West Kunlun has been a Primordial World and blessed land since ancient times.
Today, however, it's unusually lively.
Auspicious Cloud filled the sky, and countless cranes carrying Spiritual Fruit shuttled through the clouds. The Qilin and Qingluan, which were rarely seen in the past, now stood obediently on both sides of the mountain gate like big yellow dogs guarding the house, acting as ceremonial guards.
Various immortals and Great Powers beings, some riding clouds and others riding beasts, landed in groups of three or five on the welcoming plaza at the foot of the mountain.
Everyone was exchanging pleasantries, boasting about their recent good fortune or how beautiful their new maid was.
Until that floating island of Penglai, like a mobile divine kingdom, descended with a shadow that could crush everything.
There was no loud noise as expected.
The floating island landed with effortless ease, like a feather gently landing on the ground, without even stirring up a speck of dust.
But the scene froze instantly.
All the male immortals who were about to take out their invitations froze, their necks twisting slowly toward the floating island as if by rusty mechanisms.
The hatch was wide open.
The first to step out was Qin Feng, dressed in pristine white, with his hands behind his back and that smug grin on his face.
Immediately afterwards.
The visual feast has begun.
Shi Ji, clad in Flowing Fire Battle Armor, is dashing and heroic; Chang'e, ethereal and otherworldly, seems to wear the Chang'e on her body; Yun Xiao, dignified and graceful, walks with lotus-like steps; and Princess Longji, in magnificent palace attire, exudes a captivating charm...
That's not all.
Following behind were thousands of female cultivators, each with their own unique beauty and graceful figure.
They stood in neat rows, their eyes bright, heads held high, their combined "goddess aura" forcing even the perpetually snow-capped peaks of the West Kunlun to retreat three feet.
"Snap."
Someone dropped the jade cup and it shattered on the ground.
But the crisp sound did not break the silence; instead, it sounded even more jarring.
A veteran Golden Immortal riding a Water-Avoiding Golden-Eyed Beast stared blankly at the lineup behind Qin Feng, then looked down at the "Peerless Enchantress" in his arms who had just been showing off to his fellow Daoists.
This ratio.
The enchantress who had looked quite pleasing to the eye before now looked more like a village girl who had just transformed into human form.
Common.
That's so cliché!
The Golden Immortal felt as if he had been punched hard in the chest, and a sour lemon smell rushed straight to the top of his head.
It wasn't just him.
All the male immortals present felt a deep sense of defeat at that moment.
They looked at Qin Feng, then at themselves.
They're both cultivating immortality, so why is there such a huge difference between them?
Is this person here for the Peach Banquet? It's clearly here to set up a "Goddess Wholesale Market" display!
Qin Feng ignored the jealous gazes around him, some even tinged with murderous intent.
He enjoyed this feeling.
Let's go.
Qin Feng slightly turned his head and waved to the women behind him, his tone as casual as if he were taking these thousands of people for a stroll in his own backyard.
"Don't keep our Head of Female Immortals waiting."
The group marched across the square in a grand procession, heading straight for the resplendent South Heaven Gate.
The gatekeepers were not Tongtian, but Kunlun Divine General under the Queen Mother of the West. Each of them possessed the cultivation of Primordial Unity Golden Immortal and was usually arrogant. Even when they met Daluo Golden Immortal, they would first have to check the invitation.
The leading general, his hand on his sword hilt, was about to step forward and routinely ask, "Who goes there?"
The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't bring myself to say them.
Because Chang'e glanced at him indifferently with her cool, clear eyes.
Just one glance.
This divine general, who had guarded the gates of Kunlun Mountain for ten thousand years and whose heart was as still as water, suddenly blushed to the roots of his neck. His hand on the hilt of his sword trembled, and he almost drew the sword to commit suicide as an apology.
It's so beautiful.
That kind of beauty is not superficial glamour, but a nobility and sanctity that strikes the soul.
Immediately afterwards, Yun Xiao's aura at the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm was slightly released.
The god's knees buckled, and before he could even speak, his body reacted instinctively—turning to the side, bowing his head, and bending over, performing a perfectly standard welcoming salute.
They even forgot to mention the word "invitation".
Qin Feng walked up to the divine general with a smile, then paused slightly.
"No need to check tickets anymore?"
The god trembled, lowered his head even further, and his voice shook:
"Alliance Leader... you flatter us. It is an honor for West Kunlun to have you grace us with your presence. Please! Please come in!"
joke.
Ticket check?
If this lineup is shut out, the entire Primordial World will probably laugh at West Kunlun for not knowing what's good for them tomorrow.
Qin Feng patted the general on the shoulder with satisfaction, leaving behind the words "promising," before leading the large army across the South Heaven Gate with great swagger.
Upon entering the Yaochi, the scenery changes abruptly.
Everywhere there were rare and exotic flowers and plants that never faded, and the spiritual energy was so rich that it was almost like liquid mist. In the depths of the mist, one could vaguely see groves of Flat Peach laden with huge peaches.
Although the women had acted fiercely on the way, they couldn't help but show a touch of girlish wonder when they actually arrived at this legendary fairyland.
"This is the Yaochi..."
Shi Ji reached out and caught a falling peach petal, her eyes filled with wonder.
"It's definitely much better than that godforsaken place, Skeleton Mountain."
Just then...
Qin Feng felt a sudden jolt at his waist.
It was not an enemy attack.
Instead, it was a simple, earthy-yellow jade pendant hanging at his waist that suddenly emitted a warm aura.
That was a token given to him by Houtu, containing a wisp of the true spirit of this saint of the underworld.
"My husband..."
A voice that only Qin Feng could hear resounded directly in his mind.
The voice was soft and sweet, yet tinged with a hint of resentment, like that of a wronged young wife, and also carried a touch of the majesty unique to a saint.
"The outside world may seem wonderful, but don't let it dazzle you."
"There's someone waiting for you in the underworld..."
Qin Feng didn't stop walking, but a helpless yet doting smile appeared on his face.
How come this holy Empress who controls the Six Paths of Reincarnation has a nose even more sensitive than a dog's?
They'd barely stepped inside, hadn't even seen the Queen Mother of the West, and already a check-up call was coming in?
This is hardly a saint; she's clearly just a timid woman afraid her husband will be seduced by some other woman.
Qin Feng's divine sense stirred slightly, and he replied along that connection:
" Your Empress, rest assured, the fragrance of wildflowers can never compare to that of garden flowers... cough, no, it's that those common, vulgar beauties outside are far too good for me."
"I'm here to discuss business."
"And incidentally, bring in a tiny bit of... talent for the underworld."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the jade pendant conversation.
Then came a soft hum, tinged with a hint of arrogance and satisfaction.
"That would be best."
"If I find out that you've been bewitched by that old Phoenix, I'll cut off the lifeblood supply to your 'Backing System' and send you begging for food in the Primordial World!"
Threatened.
The fervor surrounding the jade pendant gradually subsided, returning to silence.
Qin Feng reached out and stroked the jade pendant, his smile widening.
This little incident came at just the right time.
He had initially been somewhat wary of this trip to West Kunlun, but Houtu's "check-in" actually gave him more confidence.
He has a saintly wife supporting him and thousands of goddesses protecting him.
Even if this West Kunlun is truly a den of dragons and tigers, I'm going to turn it into a playground for Laozi today!
" Alliance Leader, what's wrong?"
Yun Xiao, who had been watching Qin Feng closely, noticed his unusual behavior and asked softly.
"Fine."
Qin Feng withdrew his hand, straightened his back, and looked through the layers of clouds and mist at the magnificent palace that was faintly visible deep in the Yaochi.
"It's just that my wife at home reminded me not to forget the important things."
Let's go.
"Let's go and meet that... the legendary Head of Female Immortals."