan immediately asked.

Huang Jiuli's slender neck stretched straight, her gaze still glued to the aromatic food, reluctant to look away.

The worries she had in the hall earlier had long since been cast to the back of her mind.

Without turning her head, she explained, "All this food is prepared from the meat of seventh-grade Vicious Beasts. The Peak Master is truly generous to us. Smell this roasted Dragon spine meat—the Red Flame Flood Dragon itself is a standout among seventh-grade Vicious Beasts, and the fire-attribute essence in its spine meat is the densest. After being slow-roasted with Earth Fire by a Spirit Chef, all the essence is locked in the meat. One bite is of great benefit to the Cultivation of fire-attribute Cultivation Techniques.

And this Profound Ice Luan Bird wing, that's a branch of the extremely rare Ice Phoenix Bloodline among seventh-grade Vicious Beasts; the meat is incredibly tender and melts in your mouth.

This table of spiritual food would cost at least ten thousand taixuan points to arrange outside."

All made from seventh-grade Vicious Beasts?

Ten thousand taixuan points?

Qin Yan was also slightly shocked upon hearing this.

Anything, once it reached the seventh grade, would undergo a qualitative change.

Spirit Talismans—the power of a seventh-rank Spirit Talisman was enough to contend with an expert of the Grandmaster level.

Medicinal Pills—the potency of a Seventh-Grade Medicinal Pill far exceeded that of a sixth-grade pill by several times.

Martial Artists—the strength of a Seventh-Grade Grandmaster was worlds apart from the sixth grade.

Naturally, it was the same for Vicious Beasts. The meat of a seventh-grade Vicious Beast contained Spiritual Qi, essence blood, and energy that no sixth-grade Vicious Beast could compare to.

A seventh-grade Vicious Beast was a treasure from head to toe—the meat could be eaten, the blood could be refined, the bones could be forged, and the skin could be made into armor.

If he could consume this spiritual food, it would definitely be of great benefit to him.

The several Disciples around them looked at the full spread of spiritual food, and a strange light also flickered in their eyes.

Meat of seventh-grade Vicious Beasts, auxiliary ingredients of seventh-grade Spirit Medicine, Thousand-Year Spirit Honey Brew, Moonlight Clear Dew—the value of this single banquet table was probably an astronomical figure.

Even in the forces behind them, seventh-grade resources were extremely important and would not be brought out so casually to entertain Disciples.

Yet Peak Master Jian Wuya had provided several tables full of it with a single wave of his hand.

"Hahaha, since you're all here, take your seats."

A hearty laugh rang out from high in the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw the figures of Peak Master Jian Wuya and Pulse Master Lu Chenyuan, who had appeared in mid-air at some unknown time.

The two stood in the air, their robes fluttering gently in the night wind.

"Yes, Peak Master, lineage master."

The group of Disciples all spoke out.

Then, they took their seats one after another.

The golden tables and chairs shimmered with a faint light under the moonlight.

However, the Disciples soon discovered something different—these seats were not for sitting randomly.

Each seat had a marker, with a clear distribution of who sat where.

Names were carved on the golden tables and chairs—Long Aotian, Lin Ruoxi, Qin Yan, Huang Jiuli, Su Qingwan, Feng Wuji, Beichen Xing, as well as the names of the seven people from Diluo Valley, all neatly arranged.

Clearly, Peak Master Jian Wuya and Pulse Master Lu Chenyuan had already arranged the seating.

Qin Yan quickly found his position.

The seating here was distributed four to a table, with four people per table sitting in pairs facing each other.

After he sat down, three figures appeared at this table in succession.