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Chapter 8: Peach Banquet
The Wind Spirit was about to leave the Divine Ruins Realm, bidding farewell to everyone with a heavy heart. She sat on the back of the black creature, allowing it to carry her through the winds as they soared into the clouds.
Dugu Po had yet to emerge from his seclusion, but his retreat had attracted a massive Vital Energy Wave. The purest Vital Energy from the entire Divine Ruins Realm surged toward Dugu Po's place of meditation, like a river flowing into the sea.
Lin Feng observed this extraordinary sight and remarked, "It seems that Second Senior Brother has encountered quite a fortune. When he comes out, his cultivation will surely be astonishing."
"That's a good thing. It looks like I've helped him a bit," Lin Miaomiao said with a comforting smile.
Three days later, the Yunlu Xian Sect held the Peach Banquet, and naturally, the Divine Ruins were invited. The Guan Family gathered with Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao to discuss matters regarding the Peach Banquet.
Lin Feng asked, "What does the Peach Banquet signify?"
"This is a grand event of the Yunlu Xian Sect. The timing of each banquet is unpredictable. However, every time it is held, it has a certain impact on the dynamics of the Nine Provinces," explained the Guan Family.
Lin Feng pondered for a moment and said, "So, some truly hidden forces in the Nine Provinces will participate?"
The Guan Family nodded. "Exactly. I believe that the Yunlu Xian Sect is holding the Peach Banquet at such an opportune time because something unusual is bound to happen."
"Lin Feng, you and Miaomiao should go ahead. I’d better wait until Dugu Po emerges before joining him," Lin Miaomiao suggested.
"Alright," Lin Feng nodded in agreement.
Although Yunlu Xian Sect was not one of the Four Great Secret Lands of the Nine Provinces, its mystery was no less than that of any major secret place. Top cultivators from the Cultivation World gathered at Yunlu Xian Sect for the Peach Banquet.
The landscape of Yunlu Xian Sect was breathtaking, with beautiful peaks rising majestically. Vital Energy condensed and floated among the clouds, while pavilions and towers stood tall atop the mountains.
The group walked along the suspended mountain path, marveling at the picturesque yet perilous surroundings.
"This place truly lives up to its reputation as a celestial sect; it is indeed a paradise on earth," Fire Vein remarked with great interest.
"One must know that the history of Yunlu Xian Sect is incredibly long, surpassing that of Divine Ruins," Li Jing added, equally impressed.
The two Holy Maidens of Yunlu came forth to greet the esteemed guests. Their figures were graceful, with waists that could be grasped with a single hand. They moved lightly, their smiles as warm as a spring breeze, and their long black hair danced gently in the wind.
Mo Pinglan and Wan'er smiled and said, "Esteemed guests, please enter Yaochi Residence and take your seats."
A maid from Yunlu Xian Sect led everyone to Yaochi Residence. The water within Yaochi was composed entirely of pure and pristine Vital Energy. Swimming within were Dragon Catfish.
"Is that a Nine-Tiered Fierce Beast?" someone asked, gazing at the Dragon Catfish.
"The foundation of Yunlu Xian Sect is incredibly deep; the strength of Nine-Tiered Fierce Beasts exceeds that of the Master Realm. Here, they are like fish in a tank for people to admire."
Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao walked among the crowd, looking at the Yaochi and said, "Hey, wasn't the Vital Energy river of Yunlu Xian Sect drained by you last time? How is there still water?"
At this remark, everyone turned their attention to Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao.
Mo Pinglan and Mo Xue looked at them with annoyance. If it weren't for Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao draining the Vital Energy river from Yunlu Xian Sect's forbidden area, Yaochi would be even more magnificent now, possibly forming waterfalls. As it stood, gathering half of the Vital Energy pool was already a challenge.
And as for the Nine-Tiered Fierce Beasts, it was fortunate that the Dragon Catfish had not been slain last time; otherwise, Yunlu Xian Sect would have lost another beautiful sight to showcase.
The guests found their seats inside Yaochi Residence. The Peach Banquet had not yet begun, but conversations were already buzzing among the attendees.
"A weak human race occupies the vast lands of the Nine Provinces. What gives them the right?" A man dressed in black spoke, revealing himself as the Magic One of the Demon Sect.
It was well known that the ancestors of the Demon Sect, the Tao Tie Beast, had returned to their ranks. This being was equivalent to a Quasi-Emperor Realm existence.
Now, in the era of the Void Emperor, who would dare provoke them?
"Looking back to Ancient Times, the human race scattered in barren lands, merely food for us. Their greatest concern each day was how not to be eaten by us. Indeed, the human race is a humble species." A fierce beast spoke, resembling a monkey with a white head and red feet.
Even a Sovereign like Li Jing from the Fire Vein sect could only remain silent in the presence of this beast.
This creature was a living Crimson Fiend Beast, belonging to the spirit beast tier. Its power surpassed that of the Legendary Realm but fell short of the Sage Realm. However, this Zhu Yan appeared quite old and seemed to have little lifespan left.
"That is indeed true. In Ancient Times, countless races vied for supremacy. What could the human race do back then? They could only hide in crevices and watch the battles unfold outside." A figure clad in a black robe and wearing a golden skull mask spoke. This person hailed from the Demon Clan.
Few humans attended the Peach Banquet due to the devastating battles at Blazing Fire Mountain, where many Sovereigns had perished. Among the top sects of the Nine Provinces present were only Sovereign Li Jing from Divine General Manor, Sovereign Fire Vein from Wildfire Sect, and Sovereign Xu Mo Wen from Solitary Moon City.
Xu Mo Wen snorted coldly, "This is not Ancient Times anymore. The human race has long become the rulers of the Nine Provinces. There are many powerful humans; they simply choose to remain hidden."
Zhu Yan looked at Xu Mo Wen and sneered upon seeing his Foundation: "You barely entered the Cave Profound Realm. A single spit could drown you."
The Demon Clan member chuckled ominously, "Indeed, this is not Ancient Times. But everyone knows that the End of the Law Era is approaching swiftly. As various races awaken their true foundations, many things will indeed need to change."
Lin Feng observed Xu Mo Wen's precarious position and added, "They are merely old relics that should have been buried long ago; what use is it for them to awaken now?"
"Is it you?"
The Golden Mask Man felt a chilling aura as he looked at Lin Feng. "So, you are the one who killed my brother, Ghost Map?"
Lin Feng showed no fear. He knew that within the Yunlu Xian Sect, there were rules that dictated deep-seated grudges must be set aside. "Yes, I killed him. Is there a problem? So he was your brother. Your brother was truly pathetic; with such a low cultivation level, he dared to do evil. Isn't that just asking for death?"
The Golden Mask Man glanced at the Divine Ruins side and noticed only two people had come. His gaze turned sharp as a blade when he looked at Lin Feng. "Today, you people from Divine Ruins will die here."
As he spoke, the Golden Mask Man's cultivation aura erupted, revealing the immense power of his Foundation.
"False Saint Realm," someone gasped.
Upon learning about the Golden Mask Man's Foundation, everyone fell silent like Han Chan. No one dared to step forward to support Lin Feng. A False Saint Realm cultivator, and it seemed he was not on the verge of death but rather a newly risen powerhouse. Who would dare provoke such a domineering presence?
Lin Miaomiao stepped forward and stood beside Lin Feng. "Is a False Saint Realm truly invincible? I can condense the Vital Energy of the Nine Provinces and then self-destruct to trigger an explosion of Vital Energy. Even if you are a Pseudo-Saint, so what? I can still make you die."
The Golden Mask Man sneered. "Do you think you have even the slightest chance to lift a finger in front of me?"
He slightly raised his hand, and a massive skeletal handprint loomed over Lin Feng's head. The aura of a Pseudo-Saint immediately swept across the entire Yaochi Residence.
Everyone inside Yaochi Residence, except for those in the False Saint Realm, could not withstand the might of the Pseudo-Saint and found their knees buckling uncontrollably.
Thud, thud, thud...
At Fire Vein, Li Jing and others summoned their Sacred Artifacts, unleashing their cultivation to activate the full power of their Sacred Artifacts to resist the Pseudo-Saint's aura.
At this moment, Lin Miaomiao's Purple Jade Glass Skirt fully revived, radiating a colorful divine light that enveloped both Lin Feng and herself.
"Ants."
The Golden Mask Man sneered coldly, controlling the skeletal handprint that fell upon Lin Miaomiao and Lin Feng, enveloping them in the colorful Divine Radiance. This Divine Radiance only held for a moment before it collapsed and vanished.
Bang...
The skeletal handprint struck Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao, sending them flying. Fortunately, Lin Feng managed to summon the Shoushan Bronze Cauldron just in time to block the attack, saving their lives.
They slid along, crashing through numerous tables, until they finally broke through the railing and fell into the Yaochi, landing in a rather embarrassing state.
Mo Pinglan's expression turned slightly cold as she said, "Demon Slayer, no fighting is allowed above the Peach Banquet."
"Understood, Fairy," Demon Slayer replied casually, not taking her words to heart. He walked over to the edge of the Yaochi and looked down at Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao. "Ants, how does it feel to be drenched? This is just the beginning; don't think you can return alive to the Divine Ruins Realm."
"What a pity to kill them; why not let me eat them instead?" Zhu Yan also approached the Yaochi.
Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao stood in the Vital Energy water, relying on the power of Lin Miaomiao's Holy Armor. Their clothes remained dry. At this moment, they stepped out and let out an angry roar towards those on the shore.
"The descendants of divine beasts make for excellent nourishment," Zhu Yan said, eyeing them hungrily.
Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao began walking toward the opposite shore. In an instant, Zhu Yan appeared there, lifted a foot, and kicked Lin Feng and the others back into the Yaochi once more.
"Is this what people from Divine Ruins are like? There's a saying among humans: Divine Ruins is but a part of the Cultivation World, where everyone can only look up in awe. Ha! I am that! Divine Ruins is nothing but a turtle hiding in this pool," Zhu Yan laughed loudly.
As a fellow beast clan member, unable to endure any longer, he unleashed all his cultivation power, radiating golden light that made the entire Yaochi Residence even brighter.
"Hold on."
Lin Feng stopped. He was too young, and his cultivation had only reached the Legendary Realm, which was far from the False Saint Realm of Zhu Yan.
It was still hard to bear; it looked at Lin Feng, hoping everyone would charge forward together, even if it meant death in battle.
Lin Feng nodded in acknowledgment and sent out a wave of Divine Consciousness: "I have a plan. Miaomiao, buy me some time."
"Okay."
Lin Miaomiao responded with her own Divine Consciousness, then activated her Ethereal Body and said, "You have only cultivated for a few more Centennials than us; what is there to be proud of? Today, we might as well perish together."
The Vital Energy from the pool within Yaochi surged into Lin Miaomiao's body at a terrifying speed. Additionally, the purest Vital Energy from Yunlu Xian Sect poured in wildly.
"What do you want to do?" Zhu Yan shouted angrily upon seeing this. As a being that had lived for thousands of years, it valued its life more than anyone else.
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