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There's no such thing as a good banquet, no such thing as a pleasant gathering, it's like sitting on pins and needles.

That was exactly how Cloth Sack Arhat and Pagoda-carrying Arhat felt at that moment.

Even so, they still could not stand up and leave in decay.

After all, Buddhism is one of the two great Tao Lineages in the Earth Immortal Realm, a great influence, with a reputation to uphold. Engaging in such pettiness was absolutely unacceptable. Despite their intense discomfort, both had to force themselves to sit it out.

Fortunately, Xu Yang harbored no intention of making things difficult for them; after introducing the effects of the "Grass Return Elixir," he raised his cup to start the banquet: "At the Pill Origin Gathering, we shall all share the Grass Return. My fellow cultivators, please enjoy!"

"Fellow cultivator, please!"

"Senior, please!"

"Great Immortal, please!"