The banquet lasted an entire month!
Naturally, it was not merely feasting and dancing; there were all sorts of performances as well.
Little Illusion even had the immortals hold magic combat tournaments, marathons, Heavenly Horse races, Dragon King rainmaking contests...
In short, they tried everything that could be done and everything that could not.
"We were too narrow-minded. We all thought the monkey was unruly, but this seemingly well-behaved little girl is the real troublemaker." Old Lord looked at his bare chin and sighed.
Little Illusion had plucked out his beard to use as prizes.
This was the beard of the Dao Ancestor's incarnation. To put it bluntly, every single strand was a life-saving talisman.
During a calamity, it could preserve one's cultivation and life.
With prizes of that caliber, the gods, saints, immortals, and Buddhas fought with true excitement and real fire...
In the end, Erlang Zhenjun took first place in the magic combat tournament.
The Roc Golden-Winged Eagle took first in the marathon.
The Heavenly Dragon Horse was crowned first among horses.
As for the Dragon King rainmaking contest... the East Sea Dragon King still made the most rain.
"We have imposed for too long. We shall take our leave," Wenren Sheng said as he bade the Jade Emperor farewell.
"Farewell, you two Great Sages. Come visit the Heavenly Court whenever you have time," the Jade Emperor said, rising to see them off.
Wenren Sheng stopped him, then drifted away from the Heavenly Court with Little Illusion.
"Why are we leaving so soon? I haven't had enough fun yet," Little Illusion said unhappily.
"That's enough. You played in the heavens for a month, while down below, thirty years passed without any immortals keeping watch," Wenren Sheng said, knocking her on the head.
"Don't knock my head. It'll make