Chapter 28: The Man Who Appears with His Own BGM
City Lord's Mansion, located in the center of Dongyang Prefecture, covered dozens of acres with red walls and golden tiles, magnificent and splendid—a small palace in appearance.
Tonight, the City Lord's Mansion was exceptionally lively.
Outside, carriages and horses came and went, and all who passed through were cultivators.
Even those guarding the entrance weren't ordinary people, but cultivators drawn from the Ascension Bureau. Even Commander Liu of the Ascension Bureau personally stood at the door to welcome distinguished guests.
Ordinary people didn't dare even approach the City Lord's Mansion upon seeing this grand display.
Local cultivators from Dongyang Prefecture arrived early. They didn't enter the mansion but stood outside to witness the elegance of disciples from major sects.
Commander Liu was in high spirits, his face glowing red as he greeted disciples from various sects who had come to Dongyang Prefecture.
"Immortal Lady Ying, hello!"
"Commander Liu, congratulations!"
"Young Hero Ye, I've heard much about you!"
"Likewise, likewise!"
...
"The Wushang Sword Sect's carriage has arrived!"
Someone in the crowd shouted. Everyone looked toward the street to see a luxurious four-wheeled carriage slowly approaching.
Every cultivator standing outside immediately focused their gaze on the carriage, waiting for its occupants to emerge.
Unlike last time at the docks, the gazes of Dongyang Prefecture's cultivators now held thick reverence.
After the battle at the docks, Chen Xuan had been treated as an immortal master by local cultivators. Now hearing that Immortal Master Chen had led the Wushang Sword Sect to victory over demons, their hearts held not only reverence but also gratitude.
The carriage door opened. First to emerge was Zhao Youqian, walking with an arrogant stride as he observed everyone's reverent gazes.
Following him, Liu Yunmeng stepped out of the carriage. Upon exiting, she extended her hand and said softly, "Young Master, please exit the carriage!"
Chen Xuan hadn't experienced such treatment before. Moreover, with so many people present, refusing would hurt the young lady's pride. So he accepted Liu Yunmengs hand and exited the carriage.
Behind him followed a proud and pouting Qin Jiaojiao.
"Immortal Master Chen, you've arrived. Please come inside!"
Commander Liu immediately stepped forward with a welcoming gesture.
"Mm."
Chen Xuan responded with a slight nod, walking into the City Lord's Mansion accompanied by the two great beauties, Qin Jiaojiao and Liu Yunmeng.
Under Commander Liu's escort, Chen Xuan's group passed through unhindered while attracting countless gazes.
"Isn't that Immortal Lady Liu from the Wangqing Palace? Rumor says she's cold as ice and doesn't give men the time of day. Why is she following behind a mortal today?"
"I don't know who that mortal is, but I recognize the other beauty beside him—she's Immortal Lady Qin Jiaojiao from the Yujian Palace."
"Hiss~"
A nearby cultivator sucked in a cold breath upon hearing Qin Jiaojiao's identity.
"What merit does this mere mortal possess to have two immortal ladies accompanying him to the banquet?"
Every word of this idle gossip entered Chen Xuan's ears, but he paid no attention. Just a bunch of sour grapes from people who couldn't have what they wanted—not worth getting angry about.
"Immortal Master, please take the seat of honor."
Upon entering the banquet hall, Commander Liu guided Chen Xuan directly to the main seat. Chen Xuan didn't decline and sat at the head position, with Qin Jiaojiao and Liu Yunmeng unassumingly taking seats to his left and right.
Upon seeing this scene, some cultivators in the hall couldn't help but murmur.
"What does cOMMANDER Liu mean by this, letting a mere mortal take the seat of honor? Is he looking down on the rest of us?"
"Don't rush, there will be a good show later."
...
Just then, a sudden exclamation came from outside the door:
"The Piaomiao Sect's true disciple Qi Shaofeng has arrived!"
Someone in the crowd couldn't help but sigh, "Qi Shaofeng—one of the Seven Sons of Piaomiao—has personally come to such a small place as Dongyang Prefecture. Could that peerless great demon really be here?"
The person beside him reminded meaningfully, "I don't think so. Rumor has it that Qi Shaofeng is pursuing Immortal Lady Yunmeng from the Wangqing Palace. There's going to be a good show later."
Accompanied by a melodious celestial sound, a rain of flower petals suddenly began falling in the hall.
Such a spectacular entrance naturally drew Chen Xuan's gaze. He subconsciously glanced toward the door.
He saw six beautiful young women with excellent appearances and otherworldly temperaments slowly walking into the hall while scattering flower petals and playing music.
Behind them, a young man dressed in snow-white clothes, refined and courteous, with an elegant scholarly aura, walked in while swaying his folding fan with graceful elegance.
"This guy really knows how to show off, making sure everyone knows he's arrived," Zhao Youqian walked over to Chen Xuan and said with disdain.
Chen Xuan nodded. "Brother Zhao is right. Not everyone can be like you—so wealthy yet living so modestly, appearing without special effects or music every time."
As the two spoke, Qi Shaofeng had already slowly walked toward the main seat where the four were sitting.
Some onlookers nearby couldn't help but gloat upon seeing this, "Now there's going to be a good show."
Qi Shaofeng walked in front of Chen Xuan's group without even glancing at Chen Xuan, smiling slightly at Liu Yunmeng:
"Immortal Lady Yunmeng, one day apart feels like three autumns. I wonder if you have time tonight to take a boat ride on the river with me?"
"Sorry, I don't have time."
Liu Yunmeng coldly rejected Qi Shaofeng's invitation. Meanwhile, she poured a cup of tea and, right in front of him, brought it to Chen Xuan's lips.
"Young Master, please have some tea."
"Hold on!"
Just as Chen Xuan was about to drink, Qi Shaofeng shouted to stop him. But Chen Xuan paid no attention, enjoying the tea Liu Yunmeng fed him. After drinking, he didn't forget to praise:
"Miss Liu, your tea art has become increasingly skilled."
"Did you not hear what I said?"
Qi Shaofeng asked coldly. Seeing the Immortal Lady he had longed for personally feeding tea to a lowly mortal, he couldn't help but feel a surge of nameless rage.
"I heard. So what?"
Chen Xuan asked indifferently.
This statement caused an instant uproar among the cultivators in the hall.
"This mortal is so bold!"
"Offending Qi Shaofeng, he won't see the sun tomorrow!"
...
Qi Shaofeng's face couldn't maintain composure. Since descending the mountain with his title as one of the Seven Sons of Piaomiao, this was the first time he had been so disregarded—and by a mortal at that. His anger burned within.
"Do you know who I am?"
"I don't know, and I'm not interested in knowing."
Chen Xuan showed complete indifference while eating a grape that Qin Jiaojiao had peeled and fed him, appearing thoroughly relaxed.
"Hmph!"
Qi Shaofeng snorted coldly. "Ignorant mortal, you really think being Liu Yunmengs boy toy will save your life?
I am one of the seven true disciples of the Piaomiao Sect, a cultivator at the Nurturing SpiritRealm who can move mountains and overturn seas with a wave of my hand. Crushing you is as simple as crushing an ant.
Are you sure you want to oppose me?"
"Hehe."
Chen Xuan chuckled. "You show up with your own BGM, and I thought you were someone important. Turns out after all that boasting, you're just a Nurturing SpiritRealm waste."
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