A Woman Three Thousand Years Older 2! Thanks to [Wulong Bucha] for the 5 Urge-Update Talismans!

The birthday banquet had been underway for nearly an hour. Spirit cuisine was served in an unending stream, while the guests raised their cups and exchanged toasts, laughing and chatting merrily.

Yet there was one problem: the seat of honor had remained empty.

Xu Changqing silently watched through Xu Zixiao's perspective, pondering to himself, As the guest of honor, why hadn't Qingyue Fairy appeared yet?

At that moment, Ruo Qunshuang, who sat beside him with a piece of Multicolored Luan egg jade cake in hand, ate as she curiously asked, "Brother Qing, what are you thinking about?"

Xu Changqing—or rather, Xu Zixiao—gave a slight shake of his head. Just as he was about to speak, a clear, melodious chime of jade pendants rang out.

The previously boisterous square fell silent in an instant.

Everyone raised their heads in unison and looked skyward.

Ten core female disciples of the Moon-Inviting Immortal Sect, dressed in pale pink gowns, came treading through the air. They carried flower baskets in their hands, scattering colorful petals as they walked.

Pink, white, and golden petals intertwined in the air, forming a fragrant bridge of flowers.

For a moment, spiritual charm flowed all around, as though the place had become an immortal realm.

What Xu Changqing and the others had not expected was that a petite figure slowly emerged at the end of that path of petals.

Many people were stunned at the sight.

She was a little girl who appeared to be only seven or eight years old.

Her hair was arranged in twin buns, and she wore a goose-yellow skirt embroidered with moonlight patterns.

Her skin was more lustrous than Moonlight Jade Stone.

Her delicate features were exquisite, like those of a porcelain doll.

If not for the faint yet ever-present pressure of Spirit Transformation