"Hello everyone, I’m Luo Huan, disciple of the Trinity Mystic Sect, taught by Lu Jin."
Standing next to Lu Jin, Luo Huan swept a glance across everyone present, then cupped her fists with poise and gave a polite bow.
She had no fear of these people’s gazes. With strength and the capability to handle problems, she wasn’t afraid of all those scrutinizing eyes.
On the contrary, those focused gazes brought her an indescribable sense of pleasure, and the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but lift.
The Qi within her surged along with that feeling, and an immense current of Qi burst forth.
In an instant, her head full of pink hair lost its color, and her body seemed to be drained of color, turning pale white.
The white Qi she exuded twirled around her like fluttering ribbons.
She truly resembled a celestial fairy who had descended to the mortal realm.
For a moment, everyone held their breath.
"Good kid, a youthful hero indeed."
The old Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei nodded and broke the silence.
He raised his voice in high praise.
A smile spread across his wrinkle-covered face.
"Hahaha, Luo Huan, come sit over here. Everyone, the banquet begins. Eat and drink to your heart’s content!"
Lu Jin first called Luo Huan over to sit, then turned around and signaled to the others who hadn’t yet lifted their chopsticks that the banquet was starting.
At once, everyone began to eat, but their conversations were sparse. Instead, they all perked up their ears to listen.
"Luo Huan, this is Zhang Zhiwei, Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master Mansion. You can call him Senior Brother Zhang."
"This is Lü Ci, head of the Lü Family. Just call him Grandpa Lü."
...
Lu Jin began introducing one by one the Four Great Families at the table and others of his generation.
"Hello, Senior Brother Zhang."
"Hello, Grandpa Lü."
...
Luo Huan didn’t make Lu Jin lose face. She greeted each one earnestly.
At the same time, she carefully examined them—characters who had until now only existed in pages of manhwa and episodes of animation.
Hmm, they didn’t look much different from how they appeared in the manhwa.
Zhang Zhiwei had kind eyes and kind brows, Lü Ci looked fierce, and Wang Ai had the unmistakable air of a sinister old man...
After the introductions, she was sent to sit with the younger generation alongside Linglong.
After all, knowing old men didn’t matter much—the future belonged to the young.
"Old Lu, this child is excellent—reminds me of my younger days."
After sending Zhang Lingyu to join the juniors as well, Zhang Zhiwei looked at the furiously eating Luo Huan and commented.
That look of madness on her face reminded him of the younger self who had eyes only for cultivation and disregarded everything else.
"Not at all, she’s still very young."
Lu Jin stroked his beard and replied with a smile.
He didn’t deny it—in fact, he even subtly implied that Luo Huan was younger than Zhang Zhiwei had been back then.
But when others heard that, it carried a different meaning.
"More talented than the old Heavenly Master was? Won’t she soar to the heavens someday?"
Lü Ci and Wang Ai exchanged glances—it was clear they both had the same thought.
After all, they were part of the generation that had lived under Zhang Zhiwei’s shadow.
Meanwhile, Gao Lian of the Gao Family glanced at Xu Si, who was chatting away, and remained silent.
As a member of the Gao Family, he didn’t really have the seniority to be seated here—he was only sent because the family head couldn’t make it.
And as the head of the company's Northeast Division, it wasn’t really his place to say much.
Even if he sensed that Luo Huan might be a major destabilizing factor, this wasn’t the Northeast Division.
It was outside his jurisdiction. Didn’t you see even Xu Si hadn’t said anything?
Feng Zhenghao, on the other hand, smiled as he toasted Lu Jin, casting a sidelong glance at his son Feng Xingtong and eldest daughter Feng Shayan.
Both of them eagerly approached Luo Huan.
"By the way, Old Lu, are you preparing to break through?"
Zhang Zhiwei looked at the smiling Lu Jin and asked.
"Yes, inviting you over this time also had that intention. I want everyone to be witnesses, and I want to try and see if I can reach the level of my master."
Lu Jin looked at the old Heavenly Master—the very one who was said to be among the few capable of truly breaking apart his Three Dantians, or even completely scattering them.
His face was filled with solemnity.
"Lu Jin, are you serious?"
"Could it really be true?"
Lü Ci and Wang Ai instinctively stood up.
The heads of the other sects also perked up and listened closely.
After all, they had all heard of the events surrounding the Trinity Mystic Sect back in the day, but since no one from Trinity Mystic Sect ever spoke of the details, all the information others had managed to gather was that the Great Surging Immortal Zuo Ruotong had seemingly been killed by the All-Truth demon Wu Gensheng.
It was all just rough speculation.
"Yes, I want to prove it too."
Lu Jin glanced at Luo Huan, then nodded.
If he didn’t succeed, then let him die trying, taking with him the unfulfilled regrets of the Trinity Mystic Sect.
...
"Hu~"
After greeting her peers, Luo Huan dove straight into eating.
She had absolutely no intention of continuing the conversation.
Sure, that explosion of Qi just now looked cool, but that had been her last reserve of hidden energy.
Having trained all night without food, she was starving to death. Just managing to hold on through Lu Jin’s introductions after putting on that show was already impressive.
Even having the strength to say a few greetings was a bonus!
"Linglong, why does she look like a starving ghost?"
Wang Bing frowned slightly.
Though he had followed his Great-grandfather Wang Ai here to support Lu Jin, this person’s manners were seriously lacking.
He was a natural-born noble, yet when he took the initiative to greet her, she didn’t even respond?
Others felt the same way—this was a banquet, after all, meant for networking. Who just sits down and starts wolfing down food like that?
Was she really some starving ghost reincarnated?
"She came here straight after exiting seclusion."
Lu Linglong replied casually—she was already used to it.
"Then she must’ve gotten stronger, right? How about we test it out later?"
A glint of battle intent sparked in Wang Bing’s eyes.
After all, as a proper young master of the Wang Family coming here just to support someone else’s moment, it didn’t feel great.
But if he could defeat the genius Lu Jin had brought forward, then wouldn’t he become the center of attention instead?
There was no reason he couldn’t be the star of this banquet too!
Although the Wang Family’s strengths didn’t lie in direct combat, their Spirit Dispatching Arts—mastering spirits through binding techniques—made him terrifyingly powerful!
Luo Huan just glanced at him, nodded slightly, and then resumed devouring her meal.
After all, she felt she had become terrifyingly strong herself after the recent days of cultivation.
She felt like she could punch to death the version of herself from a few days ago who had yet to learn Reverse Life.
Why train so hard if not to achieve her goals—and to use the powers she gained to satisfy her own desires along the way?
Now she also wanted to enjoy a good fight!
But after finishing her last bite and conducting another inner inspection—
Luo Huan realized she now had a precise understanding of the structure of the Three Dantians and the cyclical pathways within her body!
A wild and daring idea popped into Luo Huan’s mind.
Right here, today!
I will reconstruct the Three Dantians!
I will break through the Triple!