"Immortal Zilan, have you heard? Something big has happened on Yin Meng Star..."
On Immortal Illusion Star, at an upper-class tavern where immortals, demons, Buddhas, and demons were enjoying fine wines and delicacies, they were suddenly startled by a voice.
"Could it be that Yin Meng Star, the one occupied by all the demons of the Demon Realm? With countless Demon Emperors and Demon Kings there, what could possibly go wrong?" Immortal Zilan, who was drinking, glanced at the newcomer and said irritably, "Eight Trigram Taoist, what nonsense are you making up again? Speak plainly, if you're trying to trick me into giving you a drink, forget it."
The Eight Trigram Taoist instantly jumped up as if his fur had exploded, pointing at Immortal Zilan and raging, "Zilan, you can be reckless with your drinking, but not with your words. When have I, the Eight Trigram Taoist, ever made up stories to deceive others? This is an insult to me, I... I demand a duel with you..."
