As the wine flowed freely, a young cultivator with an honest face approached Lu Xuan.
"Friend Lu, why are you drinking alone? Come, come, join me for a few drinks!"
The youth, slightly intoxicated, said to Lu Xuan with a smile.
"All the fellow cultivators have experience in hunting evil demons, and they're discussing related topics. Lu Mou doesn't quite fit into their conversations."
Lu Xuan replied with a smile.
"I see."
The youth nodded and then, a chilling flying sword materialized in front of him, surrounded by a faint mist, weaving between them.
"Friend Lu, how about this five-grade Flying Sword I obtained from the Heavenly Star Cave? I risked my life hunting down seven or eight evil demons to exchange for it."
The youth looked passionately at the flying sword before him, clearly cherishing it greatly.
"Not bad, worthy of Friend Zhang's efforts. To exchange for such a strange treasure from the Heavenly Star Cave, Lu Mou admires you."
