Dance Beneath the Moon

Outside the palace halls stretched an endless expanse of white. Heavy snow drifted down, while the faint fragrance of plum blossoms rose from the bitter cold as several people drank and made merry.

This banquet alone was worth five hundred jin of source, already exceedingly expensive. But compared to the legendary immortal banquets, it was truly insignificant.

"I heard Yao Yuekong mention that the immortal banquets here often cost tens of thousands of jin of source. They are prepared specifically for Holy Masters and Powerful Experts, and must be booked in advance. Otherwise, even gathering the ingredients would be difficult."

Even Ye Fan, who possessed the Origin Saint Master's inheritance, clicked his tongue in amazement at the mention of immortal banquets.

Tu Fei, who had remained dazed ever since returning from the Wonderful Desire Nunnery, suddenly shouted, "Beautiful! She was simply too beautiful!"

"Woof! Tu Fei, you startled this Emperor!" Black Emperor snarled, baring his teeth as he feasted.

"What were we doing? Where is Fairy An?" Tu Fei asked blankly as he looked around.

"Seriously? Tu Big Mouth, you have seen plenty of the world. It was only An Miaoyi—was there any need to be like this?" Ye Fan asked in confusion.

"You are not allowed to slander Fairy An!" Tu Fei protested like a righteous defender.

"Didn't you say you aspired to marry a Holy Maiden? And now you have already fallen beneath An Miaoyi's skirt?" Ye Fan teased.

"Hiss, An Miaoyi truly deserved to be the future abbess of the Wonderful Desire Nunnery. I was so easily bewitched!"

"What should I do? What should I do? Will I squander away my grandfather's family fortune?"

Ji Hao looked utterly helpless at this living treasure.

"You are simply lustful, that's all."

"Oh, right. So I am simply lustful—I was