Was Something Wrong with These People?

Feeling the imposing presence of the two men and hearing their calm words,

Li Qingyue felt much of the tension in her heart abruptly melt away.

She even looked up at Yang Wuzheng and Yan Wushuang with a faint smile, reassuring them that she was fine.

Her smile was not radiant, yet it was like an immortal blossom shyly unfurling before all living beings.

Silence fell over the gathering once more.

Even the saint sons and heirs of great families paused in unison, their eyes gleaming as they looked at that beautiful, flawless face.

She was too beautiful, seemingly not of the mortal world.

The Tianquan Saint was momentarily dazed. He had never expected Li Qingyue's smile to stir his heart even more than the sight of her three days earlier.

At that moment, he actually felt an impulse to watch Li Qingyue smile every single day.

Boom!

An imposing aura suddenly burst from him, revealing boundless light.

At that moment, the Tianquan Saint resembled a sun, illuminating the starry sky.

That overwhelming presence instantly made everyone's expression change.

He was far too powerful.

Even the saint sons and family heirs, including Yang Wuzheng and Yan Wushuang, grew solemn.

"Fairy Qingyue is my dear friend. None of you shall act with insolence!"

The Tianquan Saint's utterly solemn voice rang out, his eyes sweeping coldly over the surroundings.

Wherever his gaze passed, countless people lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.

In the Eastern Wasteland, the seven holy lands and the Three Great Families were supreme powers, with profound foundations and ancient legacies.

Almost no one dared oppose them.

Even the Yuhua Dynasty of the Central Province would have to weigh its options before coming here.

Only after seeing this did the Tianquan Saint nod slightly and withdraw his aura. He quickly put on a faint smile and said warmly, "Brother Yang, Brother Yan, Fairy Qingyue, please come inside!"

As he spoke, he did not forget to look toward the saint sons. "Everyone, please come inside as well!"

Rustle, rustle...

They still had to show the Tianquan Saint due respect. No one delayed, and a flurry of footsteps sounded as they entered one after another.

Everyone outside felt a pang of loss and began discussing what had happened.

"Just who is that Fairy Qingyue? How does she command such an impressive entourage?"

"Exactly! The Sacred Body and Dao Body from the Central Province are actually willing to serve as her guards!"

"Even the Tianquan Saint is willing to stand up for her. It's unimaginable."

"She looks just like an immortal. In all my life, I've never seen anyone so beautiful!"

"..."

The discussions continued, but no one dared step into the holy land's restaurant. They could only watch from afar.

"Please take your seats, everyone!"

Within an open-air estate where a hundred flowers bloomed, magnificent gardens spread out, and ancient trees held up the heavens, the Tianquan Saint spoke slowly.

His eyes swept around the gathering before silently settling on Li Qingyue again.

It was as though Li Qingyue possessed some sort of magic.

"Thank you for your generous hospitality, Tianquan Saint!"

Everyone responded and took their seats.

Two rows of low tables stood on either side of the vast estate's center.

There were eighteen on each side, with jade-like meditation cushions placed behind them.

The tables held almost every variety of fruit, each giving off wisps of spiritual essence.

There were also platters of roasted beast meat, shimmering with light and giving off enticing aromas.

Clearly, none of it was ordinary fare.

Just after everyone had taken their seats, several lovely figures arrived, led by servants.

They were the Tianxuan Saintess, the saintesses of the other holy lands in the Eastern Wasteland, and members of the other two great families, all women.

At last, all thirty-six tables were occupied.

Li Qingyue sat between Yang Wuzheng and Yan Wushuang, their three tables almost touching.

Looking at the fruit and the exquisite, tempting roast meat on the table, she quietly swallowed.

But even after everyone sat down, no one began eating. She did not quite dare start either, and could only lower her head and wait silently.

"Everyone, these two are Brother Yan, the Sacred Body of the Central Province, and Brother Yang, the Innate Dao Body."

The Tianquan Saint sat at the head of the gathering and said, "Today's banquet has no other purpose than to let everyone become acquainted."

"Everyone present is either a holy land's saint son or an heir of a great family, each of distinguished standing. After meeting today, perhaps you can avoid a clash born of misunderstanding when you encounter one another in the future."

"Of course, this banquet is also an invitation for all of you to explore the Ancient Tomb that has emerged, so we may look out for one another."

Listening to the Tianquan Saint, everyone wore inscrutable expressions.

The great families and holy lands appeared harmonious, but beneath the surface, they competed all the same.

Especially now that the might of the Feathered Great Emperor's Great Dao was gradually fading from the world, and the struggle of a grand era was approaching.

They were more likely to become enemies than friends.

Everyone should have understood this perfectly well. It was simply that no one brought it out into the open.

"The Tianquan Saint's words speak to my heart. Even if we contend with one another in the future, sharing drinks at today's banquet can still become a fine tale!"

Someone spoke in response.

A chorus of agreement followed.

"Indeed, well said!"

"Excellent words!"

"..."

As everyone responded, a faint smile appeared on the Tianquan Saint's face.

He had no intention of making everyone work together with one heart.

Nor had he expected them to bow their heads.

Everything he said was merely to preserve everyone's dignity.

Some things only needed to be understood inwardly, not brought out into the open.

"This is a humble banquet. I hope you will forgive its shortcomings. Please, help yourselves!"

The Tianquan Saint spoke, his eyes slowly sweeping across the gathering before settling on Li Qingyue once more.

His original purpose in holding this banquet had been to invite everyone to become acquainted.

He had even intended to use the others to test the strength of humanity's finest physiques, the Sacred Body and Dao Body.

But now he had cast all of that to the back of his mind. More than anything, he simply wanted to see Li Qingyue.

Li Qingyue, dressed in the Treasured Garments three days earlier, had left far too deep an impression on him.

He had been unable to forget her ever since.

At the Tianquan Saint's words, everyone picked up their bowls and chopsticks, taking only a few bites.

The saintesses and fairies did the same.

As cultivators, they had little desire to indulge their appetites.

Afterward, they began chatting in twos and threes, exchanging a few words here and there.

On the surface, the entire estate was filled with harmony.

Finally, I can eat!

Delight spread across Li Qingyue's face. Without standing on ceremony, she grabbed the roast meat, lowered her head, and began eating.

She ate very quickly, Kunpeng Devouring instinctively circulating.

Food that reached her stomach one moment was broken down into energy the next, flowing through her entire body before finally becoming true qi and surging into her dantian.

None of this food was ordinary.

The roast meat contained even more vital essence than the food she had eaten before.

The fruit was no different.

The only pity was that there was too little. Each table held only three platters of roast meat and three platters of fruit.

She felt that, with enough food, the true qi vortex in her dantian might truly undergo a qualitative transformation through sheer accumulation.

Seeing Li Qingyue eating with her head lowered, Yang Wuzheng smiled faintly and quietly placed the food from his own table in front of her.

"Thank you!"

Li Qingyue thanked him softly.

Beside her, Yan Wushuang was not to be outdone, likewise placing all his food before Li Qingyue.

The two then watched her eat in silence, satisfaction written across their faces.

They looked as though they were admiring an exquisitely beautiful painting.

Although the three made very little commotion, none of those present were ordinary mortals. They all raised their eyes and looked over.

When they saw that girl, as beautiful as a heavenly immortal, heartily stuffing herself with food, they froze in unison.

Even the Tianquan Saint did the same.

His face was filled with disbelief.

But when they saw the enchanting smile and satisfaction on her face, along with the faint traces of grease at the corners of her mouth and on her cheeks, they paused again.

This... was rather cute.

Her mouth was stuffed with food, her cheeks puffed out, and her vivid red lips glistened with grease as they gently met again and again.

Her pearly white teeth and nimble tongue flickered in and out of sight.

Loose strands of hair drifted before her eyes as she moved.

Other wisps were especially mischievous, sticking to her slightly greasy cheeks and the tip of her nose.

She brimmed with a charm and allure they had never seen before.

Her eyes blinked softly, their clear gaze utterly pure, as though the food before her consisted entirely of delicacies from the mountains and seas.

She ate with tremendous relish.

Gulp...

The sounds of people swallowing rang out one after another.

Watching the girl eat actually made them feel hungry as well.

For a time, almost everyone's gaze rested on her.

As though sensing their stares, the girl raised her head slightly. Her chewing lips abruptly stopped, and her lively eyes stiffened a little.

Then she silently lowered her head, hiding behind the food on her table.

Was something wrong with these people? What was so interesting about watching someone eat?

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