Oh, How Impressive!

Side hall.

The Void Refining cultivator Yin Zhen presented the invitation and said respectfully, "Elder Wu, the Hundred Flowers Festival of Wenliang will be held in the middle of next month. King Zhenbei spent eight months making extensive preparations, gathering rare flowers and exotic herbs from across the world. He ordered me to deliver this invitation and invite the cultivators of Fuyao Palace to attend and enjoy the festivities."

The Palace Attire Beauty named Elder Wu looked somewhat dumbfounded. She wondered if King Zhenbei was truly relentless—such steadfast devotion was rare beneath heaven.

But the Palace Master had gone out once and already found someone. King Zhenbei had probably wasted five hundred years of effort.

The words reached the tip of her tongue, but Elder Wu did not know how to say them.

She cursed her rotten luck and tactfully replied, "Thank you for King Zhenbei's kind intentions. In the middle of next month, I will certainly lead the sect's disciples to attend. That way, we won't disappoint His Highness after all his painstaking efforts."

"Elder Wu, you jest. With the fairies of Fuyao Palace in attendance, the Hundred Flowers Festival will shine even brighter. We should be the ones giving thanks." Yin Zhen waved his hands repeatedly.

The two exchanged a smile, and then...

The atmosphere became awkward.

After waiting for a long while, Yin Zhen saw Elder Wu looking at her nose and heart, faintly showing signs of closing herself off to cultivate on the spot. He had no choice but to speak. "Elder Wu, to be frank, before I left, King Zhenbei also instructed me to make absolutely certain that this invitation reached Palace Master Yan's hands."

"The Palace Master... she..." Elder Wu stammered.

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