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Outside the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, two burly celestial generals stood on either side of the grand entrance, clad in celestial armor.
Ling Yanzi glanced at the two of them and let out a long breath. No matter what, these two were indeed true immortals. However, upon a closer look, Ling Yanzi was taken aback; the cultivation level of these gatekeepers seemed surprisingly low. They appeared to be at the Late Stage of Nascent Soul from the lower realms, which was...
Ling Yanzi's eyes revealed an uncontrollable confusion as he stared intently at the two celestial generals.
They, however, did not even glance at Ling Yanzi, standing tall and proud, completely indifferent to his prolonged gaze.
Strange, too strange... Ling Yanzi felt increasingly uneasy. Meanwhile, the little Demon Fairy Qing Yao flicked her skirt and directly entered the hall.
Ling Yanzi was still puzzled as he watched the two unyielding celestial generals when suddenly, a terrifying and powerful aura emanated from deep within the hall. This aura pressed down on Ling Yanzi, and a steady and authoritative male voice resonated from within: "The little immortal who ascended, why do you linger outside? Why do you not come in?"
The voice was not loud but struck directly at his heart and lungs, like a heavy drumbeat echoing in Ling Yanzi's chest. Cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead. He quickly steadied himself and cautiously stepped over the high white jade threshold, taking care not to make a misstep. With his head lowered, he slowly made his way toward the center of the hall.
The floor was impeccably smooth, illuminating his figure. Beyond that, everything seemed to be in the clouds; all the decorations inside the hall shone brightly, reflecting countless auspicious lights and golden rays. Ling Yanzi could see nothing clearly and dared not use Divine Consciousness to probe; he could only mechanically walk step by step toward the center of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, kneel down, and deeply bow his head: "Ling Yanzi pays respects to the Immortal Emperor."
"Ling Yanzi, you need not be formal; rise." The Immortal Emperor's voice sounded devoid of any fluctuation. Then everything proceeded as if following a set protocol. He spoke: "Your ascension is not easy; I grant you a Purple Silk Platform and a Seventh-Rank Celestial Mansion. You may collect them after the banquet in the Garden of the Imperial Palace."
"Thank you, Immortal Emperor!"
The banquet and celestial mansion were one thing, but receiving a Purple Silk Platform was truly remarkable; it was an authentic celestial technique of the highest grade! Ling Yanzi's eyes lit up; this reward truly touched his heart. Overjoyed, he boldly raised his head to look at the Immortal Emperor's appearance.
About a hundred feet away on a high throne sat the Immortal Emperor in a dazzling red embroidered Dragon Robe that shone like True Fire. He wore a colorful Eight Treasures Glazed Crown on his head and rested his hands on his knees, sitting upright.
But that face? Ling Yanzi's eyes widened in shock as he realized he actually recognized the Immortal Emperor!
This Immortal Emperor was none other than Grandmaster Jilianzi of Nine Li Sect!
That slightly elongated face with a shovel-like chin, deep-set eyes resembling black gemstones, sunken cheeks, and three strands of black beard—Ling Yanzi had seen this face countless times in statues within Nine Li Cave Heaven's great hall. Even after merging with Yandao Demon Lord’s soul, he recognized him at first glance. There was absolutely no mistake; it was indeed Grandmaster Jilianzi of Nine Li Sect!
He was actually the Immortal Emperor!
The Immortal Emperor of the Celestial Realm has endured ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine tribulations to achieve his status, ranking among the foremost of the immortals and governing the three realms, unmatched by any other immortal, and it is absolutely impossible that he is Grandmaster Jilianzi of the Nine Li Sect!
But if it is not him, then who could that familiar face, seen for over a hundred years, belong to?!
Ling Yanzi was greatly shocked, feeling that something was very wrong in the Celestial Realm. He suppressed his admiration for the Ancestor that belonged to Ling Yi Zi, lowering his head with countless doubts swirling in his mind.
The Immortal Emperor above did not even ask Ling Yanzi which sect he belonged to before ascending; he merely instructed Qing Yao to host a banquet, as if it were just a formality, and in the blink of an eye, he had vanished from his throne.
Qing Yao approached with a cheerful demeanor. Seeing Ling Yanzi in a daze, she covered her mouth and laughed, saying, "I say, Great Immortal Ling Yanzi, why are you still lying on the ground? Quickly follow me to the Garden of the Imperial Palace for the banquet. After the feast, we need to arrange your Seventh-Rank Celestial Mansion and go to the Purple Silk Platform to select a top-tier One-Pin Celestial Skill! Get up now!"
Ling Yanzi jumped up, his hands trembling slightly, but he said nothing and lowered his gaze obediently, replying, "I humbly request you to lead the way, Immortal."
Qing Yao seemed quite pleased with his compliance. Her gaze towards him was like that of a doting shepherd watching over a well-behaved lamb. She beckoned him with her finger and cheerfully said, "Then follow me."
How rude! Never before had a Beast Cultivator dared to act so brazenly in front of Yandao Demon Lord. Ling Yanzi felt immense anger inside but showed no sign of it on his face; he had already developed murderous intent towards this little Demon Fairy.
As they exited Lingxiao Treasure Hall again and passed by two celestial generals, an idea struck Ling Yanzi. He patted the shoulder of the one on his right and whispered, "What is your name, Immortal Brother? I am Ling Yanzi. If you have time someday, how about we share a drink together?"
"How dare you speak so boldly! Do you not see where this is? Quickly get lost!" The celestial general roared angrily, glaring at him while remaining as immovable as an iron tower.
"Oh dear, he just arrived and doesn't know any better. Brother Kunwu, please don't hold it against him." Qing Yao quickly stepped forward to mediate and then frowned at Ling Yanzi coldly, saying, "Why are you causing trouble again? No noise is allowed here. Considering it's your first offense, I won't report you to the Immortal Emperor this time. If there’s a next time—hmph! Hurry up and leave!"
Qing Yao pushed him forcefully. Ling Yanzi initially wanted to teach her a lesson but suddenly had an idea and pretended to be unable to control himself as she pushed him down three or four steps before he finally steadied himself.
The little Demon Fairy indeed showed delight on her face. Once Ling Yanzi's expression improved somewhat, she floated ahead with grace and giggles leading the way, guiding him around Lingxiao Treasure Hall directly toward the Garden of the Imperial Palace.
Along the way, Ling Yanzi once again released his Divine Consciousness and discovered that the Immortal Emperor's aura still lingered deep within Lingxiao Treasure Hall; he had not gone anywhere for a banquet at Yaochi. His suspicions grew stronger.
At this point, Ling Yanzi was extremely alert.
Before long, a vast Fairy Lake appeared in sight. By the lakeside stood an exquisitely beautiful White Jade Pavilion. Qing Yao led Ling Yanzi straight into the pavilion where five stunningly beautiful Demon Fairies were already waiting inside; the banquet had been set up.
The main seat was empty, but above it rested a jade dragon scepter symbolizing the Immortal Emperor. Below the main seat was a white jade table, on which lay a golden plate filled with Jade Cups and an array of Celestial Fruits and Dishes. Qing Yao invited Ling Yanzi to sit down, while she knelt beside her, holding a white jade flask, and began to pour wine for Ling Yanzi with great enthusiasm, saying, "Esteemed Immortal, please enjoy. This is fine wine brewed by my sisters using ninety-eight precious celestial fruits, commonly known as Immortal's Drunkenness. This wine is a specialty of our celestial palace; you won't find it anywhere else."
Ling Yanzi chuckled lightly and replied, "Indeed, the fine wine brewed by Elder Sister Qing Yao and her sisters must be incredibly precious and delicious; it’s certainly something one cannot taste elsewhere. By the way, Elder Sister Qing Yao, may I ask what your true form is? It seems like... an insect?"
The earlier remarks were acceptable, but the last two words "insect" struck Qing Yao's ears like thunder. Her expression changed dramatically; a surge of anger rose from her neck, and in an instant, her face darkened with fury. She slammed the wine flask onto the table and stormed off.
Just as she did so!
Ling Yanzi picked up the wine cup and examined the so-called Immortal's Drunkenness inside. The wine was a vibrant green and smelled sweet and refreshing; however, Ling Yanzi knew he would not drink it.
Glancing at the five Demon Fairies in the corner of the hall whose expressions had also changed, Ling Yanzi raised the jade cup to his lips and pretended to take a sip, suddenly exclaiming, "What excellent wine! I never expected that in this lifetime I, Ling Yanzi, would have the fortune to taste such celestial palace wine; it truly makes my thousands of years of hard cultivation worthwhile!"
He immediately continued to drink cup after cup of Immortal's Drunkenness, but in reality, all of it was being folded into his sleeve and poured into the Spirit Object Celestial Pillow that was linked to his life.
This was the most treasured Celestial Artifact of Yandao Demon Lord. Thanks to it, he had not been harmed by countless souls entering his body; it calmed his spirit and soul and had many other marvelous uses. It was famously known as the Youxian Pillow, which Yandao Demon Lord had obtained through chance long ago, helping him establish his Demon Sect.
Of course, at this moment, the Youxian Pillow was merely being used as a vessel for wine. The Immortal's Drunkenness flowed into it cup after cup without revealing any scent of alcohol. Ling Yanzi even deliberately spilled some wine on himself to make it smell strongly of alcohol. It appeared as if he had consumed all the wine himself.
After "drinking" an entire jug like this, Ling Yanzi laughed heartily, becoming increasingly boisterous with a flushed face. He began clapping along to a rhythm while singing loudly for more wine.
One of the five watching Demon Fairies immediately approached him to collect the empty flask and quickly returned with another jug, saying, "The Immortal Emperor has commanded that esteemed Immortal Ling Yanzi should drink freely until fully intoxicated."
Thus he continued to "drink" for over ten jugs. Seeing that the five observing Demon Fairies now wore expressions of surprise, Ling Yanzi knew it was time to wrap up his act. He tossed aside his wine cup and laid down on the jade table, pretending to snore.
However, in reality, Ling Yanzi was not drunk at all; he perked up his ears to eavesdrop on the three Demon Fairies in the corner.
Before long, they began whispering among themselves.
"I think he’s quite drunk now; perhaps we should go fetch our eldest sister."
"Let’s wait a bit longer; this fellow is quite formidable with high cultivation. He managed to drink over ten jugs of Immortal's Drunkenness without falling down—he might not be fully asleep yet. Let's observe for a while longer."
"That's the Immortal's Drunkenness; just a drop and I'm done for. I can't believe this guy drank over ten pots!"
The voices lowered, and the five Demon Fairies seemed to be waiting and observing their situation.
Seeing that Ling Yanzi remained still, the murmurs grew louder again as they began discussing other topics.
"Fifth Sister, who do you think the Immortal Emperor will summon to his bed tonight? Is it going to be Eldest Sister? Or is it the Sixth Sister, who has been summoned frequently lately?"
"I don't think so; it must be that Little Hussy!"
"Yao Guang? Hmph, the Immortal Emperor hasn't favored that Little Hussy in a long time! It's been us six sisters taking turns every night; there's no way it's her! Let her cry! I love watching her put on a cold face while being incredibly shameless inside!"
"Just hearing her name makes me sick; stop mentioning her! It definitely won't be her!"
"Right, it must be Eldest Sister!"
The five female Demon Fairies chattered away, sharing stories filled with jealousy towards a Fairy named Yao Guang. It was utterly shameless, making Ling Yanzi want to slap them all. But then she paused, astonished.
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