Immortal Father
Chapter 798 - 798 278 Holy Mother Palace Convention!_3

798: Chapter 278: Holy Mother Palace Convention!_3 798: Chapter 278: Holy Mother Palace Convention!_3 Thirty thousand celestial soldiers moved simultaneously, and with a swish-swish, they took a step in unison, revealing the several hundred long tables behind them.

The ministers seated behind the long tables bowed to the dense crowd facing them.

The Elder of Tianli announced, “The selection of Heavenly Court officials begins now!

There’s no need to rush, my dear friends; there will be a day’s interval between the first and second phases!”

Immediately, a group of figures charged forward, but the celestial soldiers, like a sturdy dam, held back the majority of the people.

One by one, the young men and women at the level of Yuan Immortal of the Heaven and Earth Bridge surged forward like a flood unleashed, heading straight for those long tables.

Each minister sat poised behind the tables, unfolded blank registers, and, picking up their jade brushes dipped in wolf-hair, began writing energetically.

…

Inside the Holy Mother Palace.

Seeing this scene, Nuwa’s phoenix eyes brimmed with amusement.

As the Holy Mother of the Human Race, how could she not rejoice at witnessing her people’s flourishing state, where talents shone like countless stars?

Subsequently, Nuwa’s gaze shifted to a corner of the Cloud Platform, where a beautiful girl was kneeling, writing intently.

The smile on Nuwa’s lips grew more pronounced.

‘She really will stop at nothing to become divine.’

Nuwa called out, “Ningning, come to my side.”

Ningning Mu, who had been chatting with Qing Su since yesterday, quickly responded and, after bowing to Qing Su, rushed to Nuwa’s side.

Ningning Mu didn’t know why the Holy Mother was summoning her.

Lately, the Holy Mother had been calling her over for no reason, taking her hand, and blessing her with spiritual power and insight.

When Ningning Mu emerged from the spirit pool, she had already ascended to immortality and now, under the Holy Mother’s ‘forced nurturing,’ she had risen several ranks.

This was indeed a tremendous favor.

But Ningning Mu always felt that the Holy Mother was intentionally doing this for someone else to see…

even with such favor, it shouldn’t be this way…

There, the Holy Mother was pulling her to sit on the throne but said little else.

Ningning Mu, looking at Zi Yao in the corner, sighed softly to herself.

“Holy Mother,” Ningning Mu asked softly, “has His Majesty not returned yet?”

“He should be back soon,” laughed the Holy Mother, “with Xuanyuan guarding him, you need only worry whether he’s bringing back a few Dragon Maidens; his safety is not a concern.”

Unable to help herself, Ningning Mu laughed but then said, “If he likes them, it wouldn’t be a problem if he brought them back.

Gaining the support of the Dragon Clan through a few Dragon Maidens would be a great advantage for the Heavenly Court.”

“Silly girl.”

Nuwa lifted her hand to pinch Ningning Mu’s cheek and said earnestly:

“You must never think like that.

You need to maintain your position as Ping’an’s rightful wife.

“If he can’t have peace at home, how can he demand respect from the four seas and all the spirits?

You must show some mettle.

You don’t need to be constantly compliant when you have my support—what do you have to fear?”

Ningning Mu blinked, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Just then, a cheerful laugh came from the sky, as several streaks of immortal light from the northwest flew over.

Nuwa looked up, her eyes gleaming with increased amusement.

“There,” Nuwa chuckled, “the guest of honor has yet to arrive, but esteemed guests have.”

At that very moment!

From the northwest came the resonant call of Guang Chengzi:

“Disciples of the Chan Sect, by the order of our Sect Hierarch Yuanshi Tianzun, have come to celebrate the Heavenly Emperor!

The finest talents from all lands are joining the Heavenly Court, and peace and joy reign across the seas!”

No sooner had Guang Chengzi finished speaking when immortal lights flew from the southeast, and within them echoed the crisp female voice of Jinling Saint Mother:

“Disciples of the Intercept Sect have come to offer congratulations to the Heavenly Emperor, bringing modest gifts to express our sentiments.”

Nuwa let out a surprised chirp.

She sensed a hint of…

rivalry in the air.

At this moment, she too couldn’t help but complain, “This Xuanyuan, taking Ping’an on some wild adventure, has yet to show up in such a critical moment.”