This Nether Moon Palace celebration was not as lively as those of previous years. No one paid any attention to the dancing or other performances.
More people were asking around for Jiang Ping An's name, hoping to find an opportunity to teach him a lesson.
As the banquet drew to a close, Yue Sha, the Nether Moon Palace's Old Ancestor, said to Yue Liuying,
"For bringing an outsider to the celebration without permission, you are sentenced to guard the merchant ships traveling to the Demon Domain for three thousand years."
"Thank you for your mercy, Old Ancestor."
Yue Liuying had no complaints. This had indeed been her fault, and since she had made a mistake, she had to accept the punishment.
The Nether Moon Palace's Old Ancestor then said to Jiang Ping An, "Come with me."
Without waiting for Jiang Ping An's response, she waved a hand lightly and vanished along with him.
Everyone nearby looked puzzled at the sight.
"Why does the Old Ancestor want to see him alone?"
"Is the Old Ancestor planning to dispose of him in secret?"
"Are you an idiot? Why would the Old Ancestor need to kill anyone in secret?"
No one knew why the Old Ancestor had summoned Jiang Ping An privately. Many Profound Immortals never had a chance to meet the Old Ancestor alone.
Some speculated that the Old Ancestor wanted to dispose of Jiang Ping An in secret, but someone of her status had no need to do such a thing.
As for why the Old Ancestor wanted to speak with Jiang Ping An alone, only she knew.
The scene before Jiang Ping An's eyes blurred, and he found himself in a small courtyard.
A pavilion, a stream, flowers, and grass—everything was simple, as ordinary as a courtyard in the mortal