Jiu Feng cried out in unison, their voices resounding through Kunlun.
The imperial carriage, symbolizing the highest authority in the West Kunlun, now resembled a blazing sun fallen to earth, attracting the attention of all living beings present.
Even before the carriage curtain was lifted, an indescribable air of nobility emanated from it.
This is not an overbearing act of force, but a composure and gravitas that has been tempered by countless years and witnessed the vicissitudes of life.
A fair wrist reached out and gently parted the tasseled carriage curtain.
Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly appeared in everyone's sight.
It wasn't as glittering as one might imagine, nor was it piled up with fussy and cumbersome ornaments.
She wore a Phoenix Tail Robe shone like flowing gold, with mountains, rivers, the sun, moon, and stars embroidered on the hem. It swayed gently with her movements, as if she were wearing the entire world on her body.
Wearing Nine Phoenixes Facing the Sun Jade Hairpin, the Phoenix feathers were not inanimate objects, but were formed from the true Phoenix Ancestor's Essence Blood, with faint flames dancing in the hair.
beautiful.
This is a highly aggressive kind of beauty.
If Chang'e is the cold, aloof moon, inspiring awe and reverence, then Yun Xiao is the warm, smooth jade, a gentle breeze that soothes the soul.
So the Queen Mother of the West before us is the peony blooming in the heavens, the empress who rules over All Spirits.
She didn't need to make any special expressions; she just sat there lazily, and her elegant and noble aura was enough to make 99% of the male immortals in the world feel ashamed and all the female immortals pale in comparison.
"This is... the Head of Female Immortals?"
Shi Ji hid behind Qin Feng, swallowed hard, and quietly hid the Tai'a Sword, which she had originally wanted to show off, behind her back.
That aura is incredible.
It's like a little girl still playing in the mud suddenly meeting the Empress who rules the six palaces.
They're not even on the same level.
Even the usually confident Chang'e narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly at this moment, and her originally straight back unconsciously tensed up even more.
That was an instinctive reaction to encountering one's greatest enemy.
The Queen Mother of the West ignored the admiring or awe-inspiring gazes around her.
Her long, narrow, and majestic phoenix eyes slowly swept across the crowd, finally settling on Qin Feng.
Based on her past experience.
The male immortals who were being stared at by her either bowed their heads in fear and trepidation, or pretended to be calm but avoided eye contact. Some were even so intimidated by her aura that they could not speak properly.
After all, the name " Queen Mother of the West " in the Primordial World represented not only beauty, but also a terrifying seniority on par with the Dao Ancestor, and supreme authority over punishment and calamity.
But Qin Feng was different.
He didn't dodge.
Instead, he met her gaze with great interest.
Those dark, inky eyes held neither humility nor arrogance; they were as calm as a bottomless ancient well.
even.
The Queen Mother of the West even detected a hint of... appreciation deep within those eyes?
It was like admiring a rare treasure, or sizing up a new friend.
Qin Feng's lips curled slightly, and from a distance of several dozen feet, he nodded slightly to the woman on the imperial carriage.
His movements were casual, and his attitude was natural.
It was as if he was facing not the overlord of this land, but a neighbor lady he happened to bump into while out for a stroll.
"Hiss--"
Another collective gasp rippled through the crowd.
The old Daoist priest with the goatee's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and his hand gripping his beard trembled.
"Has Qin Feng gone mad?"
"Facing the Queen Mother of the West, not only did she not kneel, but she merely... nodded?"
"What arrogance! What insolence!"
"It's over, this kid is absolutely finished. The Empress is very strict about rules, she's probably going to unleash her fury..."
However.
The expected thunder did not strike.
On the imperial carriage, a ripple appeared in the usually calm and serene phoenix eyes of the Queen Mother of the West.
interesting.
How many years has it been?
Ever since the Witch-Demon Calamity, all living beings in this Primordial World world have regarded it as a ghost, either fearing it to death or revering it to the extreme.
She hadn't experienced this kind of equal, selfless eye contact in far too long.
"Get out of the way."
The Queen Mother of the West parted her red lips slightly, her voice not loud, yet it exuded an undeniable majesty.
The Azure Luan Maidservant and Kunlun Divine General surrounding the imperial carriage immediately retreated to the sides like a tide, clearing a path straight to Qin Feng.
Under the horrified gaze of everyone.
The supreme being of the Nine Heavens slowly rose and stepped down from the precious carriage.
The golden hem of her skirt trailed on the white jade floor, making a soft rustling sound. Every step she took felt like stepping on the hearts of everyone present.
It's getting closer.
As they drew closer, the unique fragrance of a mature woman, mixed with a faint medicinal scent, quietly wafted into Qin Feng's nostrils.
The Queen Mother of the West stopped just three feet away from Qin Feng.
This distance has crossed the line of safe social interaction, and seems somewhat... ambiguous.
She tilted her head slightly, looking at the young man who was half a head taller than her. At that moment, the majesty in her eyes softened slightly, replaced by a complex expression that carried scrutiny, curiosity, and even a hint of provocation.
" Alliance Leader Qin."
The Queen Mother of the West's voice changed.
It was no longer the ethereal Dharma sound from before, but instead carried a touch of languid magnetism, like a feather gently tickling the heart.
"A male immortal who could make me break my millennia-old rules and personally descend to greet me at the gates..."
"Since the World Creation by the Great God Pangu, you are the first one."
These words were spoken.
The "goddess group" behind Qin Feng immediately went ballistic.
Yun Xiao frowned and took a half-step forward without making a sound; Princess Longji clenched her little fists and stared warily at the "old aunt" who had suddenly started the trouble.
What does this mean?
Is this a declaration of sovereignty right off the bat? Or a show of force?
Qin Feng remained unfazed, but his smile deepened as he smoothly continued the conversation:
"That would be my honor."
"To have the most extraordinary woman in the Primordial World personally greet me, it seems my face still holds some prestige."
"Face?"
The Queen Mother of the West chuckled softly, a chuckle so enchanting that even the blooming celestial flowers of the Yaochi seemed to pale in comparison.
Her gaze swept over Qin Feng's shoulder and landed on the thousands of fully armed female cultivators behind him, their eyes filled with hostility.
Her gaze faltered slightly when she saw the skull hairpin on Shi Ji's head and the moon pendant by Chang'e's ear.
That's quite a grand gesture.
They are all Chaos Spirit Treasure.
This man is not only handsome, but also incredibly wealthy.
"They certainly have a lot of face."
The Queen Mother of the West withdrew her gaze and looked at Qin Feng again, leaning forward slightly, her exquisite face almost touching Qin Feng's.
"I'm just a little curious."
" Alliance Leader Qin has come to the banquet today, bringing so many beautiful young ladies with him..."
At this point, she paused deliberately, a hint of mockery and sharpness creeping into her tone:
"Are you trying to intimidate me and demonstrate the strength and power of your Immortal Alliance?"
Or perhaps...
"You wish to bring your family to my residence... to familiarize yourself with the family?"
boom!
The destructive power of these words is a thousand times more terrifying than the cries of the Jiu Feng just now.
Do you recognize your home?
What insolent and lewd words!
The subtext in those words was incredibly rich: if the Queen Mother of the West compared herself to the "first wife," then wouldn't Qin Feng's group of people all become "secondary wives"?
Is this a joke?
Or is it hinting at something?
The onlookers were completely bewildered, their mouths agape, feeling their worldview crumbling.
"Is this... is this still the same stern and unsmiling Queen Mother of the West?"
"Is she flirting with Qin Feng? She's definitely flirting!"
Chang'e, standing behind Qin Feng, suddenly unleashed a burst of icy energy, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet by thirty degrees. Yun Xiao's fingers twitched slightly, as if he were calculating whether he could set up the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation here.
What a sharp tongue!
What a domineering woman.
With just one sentence, she not only deflated Qin Feng's aggressive "coup" but also turned the tables, gaining the upper hand in the verbal exchange and even subtly provoking Qin Feng.
Is this the level of a mature, sophisticated woman?
Looking at the beautiful face so close to his, and feeling the overwhelming queenly aura emanating from her, Qin Feng felt his blood boil.
A worthy opponent.
This is the kind of communication he wants.
If all you do is meekly agree, what's the point of enjoying the peaches at the Peach Banquet?
" Your Empress is joking."
Qin Feng did not retreat a single step. Instead, he boldly met the Queen Mother of the West's gaze and even brazenly looked her up and down.
"A show of force? I'm not about to do that."
As for recognizing the location...
Qin Feng suddenly leaned close to the Queen Mother of the West's ear and whispered with a chuckle in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"My younger sisters may be immature, but they have very high standards."
"If the owner of this Yaochi weren't so stunning, they wouldn't have dared to enter this gate, even if I had begged them."
"Now it seems..."
Qin Feng stepped back to his original position, his gaze open and his voice clear:
"This trip was definitely worthwhile."
"The scenery of West Kunlun is indeed beautiful, but it pales in comparison to the Empress's elegance."
"If there is any 'family' worth recognizing in this Primordial World, besides the Yaochi, there is probably nowhere else."
When masters clash, every move can be fatal.
The Queen Mother of the West's phoenix eyes brightened slightly as she looked at the man before her who had not only caught her attack but also returned the ball to her. The curiosity in her heart finally transformed into a deep interest.
Be neither arrogant nor humble, and know when to advance and when to retreat.
Sweet-talking, bold, and capable.
No wonder a man like that could tame those proud and arrogant female immortals.
"Glib-tongued."
The Queen Mother of the West gave him a reproachful look, but her gaze, though reproachful, held no anger; instead, it exuded a unique charm.
She turned around, flicked her sleeve, revealing a section of her snow-white, lotus-root-like arm, and made a "please" gesture.
"Since Alliance Leader Qin has put it this way..."
"If I don't make sure these thousands of sisters are well-fed and well-dressed, wouldn't it make me seem like the ' Head of Female Immortals ' is just a name in vain?"
"Open the middle door."
"Play Immortal Music."
"Welcome Alliance Leader Qin... to take your seat!"