Deliberations in Zixiao Palace, Hongjun Intends to Kill Yang Mei, Each Harbors Their Own Schemes

Inside Zixiao Palace.

Incense refined from precious Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures had been placed in the censer.

Smoke curled upward, drifting through the air.

It made the place seem all the more sacred and extraordinary.

Under the original arrangement, Dao Ancestor Hongjun would sit cross-legged on a cushion in an unoccupied spot, or recline upon a cloud bed.

While the six Heavenly Dao Saints sat in a row.

But now, things were entirely different.

The Dao Ancestor occupied the seat of honor, with seats arranged to his left and right.

The Heavenly Dao Saints sat on the left, while Great Love Heavenly Venerate and the other Hunyuan Saints sat on the right.

Rarely,

seats had been arranged before the cushions.

Quite a few foods and drinks had even been placed atop them.

The Dao Ancestor truly kept up with the times.

All the Saints sat at their seats without touching anything on the tables.

On the contrary, the young and handsome Daoist Feng sampled quite a few immortal fruits and spiritual delicacies, occasionally offering a few critiques.

Venerable Yuanshi frowned for a long while before saying, "Inside Zixiao Palace, it would be better to be more solemn."

"Hehe, no matter. Since I have set these things out, they are for all of you to taste and drink. Why be so restrained?"

Hongjun smiled and smoothed things over. "Eat."

The Heavenly Dao Saints voiced their thanks, while the Hunyuan Saints also exchanged a few polite remarks.

Only Daoist Feng was truly eating.

Seeing that Thunder Ancestor beside him was not eating, he even reached over to take his share.

"Be serious." Thunder Ancestor smacked his hand, his face utterly stern.

"Since none of you are eating, I'll take all of it with me when this meeting ends." Daoist Feng had