930: Chapter 324: Banquet for a Thousand Immortals_2 930: Chapter 324: Banquet for a Thousand Immortals_2 He curled his lips and sneered:
“Shortly, we will abandon the dozens of minor realms around the Misty Realm, including both nexus realms in the northwest direction, destroy the temples, withdraw the Dao Soldiers, and distance ourselves from this New Heavenly Court.
“Regrettably, my teacher instructed before he left, not to kill too many beings.
“Otherwise, I would tear open the thin mbranes of the heavens and earth of these several hundred minor realms in the northwest position, air them out, release the Spiritual Energy, exterminate the beings, and leave their Heavenly Court with no people to govern.
“Our Dao Soldiers still have flaws that haven’t been fully addressed, we should first converge toward the Western Continent.
If the New Heavenly Court pressures us too much, we will spare no expense to exterminate the cities in the southern part of the Human Race’s Western Continent and break the net with them.”
The Daoists fell silent as cicadas in winter.
“Tsck,” Calamity Venerable shook his head, “I used to think that the Human Race could be easily manipulated, but now we are at a breaking point with them.”
Beside him, Daoist Mosquito whispered softly: “This is surely the influence of the Heavenly Dao.”
“Have we actually been defeated by the Heavenly Dao…”
Calamity Venerable suddenly asked: “Mosquito, where has Heavenly Cicada gone?”
From beside, a buzzing sound ca, a jade cicada with half a wing missing flew over, then transford into a handso and enchanting young Daoist, covering his arm and bowing his head in greeting:
“Venerable…
I was just healing.”
“Heavenly Cicada, Brother Heavenly Cicada.”
Calamity Venerable frowned:
“Do you think I’m a fool?
Isn’t the wound on your arm self-inflicted?
“When the Intercepting Sect Immortal arrived, you were the fastest to run away, did you think I couldn’t see?”
Liù Chì Tiānchán quickly knelt on one knee.
“Get up,” Calamity Venerable scolded disgruntledly, “Use those little tricks less in the future, they are all old tricks I played before, I wouldn’t send you to kill Li Ping’an…
Both of you co with , let’s find so reinforcents.”
“Reinforcents?”
An old Daoist asked from the side: “Second Brother, are you planning to ask Lord Minghe again?”
“Lord Minghe has been targeted by that chief disciple of the Human Teachings.”
Calamity Venerable shook his head:
“The Tai Chi Diagram is probably still in the Vast Wilderness Heaven and Earth, or hasn’t completely left.
As long as this Lord of Slaughter appears, the Tai Chi Diagram will likely erge.
“Besides, Lord Minghe doesn’t have the flavor of a nesis to the Heavenly Court.
“I know a madman, self-nad Daoist Luya, who even claims that ‘Before Hongjun there was heaven; before heaven, there existed Daoist Luya…’ If anyone knows the Heavenly Dao, apart from Li Ping’an, it should be him.”
Followers of the Western Sect did not understand the implications.
Calamity Venerable snapped his fingers, a golden light radiated around him.
As the golden light faded, he, Daoist Mosquito, and the Six-Winged Heavenly Cicada all disappeared, leaving only a gentle admonition from the Second Brother:
“Return to the Spirit Mountain, crying and wailing outside serves no purpose except for losing face.”
This spot in the mountains instantly beca much quieter.
…
Half a day later.
The Misty Realm beca unusually lively due to the sudden arrival of millions of Dao Soldiers, almost running out of celestial soldiers to utilize.
But fortunately, these Dao Soldiers remained quiet and compliant, easy to place – they sat in ditation in the temples of the Misty Realm.
In those sowhat crude palace clusters, Li Ping’an ordered a grand banquet of a hundred tables to entertain the Intercepting Sect Immortals who appeared.
Delicious dishes filled the tables, with Immortal Brew and spiritual fruits in abundance.
Li Ping’an slightly sensed with the Path of All Beings; most of the thousand immortals here were still ‘upright’, but a small portion…
indeed seed unrighteous.
“Toasts!”
Guilingling lifted her wine jar with a crisp voice, mangaing the main table’s other Great Disciples all smiled and toasted Li Ping’an.
Li Ping’an raised his cup in response, drink-swigging the Immortal Brew.
There was also etiquette in seating arrangents.
With Taoist Duobao absent, the Intercepting Sect Immortals were led by Zhao Gongming; Li Ping’an as the host naturally arranged for Zhao Gongming to sit to his left.
With the Intercepting Sect’s Great Disciples mostly being Female Immortals, Li Ping’an invited his teacher Qing Su and wife Ningning to join in company, each accompanying Mother Wudang and Jin Ling Saint Mother.
Zi Yao Xianzi, with her unique identity, was also at the main table.
She was seated beside the quiet Qiongxiao Celestial Maiden, appearing to be quite acquainted.
More than five rounds of drinks and eight courses of dishes passed, the immortals were slightly tipsy, and Li Ping’an also summarised in his heart.
Zhao Gongming hid a playful heart under that loyal and steady appearance; he began telling jokes to warm up the atmosphere after reaching a good level of intoxication;
Jin Ling Saint Mother’s personality was similar to her style during Magical Combat – sharp and incisive, her speech was concise yet always hit the nail on the head, exuding an aura that a Primordial Being should have.
—Primordial Beings and Ancient Beings are distinctly different.
Mother Wudang remained quiet, her disposition rather gentle, always considering others when speaking, like an elegant and intelligent big sister, bringing everyone a sense of refreshing spring breeze.
As for the famous three Qiongxiao Sisters’ Qiongxiao whom Li Ping’an t today, it was surprisingly reticent.
Guilingling was lively and cute, and being most familiar with Li Ping’an, played the role of half a host, entertaining her fellow disciples and sisters;
Most of the ti, Qiongxiao beside Guilingling just watched with a smile, only speaking in a fine voice when called upon, not daring to et strangers’ eyes.
‘These Eight Great Disciples of the Intercepting Sect are indeed quite interesting.’
Li Ping’an noted all these to facilitate building good relations with these formidable individuals in the future, and began actively inviting toasts.
After such a rry banquet that lasted two days, the Intercepting Sect Immortals gradually took leave.
Li Ping’an was actually sowhat drunk by now, but at this mont, he could still dissolve the drunkenness using the power of Heavenly Dao.
Zhao Gongming belched, raising his hand, stroking his beard, chuckled foolishly, those deep eyes carrying mundane shallowness, muttering:
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