Jade Phoenix Troupe

Chen Mobai looked around and immediately understood the reason.

He saw quite a few young male and female cultivators holding support signs of different styles. The names written on them varied, but Chen Mobai spotted two he knew: Meng Huang'er and Jiang Yuyuan.

"The Jade Phoenix Troupe actually came. This is the Immortal Sect's number one troupe."

The Immortal Sect had carried on from the previous civilization, so naturally there were many forms of entertainment. Add in the blessings of immortal cultivation, and handsome men and beautiful women were countless. Those who transformed into stars within this civilization were the great masters of opera.

Among them, the Jade Phoenix Troupe had been the most outstanding opera troupe in the Immortal Sect over the past ten years.

Meng Huang'er, who sang qingyi roles, and Jiang Yuyuan, who sang xiaosheng roles, had performed the opera "Stepping on the Moon" on last year's Spring Festival Gala, and the moment it aired, it swept through the entire Immortal Sect. With the two of them at its center, the Jade Phoenix Troupe had performed across the country in recent years, harvesting wave after wave of faith.

"Eldest nephew, have you been waiting long?"

Just as Chen Mobai was thinking about whether he should join the ranks of star chasers and go take part in the excitement, a gentle, familiar voice sounded beside his ear.

He turned his head and saw a middle-aged man in a gray suit, his temples faintly white, carrying two suitcases as he walked over from not far away.

It was precisely his uncle, Chen Baolan.

"Second Uncle, we haven't seen each other in two or three years, right?"

Chen Mobai immediately jogged over to help carry the luggage.

"Two years, three months, and eighteen days. Your father has finally reached the Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer too, and come to this step."

Chen Baolan only let Chen Mobai carry one suitcase. The uncle and nephew had a very good relationship, and they chatted and laughed as they walked toward the outside of the Airport.

"Their flight arrived."

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, Terminal Two!"

"I can finally see my male god in real life."

"Meng Huang'er, the eternal Lunar Goddess."

Just then, the young men and women waiting inside the Airport for the Jade Phoenix Troupe suddenly became lively and sprinted toward another terminal. If spells had not been forbidden inside the Airport, many cultivators probably would have launched themselves straight off the ground.

"What, do you want to go see them too?"

Chen Baolan saw Chen Mobai's footsteps pause for a moment and could not help asking with a smile.

"The male gods and goddesses of the entire Immortal Sect. Who wouldn't want to see them?"

In front of family, Chen Mobai naturally would not act coy, and admitted it openly.

"Look what this is."

Chen Baolan took a stack of things from his suit pocket and handed them to Chen Mobai. The latter took them and looked, then could not help widening his eyes.

"They're theater tickets for the Jade Phoenix Troupe. These things are even harder to grab than the Foundation Establishment Trio. Where did you get them?"

"Boss Bian happened to be on the same flight as me. Our seats were right next to each other, and we had a pretty pleasant chat, so he gave me these tickets."

"Who's Boss Bian?"

"Bian Yiqing. The head of the Jade Phoenix Troupe, the Immortal Sect's number one famed performer thirty years ago, and also Meng Huang'er and Jiang Yuyuan's master."

After Chen Baolan finished speaking, Chen Mobai remembered. Wasn't Bian Yiqing the childhood male god of his parents' generation? His song Dragon Wakes from Dream had even been invited to be performed at the Immortal Celebration Ceremony. Even now, that Video's view count was still in the top three across the entire internet.

"Uncle, your luck is way too good."

Chen Mobai could not help sighing. Bian Yiqing was an unparalleled national treasure, a great opera master selected for the National Team. He himself was also an instructor at Wuqi Dao Academy, and was a publicly acknowledged grandmaster within the Immortal Sect.

"It doesn't really count as luck. A few days ago, in that ancient Ruins our academy excavated, there were some things that required Wuqi Dao Academy to send an expert over to identify. It just so happened that Boss Bian's Jade Phoenix Troupe was performing nearby in White Star City, so he made a trip over, and that counted as us getting acquainted."

"Then on the plane today, we ran into each other again. The two of us chatted for a while and got along extremely well, so he gave me ten tickets."

Chen Mobai immediately checked the ticketing platform and discovered that the Jade Phoenix Troupe was going to put on twenty consecutive shows in Vermilion Cloud City. The tickets in his hand could be redeemed at any time. As long as you wanted to watch, you just had to register your seat online beforehand.

"There are three people in our family, three in Little Aunt's family, and one for you, Uncle. That makes seven tickets. Can I resell the remaining three?"

Chen Mobai immediately booked a show for tonight. It just so happened that their whole big family was gathered, but ten tickets were still too many. With a turn of his mind, he wanted to sell them in his personal shop.

"Up to you. In any case, I've already given you all ten tickets."

Chen Baolan laughed heartily and led the way out of the Airport.

Evening.

At the dining table, the Chen Xinglan and Chen Baolan brothers had already started drinking first. Tang Pancui was still cooking. When Chen Mobai heard the doorbell ring, he knew that Little Aunt's family had arrived.

"Brother, I'm at the fourth layer of Qi Cultivation."

At the doorway, a little girl of twelve or thirteen saw Chen Mobai, and her eyes lit up. Her face was delicate and pretty, her skin fair and tender, and her black hair was combed up atop her head, swaying in the air. Paired with a pearl-purple hairpin, it was precisely the Spirit Snake Bun that had recently become most popular in the Immortal Sect, making her look extremely lively and spirited.

She was Chen Mobai's younger female cousin, Wang Xinying.

"Oh, that amazing? Looks like it won't be long before you surpass this older brother of yours?"

When Chen Mobai saw his younger sister standing before him with her hands on her hips, brimming with pride, he could not help reaching out and patting the Spirit Snake Bun she had combed up.

"It looks good, right? My mom helped me do it."

Wang Xinying received her brother's praise, her face full of happiness.

"Uncle, Aunt, hurry and come in too."

There were two more people at the doorway. They were Wang Xinying's parents. The man had a face full of tough, fleshy features and a sturdy build. The woman wore a purplish-red long front-fastened dress, paired with a deliberately combed high bun. She was round as pearls and smooth as jade, her face appearing wealthy and blessed.

When they saw Chen Mobai, smiles appeared on their faces.

"Little Bai really understands courtesy. Completely different from your father."

When his uncle Wang Jianyuan had been pursuing Chen Yulan, because his appearance was too fierce, Chen Xinglan had mistakenly thought he was some street punk harassing his younger sister. After school, he took a broom and blocked him in a small alley, then gave him a savage beating.

With Wang Jianyuan's personality, he definitely had to fight back. Only after the two of them had beaten each other black and blue did they begin trading verbal abuse.

As they cursed and cursed, Chen Xinglan realized he had beaten the wrong person. But the beating had already happened, and Wang Jianyuan had also learned that this person was his future eldest brother-in-law, so he could only admit his bad luck.

Even after Chen Yulan married over, the two of them still did not get along very well. Every time they met, they had to bicker a few lines.

"Enough. Today is my eldest brother's happy occasion. Go inside and say less."

When Chen Yulan heard her husband's words, her face filled with complaint.

Everything about Wang Jianyuan was good, except his mind was too petty. He still brought up the fact that Chen Xinglan had beaten him every day even now, and he probably would not forget it even on the day he died.

"Hmph. What's wrong with honestly being a Qi Cultivation Cultivator? He just had to go for Foundation Establishment. Some people just can't see where they stand."