The man’s words were heard clearly by Liu Buli. He glanced back and frowned slightly.
It turned out he hadn't misheard; the man was indeed drunk. He couldn't even tell if he was male or female. Liu Buli knew his own appearance was considered the most beautiful in the cultivation world, but hearing such remarks, he was momentarily unsure whether it was a compliment or an insult.
However, he didn't have much time to ponder. The man, holding his wine pot, strode over to Liu Buli's table. As he got closer, he looked down again. He paused, blinked, and said, "Oh, it's a man? My mistake."
Liu Buli shot him a cold glance and then looked away.
He thought that since the man had seen through his gender, he wouldn't cause any more trouble. But to his complete surprise, the man stared at him, stroked his chin, then placed the wine pot directly on the table. He chuckled, "It's fine if you're a man too. You're so fair and pretty! Care to have a drink with me? I promise you won't be shortchanged!" As he spoke, his other hand slowly reached around Liu Buli's back. Just as he was about to put his arm around Liu Buli's shoulder, Liu Buli finally frowned and unleashed his spiritual energy.
He was, after all, a Sect Master. Even though the Dan Sect primarily focused on refining pills rather than lethal techniques, Liu Buli's cultivation was not low. This sudden burst of power startled the man.
He stumbled back a step, his brows furrowed.
He stared at Liu Buli up and down for a while longer, then his eyes widened. "You… you're Liu Buli, Sect Master Liu?"
"It seems you've had quite a bit to drink, but your eyes aren't completely blind," Liu Buli replied indifferently, his expression extremely displeased. "Since you know my identity, stop this foolishness. My Dan Sect and the Duan Tian Pavilion have always been strangers, with no past grievances. I don't wish to quarrel over trivial matters. So, let's leave it at this. I'll pretend I didn't hear what you said or see your inappropriate actions."
With that, Liu Buli averted his gaze.
The man was taken aback and quickly scurried back to his own table.
Liu Buli of the Dan Sect, the foremost beauty of the cultivation world.
But this unattainable flower had always bloomed at the peak, with no one ever plucking it.
Not for lack of trying, of course.
It was more that they feared they wouldn't live to enjoy it if they did.
The number of peculiar and potent pills Liu Buli possessed was unknown even to the elders within the Dan Sect.
Furthermore, after Liu Buli had recently purged most of the elders and hall masters of the Dan Sect, and even earlier, when Liu Buli single-handedly annihilated the Su family, these events, though unspoken in public, were not unknown.
The name Liu Buli had long become a taboo that few in the cultivation world dared to utter.
He was indeed a beauty.
But he was also a madman.
No one wanted to become his next victim, so it was wise to be respectful when dealing with him.
Seeing the man leave, Liu Buli's expression finally softened. He pursed his lips, then looked at Lu Wuming opposite him, a familiar smile returning to his face. "Wuming, don't be so fierce. We're out here to enjoy ourselves, and encountering unexpected things is normal. As long as it doesn't create more problems, there's no need to let it spoil your mood."
Lu Wuming nodded.
His face showed no reaction, but he had already memorized the man's appearance.
How dare he make advances on his Master.
He was as good as dead.
Lu Wuming narrowed his eyes slightly, mentally calculating when to take the man's life.
But before he could come to a conclusion, a surprised exclamation erupted from another table: "What!? You're saying that beauty over there is Liu Buli?"
Simultaneously with this voice, the sound of chairs being pushed aside echoed. Immediately, another man, dressed similarly to the first, rushed over.
Liu Buli turned his head with a hint of annoyance.
Upon clearly seeing the sword and ornamentation on the newcomer, his eyes widened slightly.
The sword in this man's hand was renowned throughout the cultivation world. And his accessories and equipment were all divine artifacts. Even judging by his attire alone, these items proved his extraordinary status.
Raising an eyebrow, Liu Buli smiled directly and said, "The young master of the Duan Tian Pavilion? Coming to me so directly, without regard for your appearance, your clothes in disarray – aren't you being a bit impolite?"
Hearing Liu Buli speak, the man showed no displeasure at being reprimanded. Instead, he grinned and said, "Daoist Liu recognizes me?"
"No," Liu Buli shook his head. "I just figured that only the Pavilion Master's son from the Duan Tian Pavilion would dress like you."
He paused, then continued, "I'm here today simply to take my disciple sightseeing. I have no intention of interacting with anyone else. Young Master, you are indeed disturbing me. If there's nothing else, please return."
These words were exceedingly blunt.
Yet, coupled with Liu Buli's face, they lent him an even more alluring aura of a chaste beauty.
The young master's desire intensified. He licked his lips and asked with a smile, "Daoist Liu, what if I refuse?"