“Of course I accept, Patriarch Sprite Desolation,” Buddhist Lord Sumeru said, sounding very honored. “It’s a grand occasion involving both the monumental House of the Invincible and the royal Spritefolk. How could I possibly refuse? Unfortunately, my cultivation base is a bit weak. I worry I might make a fool of myself.”

The truth was that the Sumeru Temple was pitiful when compared to the House of the Invincible or the Spritefolk. The Spritefolk patriarch was giving a lot of face to the old monk by inviting him to an event held by those two groups.

“Forget about that,” Sprite Desolation replied. “Just come and offer your respects. Maybe bring a nice gift. Don’t worry, you’ll be paid back handsomely. Dugu Yunkong is a boundless expert from ancient times, how could he not be incredibly rich? That said, if you don’t have any appropriate gift, then just don’t worry about that aspect.

“Either way, here’s the invitation card. Now that I’ve delivered it to you, I need to make my way to the other top organizations and deliver their cards. When the date arrives, simply bring the invitation to the House of the Invincible,...