Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 464 - 464 473 The Peach Feast Begins 4th Update

464: Chapter 473: The Peach Feast Begins (4th Update) 464: Chapter 473: The Peach Feast Begins (4th Update) But the benefits among them are also self-evident, as it could enhance their cultivation, deepen their foundations, and save them ten thousand years of arduous practice.

In fact, the immortals who covet the Nine Thousand Year Old Peaches the most are those Daluo Golden Immortals who have never partaken of them before, for their first consumption of the Nine Thousand Year Old Peach could elevate them by one entire cultivation level.

Within the Three Realms, although there are not many Daluo Golden Immortals, over endless eons, they are not in the minority either.

Most have halted their advancement below the Daluo Third Layer Heaven.

To be able to attend this Peach Banquet, they would resort to every possible means, which I will not elaborate on here.

Within the Turquoise Pool.

Immortal Clouds rose and the Spiritual Springs were scattered everywhere, with 9,999 tables laid out amongst them.

Those immortals at the Taiyi Realm had already taken their seats, and those from the Luotian Realm followed suit, leaving only the Daluo Golden Immortals who had not yet arrived at the frontmost tier of steps.

Of course, Daluo Golden Immortals are transcendental and extraordinary.

They naturally would not be as eager to arrive as ordinary immortals—this is also how Daluo Golden Immortals subtly manifest their uniqueness.

The lute and zither harmonized, the guzheng played melodiously.

In the center of the Turquoise Pool, nine fairies danced gracefully, their enchanting movements held the crowd of immortals in rapt attention.

Though Ye Xuan had assumed the appearance of the Qing Huo Immortal, he wore black clothes and sat cross-legged at the very end, his eyes closed as if he were resting, while beside him was the Daoist of the Green Pines, who was looking around idly, appearing constrained and nervous.

“Hey, Brother Qing Huo, with the opening of this Peach Banquet, just by partaking in a three-thousand-year-old peach, you and I can ascend to Taiyi Golden Immortals.

This is a tremendous fortune for the both of us, how are you not the least bit excited?”

Observing Ye Xuan cultivating quietly with his eyes shut, the Daoist of the Green Pines asked in surprise, but unfortunately, Ye Xuan did not reply, making the Daoist feel all the more that his dear friend was exceedingly odd.

At this moment.

Ye Xuan’s Essence Qi and spirit had already condensed to their peak, and his Undying Primordial Spirit within the Sea of Consciousness was faintly shedding golden light.

A wisp of mist twined around his Undying Primordial Spirit, his flesh quivering slightly, the power to destroy heaven and earth howled within him, yet it was not unleashed, preventing anyone from detecting the slightest abnormality.

Huff!

Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Ye Xuan slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of Daluo Immortal Light flickered from the depths of his gaze as he looked toward the center of the Turquoise Pool.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

Dozens of Daluo rainbows soared across the clouds, the winds and clouds of heaven and earth ever-changing, while a sky full of Daluo Immortal Light poured down, prompting a chorus of astonished exclamations from the assembly of immortals.

“Emperor Ziwei has arrived.”

“The Ten Palaces Yama?”

“Is that…could that be the Maitreya Venerable from the Western?”

“Bodhisattva Samantabhadra?”

“The Ancient Twelve Golden Immortals?”

…

As the assembly of immortals cried out in surprise, one by one, the Daluo Golden Immortals who rarely showed themselves within the Three Realms took their seats, which stirred up low murmurs among the group of immortals and warmed up the atmosphere of the Turquoise Pool.

Hum!

Light enveloped the sky, the Nine Dragon Golden Chariot appeared, and as the Daluo Golden Immortals took their seats, a sky-dominating golden cloud rose from the Dou Niu Palace, carrying unimaginable Heavenly Dao Dragon Qi as it rolled toward the Turquoise Pool.

Nine dragons tread upon the clouds, the golden chariot grand, the resounding dragon chants reverberating through the winds and clouds of heaven and earth, along with two divine children flanking the chariot’s sides, and ten fairies scattering a sky-full of flowers from their baskets, fully displaying the Jade Emperor’s supreme elegance as ruler over the Three Realms.

The Nine Dragon Golden Chariot crossed Changtian to arrive, and as the two divine children drew back the beaded curtains, the Jade Emperor was seen garbed in the Nine Dragon Emperor Robe and the Queen Mother clad in the Nine-Colored Phoenix Robe, golden clouds rising beneath their feet as they walked hand in hand towards the Turquoise Pool.

“Greetings to Your Majesty, the Jade Emperor.”

“Greetings to the Queen Mother.”

The group of immortals stood in solemn reverence, bowing in salute, yet not a single Daluo Golden Immortal rose to their feet, merely nodding slightly towards the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother, clearly indicating that, as Daluo Golden Immortals, they naturally would not pay respects in the same manner as the other immortals.

“Qing Huo, what are you doing?

Pay your respects at once.”

At the far end of the Turquoise Pool, the Daoist amidst the green pines was bending forward in salute, but when he caught a glimpse of Ye Xuan sitting motionless from the corner of his eye, his face instantly paled.

He couldn’t believe that Ye Xuan would dare to be so bold; the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother were present, and yet he remained seated as if nothing mattered—had he eaten the heart of a dragon and the gall of a phoenix?

Unfortunately, for all the urging of the pine tree Daoist, Ye Xuan remained unmoved, a strange smile curling over his lips.

“Expecting me to pay respects to that old Jade Emperor, do you think he deserves such courtesy?” Ye Xuan’s expression was calm as he casually drained the cup of immortal wine, his gaze toward the distant Jade Emperor was like looking at a dead man.

“You…

you madman…

if you seek death, don’t drag me down with you.”

The Daoist amongst the pines was sweating profusely, bewildered as to what kind of madness had afflicted Qing Huo, the Immortal.

Why so audacious, and how could he utter such rebellious and disrespectful words?

What slightly reassured the Daoist was that amidst the collective bowing of the immortals, the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother were not likely to take notice of their position.

This allowed the Daoist to breathe a sigh of relief, glaring resentfully at Ye Xuan and subtly distancing himself, fearing that any trouble Ye Xuan might cause would implicate him as well.

Amidst the bowing of the immortals, the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother took their seats at the center with smiles on their faces.

An immortal official struck ninety-nine tolls of the Immortal Bell, signifying the official commencement of the Peach Banquet.

The tolling of the Immortal Bell ceased, and the Turquoise Pool fell into silence.

The Jade Emperor, perched in the central seat of honor, began by surveying the immortals of the Turquoise Pool, his dignified voice resonating at that moment.

“Since the great war between witches and demons in ancient times, I and the Queen Mother have been ordained by the Heavenly Dao to rebuild the Heavenly Court.

Every one hundred thousand years, we hold a Peach Banquet to reward and confer titles upon those immortals who have merited distinction in the Three Realms.

To all of you officials, I and the Queen Mother offer a toast.”

With that, the Jade Emperor took the lead, raising his cup with the Queen Mother, offering a toast to the immortals present, prompting all the immortals to hurriedly rise and return the gesture.

“Your Majesty is the shared ruler of the Three Realms, laboring day and night over the affairs of the realms.

Your exhaustive efforts are indeed great, and the Queen Mother commands the female fairies of the Three Realms, showing compassion and mercy to all.

This cup of wine ought to be offered to Your Majesty and the Queen Mother by us.”

One Taiyi Golden Immortal started laying on the flattery, prompting a chorus of agreement from the surrounding immortals.

A myriad of praises filled the air, bringing smiles to the faces of the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother.

“Hmph!”

Suddenly, a discordant cold snort pierced the air, quieting the Turquoise Pool instantly as all eyes turned to the source.

Emperor Ziwei, dressed in the Emperor’s Robe, exuded a cool and indifferent aura as he sipped the wine in his cup, clearly the source of the cold snort.

The immortals’ expressions varied, but none dared to reproach Emperor Ziwei for his uncouth behavior.

All present knew that after the battle in the Heavenly Court, Emperor Ziwei had openly defied the Jade Emperor, naturally showing not the slightest regard for him or the Queen Mother.

But Emperor Ziwei’s background was extraordinary.

Not only was he one of the four Great Emperors of the Heavenly Court, but his master was the Ancestor of Earth Immortals, Immortal Zhenyuan.

Even though the Jade Emperor wished to cut down Ziwei, he could only opt for tolerance in public.

Because the Jade Emperor simply could not afford to offend Immortal Zhenyuan, a Quasi-Saint of tremendous power.

“Ziwei, today marks the Peach Banquet, and even if you harbor dissatisfaction towards Us, We hope you will not cause a disturbance on such an occasion.” The Jade Emperor’s eyes narrowed slightly, his voice calm, his face not betraying any hint of anger.