Just in time for the annual Immortal Wine Festival, Wei Wenxin donned a newly tailored robe and set out, glowing with high spirits atop her Spirit Beast, Lingcang. Although her usual companions were busy with this or that, leaving her only able to invite Dajiang, the Spirit Beast of Grand-Uncle-Master Mingcheng, and Qingfeng, the Spirit Beast of Grand-Uncle-Master Mingying, her enthusiasm remained undampened. She was always busy herself and rarely had time to go out for fun, so she understood that everyone else was occupied, too.
The Immortal Wine Festival was a lively affair. Wei Wenxin hadn’t attended in years. She took a seat at the judges’ table, and a stream of fine wines was served before her, all for the sake of earning a single word of praise from her. As the drinking progressed, she grew excited, took to the wind on her sword, and composed a sword routine on the spot.
A fierce fire roared to life; as she flicked the tip of her sword, the flames twisted and changed, manifesting into humanoid figures that sparred with her in mid-air. She truly had a gift for causing a scene. The visual impact was off the charts, and the cultivators in the audience were screaming until their voices grew hoarse. This great plaza was legendary in Myriad Swords City; it hosted sword-racing competitions, the Immortal Wine Festival, and even served as a sub-venue whenever the Wanjian Sect hosted the Grand Tournament of the Nine Sects and Eighteen Schools.
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