The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha
Chapter 338 - 337 Peach Banquet

Chapter 338: Chapter 337 Peach Banquet

Among the Human Sect, Master Xuan Du’s laid-back, trouble-averse nature is no secret within the Three Sects, so Hao Tian sent Azure Dragon Star Lord Master Huang Long as an envoy.

As one of the Twelve Golden Immortals and Master Xuan Du’s junior, Huang Long’s status was fitting enough. Moreover, he was the first to complete Saint Taiqing’s task and locate Hao Tian.

When Huang Long went to invite Master Xuan Du, no matter what, Xuan Du would surely grant him some face. Indeed, that’s exactly what happened.

As for Buddhism? These guys are all about taking advantage, so no need to put in extra effort there—just send Gold Star Taibai to deal with them.

As for the Chan Sect? It’s not that Hao Tian looks down on them, but truthfully, the entire Chan Sect is now just propped up by Yuan Shi Venerable, with only a few disciples left. They pose no real threat to Hao Tian.

Thus, the envoy sent to them was Three Altars Sea Meeting Great God Lei Zhenzi. Whether the Chan Sect Immortals come or not is entirely their decision.

Hao Tian couldn’t care less.

Overall, this Peach Banquet unfolded just as Hao Tian had meticulously planned. Many of the big shots across heaven and earth were coming, so Hao Tian had to ensure it looked grandiose.

Not only were the fairies of the Moon Palace practicing tirelessly day and night, but even the Eight Immortals under the Queen Mother were researching new musical pieces in hopes of earning enough prestige for their Queen Mother at the banquet.

And so, three years passed. The Queen Mother’s grand birthday finally arrived—the festivities began!

Nezha had returned to Ziwei Star early. Surrounding him were Daji, Deng Chanyu, Yang Chan, and Golden Light, who were fussing over his attire, incessantly swapping accessories and hairpins.

Nezha sighed deeply—he hated situations like this the most.

"That’s enough now. What’s the difference between the jade pendant Daji has and the one Yang Chan is holding?"

Yang Chan compared the two jade pendants, examining them closely while picking through other options. She replied, "There is a big difference! Even though both bear dragon patterns, one is made of Star Jade, which looks more lustrous, while the other is crafted from Star Sand. Although its shine isn’t as brilliant, its texture is superior."

Nezha: ...

Daji, understanding Nezha very well, noticed his growing impatience and comforted him, "Calm down, my dear Emperor. You’re the leader of the Star Sea now, representing your stand toward the Queen Mother. You can’t just throw on anything and walk out the door!"

Golden Light chimed in, "Sister Daji is absolutely right."

After what felt like ages, the group finally reached an ensemble that satisfied them, even though Nezha couldn’t see much of a difference.

Outside, the Nine Luminaries, Twelve Yuan Chen, the Seven Stars, and the remaining 360 troops were all assembled. To those aware, it was the Peach Banquet; to those unaware, it might’ve looked like they were staging a rebellion.

Nezha’s connection with Long Ji was no secret, and since the Peach Banquet was a joyous event, his subordinates didn’t have any intention of stepping in to dampen their leader’s spirits.

Thus, each person donned their most stately attire.

Under Nezha’s command, even though they were often worked hard, they were well-compensated. Plus, having narrowly escaped disaster last time, they lived far better lives than the other departments in the Heavenly Court.

Standing out from the crowd certainly boosts one’s prestige.

Even Yang Jian, the ultimate straight man, was dressed impeccably under Ao Cunxin’s meticulous care. While Nezha couldn’t pinpoint exactly what had changed, he could clearly sense an improvement in energy and demeanor.

As for the female immortals nearby, there was even more chatter—endless buzzing around Daji, hoping to obtain rare materials for crafting jewelry.

Even Old Jiang had put on a brand-new jacket.

The display was magnificent. Nezha knew that what he represented now was far beyond himself—it embodied the Starry Sky Three Constellations.

"Let’s move out!"

"Move out~~~~"

The cosmos shimmered as countless stars illuminated the heavens, creating a path of starlight.

"Emperor Ziwei arrives with Zixiao Primordial Lord, Bixia Yuanjun, True Martial Emperor, Four Saints True Monarchs, Beidou Seven Stars, Nine Luminaries, Twelve Yuan Chen, Twenty-eight Star Constellations, Thirty-six Heavenly Gang, Seventy-two Earthly Fiends, and All Heaven Star Lords!"

Leading a vast entourage, Nezha stepped into the Turquoise Pool. Regardless of their cultivation levels, this huge group dazzled with an imposing presence.

There were no strangers to be found—the acting Heavenly Emperor for so many years had ensured familiarity with everyone present.

Above, Hao Tian and the Queen Mother were already seated in their respective positions of honor, with empty seats reserved for the Six Saints just beyond them.

Upon seeing the entire Star Sea force dressed to impress, the Queen Mother was elated. Her son-in-law had surely done her proud, though Hao Tian’s petty jealousy flared up once more.

That Ziwei Emperor’s power is still too vast!

Nezha’s seat was arranged as the sixth from the top. In front of him sat Lord Lao, Doumu Yuanjun, Master Xuan Du, Duobao Daoist, the Chan Sect representative seat, and the Buddhist representative seat occupied by Guanyin.

Nezha had no qualms about the seating arrangement. If he could, he’d much rather go down to hang out with his buddies for some idle chatter.

As ceremonial announcements filled the entrance hall, immortals arrived one by one.

Master Xuan Du came alongside Lord Lao, bringing Golden Jiao and Silver Horn. Duobao, on the other hand, led a team of Jie Sect Immortals, accompanied by the Yunxiao siblings to bolster his prestige. The Chan Sect’s Guang Chengzi hadn’t arrived even by the start of the banquet, leaving Master Huang Long to stand in as their temporary representative with Lord Lao’s approval.

During the chaos, Guang Chengzi’s group had been wiped out by the Seven-eyed Pseudo Demon Gods. Huang Long, who had departed earlier, seemed to have inadvertently benefited from Hao Tian’s luck as the Heavenly Emperor. Despite suffering severe injuries, he had now almost fully recovered and even achieved notable progress in cultivation.

At this point, his Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivation marked him as a backbone of the Chan Sect, with only the severely injured and unconscious Guang Chengzi ranking above him. Before anyone knew it, Huang Long had become the second-in-command of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

Huang Long’s character was impeccable. Though he lacked shared interests with the high-ranking participants, no one attacked him for it.

But when compared side by side, it became evident—the Chan Sect was somewhat diminished, at least compared to the other Saints Sects.

The hour had arrived, and Hao Tian, in high spirits, officially declared the Peach Banquet open!

Countless palace maids carried an array of fresh fruits and exquisite wines to serve the prominent guests. Here, freshness was paramount—no precooked delicacies for them.

The gifts brought by other immortals were announced at the entrance and then stacked aside, unlikely to ever catch the Queen Mother’s attention. However, it was different for those present.

With so many esteemed figures here, who wouldn’t want to show a little face?

First up was Lord Lao. Known for taking more than his fair share of materials from the Heavenly Palace Treasury for personal experimentation, he now reciprocated generously by giving Golden Jiao and Silver Horn a gourd of freshly-crafted Nine-Turn Golden Pills.

It made sense for Lord Lao to gift elixirs—it was expected of him, and he didn’t need to worry about others’ opinions. His mere presence was already a sign of respect.

Next was Master Xuan Du.

Master Xuan Du presented a crystalline object. From every angle, it appeared as a flat rhombic plane to the observer, but in reality, it was a full geometric entity.

"This is what I obtained after slaying a Quasi Demon God while rescuing Your Majesty. I now offer it as my gift."

The value of the item was immeasurable—perhaps it could inspire profound insights, or perhaps it was just a plaything. Regardless, anything from Chaos was exceedingly rare, and Master Xuan Du’s offering certainly carried prestige.