Unfortunately, what could possibly happen in the Primordial World that even the great Heavenly Emperor could not discover?
What was more, as the Answering Deity of the Heavenly Emperor Palace, Yang Chan was supposed to attend to the Heavenly Emperor, serving tea and water to His Majesty the exalted Ancestral Bear. That made concealing this matter all the more impossible.
It was the twelfth year after Yang Chan had been imprisoned beneath the mountain, or the twelfth day in the Heavenly Court.
Inside the High Firmament Hall.
Dressed in the Heavenly Emperor's robes, with the Twelve-Strand Ceremonial Crown upon his head, Gungun sat upright on the imperial throne. Looking down at the assembled gods, he said, "My birthday approaches, and the Ten Thousand Clans of the Primordial World have all offered gifts to congratulate me in advance. Deeply moved, I have decided to accept the Queen Mother of the West's request and hold a Flat Peach Banquet at the Jade Pool, inviting the chiefs of every clan and the great gods from every quarter to attend. Hundred Flowers Immortal Maiden."
A graceful, regal Female Immortal in a long pink dress stepped out of the ranks and bowed to Gungun. "Your humble immortal is here."
"You shall preside over this Flat Peach Banquet."
"Your humble immortal obeys. Thank you for your confidence in me, Your Majesty," the Hundred Flowers Immortal Maiden replied respectfully.
Then she stole a glance at Yang Jian before making a request of Gungun. "Your Majesty, your birthday banquet is a major occasion for the Primordial World. I fear I cannot manage it properly alone. Your humble immortal begs Your Majesty to allow two people to assist me."
"Whom would you like to help you?" Gungun asked.
"Yang Chan, the Answering Deity of the Heavenly Emperor Palace, is