The feast continued late into the night. Laughter and celebration filled the Xian Clan compound as disciples and elders toasted their success.
Wine flowed freely, and stories grew more animated with each passing hour.
Xian Tiandi participated for appearances, accepting congratulations and engaging in brief conversations.
But his mind was elsewhere, focused on the task ahead.
He waited patiently, monitoring the energy in the courtyard. Gradually, people began showing signs of exhaustion.
The excitement of the day caught up with them. Conversations grew quieter. Some disciples excused themselves to rest.
Around midnight, Xian Tiandi stood and bowed respectfully to Elder Feng.
"I'm going to retire for the evening," he said. "The trials were exhausting. I need proper rest before orientation in three days."
"Of course, Young Master," Elder Feng replied, slightly unsteady from wine. "You've earned it. Rest well."
