Returning Home in Glory

Celestial music began to play as a host of singing maidens danced and sang amid the clouds high in the sky, graceful as startled swans and dancing like Banished Immortals.

Gu Shaoshang stood before the throne, drinking three cups in succession with the assembled kings and marquises as he watched the floating clouds drift by and the breeze brush past.

A faint emotion stirred within him.

He had come to the Vast Continent more than a hundred years ago. Including his time in the Myriad Heavens World, more than ten thousand years had passed, and only now had he barely entered the upper echelons of humanity.

There was no longer even a trace left of the transmigrator who had once cautiously disguised himself as a child with a topknot.

Marquis Dinghai, Feng Linwan, sat among the crowd, a complicated expression faintly appearing on his face.

He wore a complicated look. Back then, even in his dreams, he had never imagined that this youth would receive such an opportunity, acquire a sacred treasure to follow him, and rise in a single leap to become the Divine Desolate Heavenly Mandated Marquis Xiaoyao.

Now, he was in an awkward position.

Having another powerful marquis under his command was naturally not a good thing for him, but at this point, there was nothing he could do about it.

Not to mention that Gu Shaoshang possessed a sacred treasure—even if he did not, Feng Linwan could not secretly attack a marquis. Otherwise, he would never get past the Human Emperor Ancestral Temple.

The banquet lasted three days before the marquises departed one after another, leaving behind countless congratulatory gifts that made even Duan Yu click his tongue in amazement.

This string of events had left Duan Yu feeling as though he were in a dream.