Qin Yu cupped his hands together. “Thank you senior Hou for the good intentions. I will sincerely consider the offer.” His voice wasn’t friendly at all, but contained a fairly cold chill. Many cultivators felt their hearts loosen. It seemed that Hou Yuangou had been too overbearing in his actions just now and had pushed Qin Yu away. The chances of him joining the Demonic Path wouldn’t be particularly high.

“Very well. First of all, for the way I improperly handled affairs before, I would like to apologize to you. Since this choice involves your future, you must be careful!” Hou Yuangou smiled, no awkwardness in his expression. This performance caused everyone in the banquet hall to curse this old fellow for being a wily old fox.

The banquet continued. The various influences from all over approached Qin Yu and signaled that they wished to recruit him. Some parties that were lacking in strength simply offered up gifts, saying that if fellow daoist Qin Yu needed anything he could directly ask them.

Qin Yu secretly shook his head. If he wanted to collect the 36 different kinds of soul treasures in today’s situation, he really might have a chance of obtaining them all. But accepting such precious gifts meant that he would be touched by their karma of cause and effect and in the future there would inevitably come a time where he would...