Lu Chen: "..."
"No, Foster Father, you're one of the Ten Yama Kings. Looking across the entire Netherworld, only the Five Ghost Emperors and Great Emperor Fengdu hold higher divine positions than you. Don't bolster others' prestige and quash your own spirit."
"Bullshit! What do you know?" King Yama snapped irritably. "Empress Houtu, Great Emperor of Eastern Peak, and the guardian deities beneath them—which one of them isn't above me? Besides, do you know this Spirit Cypress Immortal's background? Here you are, babbling nonsense!"
"This..." Lu Chen shook his head. To be honest, he truly did not know much about the immortal post of "Chief Immortal Overseer."
"You've at least heard of the Peach Banquet, haven't you?"
"Of course." Lu Chen answered without hesitation. "Folklore says that if a mortal takes even one bite of an immortal peach from the Peach Garden, they can ascend to immortality in broad daylight and live forever."
"What you know barely scratches the surface." King Yama let out a derisive laugh and slowly said, "There are three thousand six hundred peach trees in the Peach Garden—of the first twelve hundred, the fruit ripens once every three thousand years, and mortals who eat it may attain the Dao and become immortals; of the middle twelve hundred, the fruit ripens once every six thousand years, and mortals who eat it may soar into the clouds and ascend, living forever; of the last twelve hundred, the fruit ripens once every nine thousand years, and mortals who eat it may live as long as Heaven and Earth, their years matching those of the sun and moon.
Those qualified to attend the Peach Banquet are all great immortals of the Heavenly Court, at least on the level of the Five Directional Elders.
Even His Excellency Great Emperor Fengdu cannot