The Moon Zenith Banquet was one of the Moon God Palace's happiest and most festive days.
A ten-thousand-year birthday was a grand occasion for cultivators.
In the mortal world, such occasions were often marked by trees of fire and silver flowers, crimson bridal adornments stretching for miles. The cultivation world was even more dazzling.
A thousand lights shone from the lantern trees; seven branches of floral flames bloomed.
At that time, the Moon God Palace was shrouded in night, yet bright as day.
Streams of light occasionally flashed by as cultivators arrived from other war zones, dressed in wide-sleeved robes and carrying congratulatory gifts. The scene was exceedingly lively.
The hostess of the Moon Zenith Banquet wore a red, front-clasped outer garment as light as cicada wings, with a sapphire-blue camisole beneath. She looked radiant with festivity, graceful and noble.
She sat in the seat of honor, the smile on her face never fading.
"Please convey my thanks to Hong Jun Garrison Envoy!"
The one who had just brought her a congratulatory gift was Hong Jun Garrison Envoy's younger brother.
Within the Demon Abyss, a Garrison Envoy was the highest authority of a region, second only to a Yang Spirit.
Unless something extraordinary occurred, a Garrison Envoy would not leave the territory under his command.
Now that Hong Jun Garrison Envoy had sent his younger brother to present a gift, Yu Tiao, the hostess of the Moon Zenith Banquet, naturally had her prestige filled to the brim.
"Of the Garrison Envoys from the nineteen domains, already half have sent people to celebrate Sister Yu Tiao's birthday. Sister Yu Tiao is truly enviable!"
"If I held a Moon Zenith Banquet when I turned ten thousand, I fear there would be only a handful of attendees. Those Garrison Envoys would not even