Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

"Welcome to the Heavenly Demon Clan, human cultivator."

An elderly and dignified-looking man walked out from the crowd. His voice was steady and powerful, revealing an unquestionable majesty.

"I am the patriarch of the Sky Demon Clan and the father of this child, Lang Yun."

"Human monk, your bravery and compassion transcend the boundaries of race. Like a bright star, you illuminate this forgotten forest."

"In the long history of our Sky Demon Clan, few humans have been able to earn such high respect and gratitude."

"Your actions not only saved my son, but also cleared the trouble for my celestial demon clan, and built a bridge of understanding and peace between the human and demon clans."

After saying that, Chief Wolf Cloud bowed slightly, and the Sky Demons behind him followed suit, not caring at all about Zhou Yiqiao's human identity, and took turns stepping forward to hug Zhou Yiqiao.

Zhou Yiqiao was at a loss as to what to do, but Lang Ye explained in a low voice.

"This is the most noble thanksgiving ceremony of our Tian Yao clan, which represents the recognition of you by father and others."

After hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao felt a little relieved and tried his best to respond to every hug.

The hugging etiquette of the Sky Demon Clan has a specific set of procedures. Zhou Yiqiao's movements were extremely awkward, but the members of the Sky Demon Clan did not mind. Instead, they guided him with warmer smiles.

An incense stick of time passed after the ceremony ended. Then the members of the Heavenly Demon Clan surrounded Zhou Yiqiao and sent him into the meeting hall in the center.

The decoration in the meeting hall is simple yet solemn. On the walls hang portraits of successive patriarchs of the Sky Demon Clan, each of whom looks majestic and mysterious.

In the center of the hall stood a long table carved from a single huge piece of wood, surrounded by some rough but sturdy wooden chairs.

A chandelier made of animal bones and gems hung above the long table, emitting a soft light that illuminated the entire hall.

Zhou Yiqiao was led into the hall, where clan leader Lang Yun personally greeted him and motioned for him to sit next to him.

The elders of the tribe and some prominent members of the tribe came one after another after hearing the news, their eyes full of curiosity and scrutiny.

When all seats were filled with members of the Sky Demon Clan, Chief Langyun spoke, his voice echoing in the hall.

"Everyone, today we are honored to welcome a distinguished guest. He not only saved my son Lang Ye, but also used his wisdom and strength to help our Tian Yao tribe eliminate the traitors."

As he spoke, Lang Yun repeated the process of rescuing Zhou Yiqiao from Lang Ye and killing Lang Hui.

"So he is the benefactor of my Heavenly Demon Clan!"

When the members of the Tian Yao tribe present heard the words of their leader Langyun, they immediately burst into warm cheers.

Although the demon race and the human race are hostile to each other, they have the most sincere gratitude and respect for those who have done them favors, no matter what race they are.

Upon seeing this, Chief Wolf Cloud was filled with emotion, and after everyone had expressed their gratitude, he stood up, gently pressed his hands down, and signaled everyone to be quiet.

When the noise in the hall gradually died down, Chief Langyun smiled and said to Zhou Yiqiao.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, we, the Heavenly Demon Clan, will always remember your kindness."

"Today, let us express our gratitude with the most sumptuous banquet."

Then, Chief Wolf Cloud clapped his hands gently, and a group of Sky Demon attendants dressed in festive costumes came in one after another, holding a variety of delicacies and fine wines in their hands.

These foods and drinks are all specialties of the Tianyao tribe. Some are brewed with wild fruits from the mountains, while others are cooked with rare and exotic animals from the forest.

Perhaps it is because these spiritual dishes and spiritual wines are made from natural spiritual creatures in Zoroastrianism, and each dish exudes an enticing aroma and rich spiritual power.

The servants placed the food and drinks on the long table one by one, and Chief Langyun personally filled a glass for Zhou Yiqiao with fine wine brewed from the spiritual fruits unique to the Tianyao tribe.

This wine is amber in color, emitting a faint glow, sweet in the mouth and with a long aftertaste.

The most important thing was that once the wine entered his stomach, it instantly turned into pure spiritual power and flowed into the spiritual sea in his dantian, saving Zhou Yiqiao several days of hard training!

Zhou Yiqiao was surprised and looked directly at the wine in the cup, wanting to get a glimpse of its ingredients.

His actions were seen by Lang Yun, and he received a kind smile in return.

"If Brother Zhou is interested in our clan's spiritual fruit wine, I will give you a few jars later as a souvenir."

"This wine is brewed with a secret recipe passed down from generation to generation by my Tian Yao clan. It not only has a unique taste, but also contains the natural essence and spiritual power from the depths of the forest. It is of great benefit to the cultivation of cultivators."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao hurriedly bowed to express his gratitude.

"Thank you for the generous gift, Chief. This spiritual object is rare. I am very grateful."

At the banquet, the members of the Sky Demon Clan laughed and talked happily, and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious.

After three rounds of drinks, the Wolf Cloud Clan clapped their hands again, signaling everyone to take a break.

After everyone quieted down, Chief Langyun said to Zhou Yiqiao.

"Friend Zhou, today's banquet is our expression of gratitude to you."

"However, I also know that as a human monk, you came to our Zoroastrian Continent for something important."

"If you don't mind, could you tell us why you're here? Perhaps our Sky Demon Clan can provide you with some help."

Following the words of Chief Langyun, other tribesmen in the hall also left one after another, leaving behind only a few elders and a few elites of the tribe, such as Langye.

Their eyes were all focused on Zhou Yiqiao, waiting for his answer.

"I am deeply grateful for the kindness of everyone in the Sky Demon Clan."

His mind raced, and after some consideration, he decided not to tell the other party the truth for the time being.

"The purpose of Zhou's coming to Zoroastrianism has already been known to the young noble clan leader Lang Ye."

"It's nothing more than that I have offended some forces in Central Continent, and I want to avoid disaster. I also want to find some opportunities in this unexplored continent to improve my cultivation."

Zhou Yiqiao's words were sincere, his eyes were clear, and his words were half true and half false. For a moment, the people of the Heavenly Demon Clan could not tell the truth from the falsehood in them.

However, the high-ranking members of the Sky Demon Clan, such as Chief Langyun, are all experienced and knowledgeable people.

They were not dissatisfied with Zhou Yiqiao's caution and reserve. Instead, they appreciated his cautious character even more.

Chief Wolf Cloud smiled slightly, and that smile contained both understanding and encouragement.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, don't worry too much. My Heavenly Demon Clan has always been clear about gratitude and resentment. If you are hiding something, you must have your own difficulties."

"It's just that the land of Zoroastrianism is vast and full of hidden dangers. If you can tell me everything, with the support of my Heavenly Demon Clan, you will be able to act more smoothly in the land of Zoroastrianism in the future."

Although Zhou Yiqiao was moved by the sincere words of the Langyun tribe leader, he still insisted on his own ideas.

"I appreciate the good intentions of Chief Langyun, but the real situation is just as I said. I hope Chief Langyun will understand."