June had just passed.
The Linhai Immortal City became hot. Although cultivators were not afraid of the cold and scorching sun, most cultivators would go to the Li River in the east to enjoy the scenery after being in seclusion for a long time or when they were free.
At this moment, in a flying ship on the river, a lively banquet was being held. The Golden Core, Foundation Establishment, and other guest elders who were participating, as well as the elders, deacons, shopkeepers, and other members, raised their cups and drank heartily. After the initial unaccustomedness, they had gradually adapted to life in the Linhai Immortal City.
From the beginning of the banquet, there had been many cultivators who came to toast Shen Ping. After all, it was rare for a core member of the headquarters like him to participate in a banquet. The other guest elders naturally had to take this opportunity to appear and befriend him.
