Meanwhile, in Yaochi, the immortals had gathered.
Over the years, the Peach Banquet had long since become a grand gathering of immortals.
Many immortals and gods lived among famous mountains and great rivers, in grotto-heavens and blessed lands, cultivating for a hundred years with scarcely a chance to see old friends. Only at Yaochi could they gather, enjoy a day of merriment, and renew their friendships.
A host of Immortal Maidens played stringed instruments, their laughter and cheerful voices adding color to the grand occasion.
Strongmen and attendants brought Immortal Fruit and fine wine, setting out rare delicacies and exquisite dishes.
After filling the cups with Immortal Wine, one Strongman found a drop on his hand. Seeing no one around, he secretly licked it up, nourishment spreading through his entire body. How delightful it was!
The Barefoot Immortal arrived somewhat late this time.
Ever since he had once arrived too early, been deceived by the monkey, and led all the immortals to Tongming Hall to rehearse the ceremony, he had deliberately arrived a little late.
The immortals exchanged greetings.
The Barefoot Immortal was on good terms with them all.
After greeting the immortals, the Barefoot Immortal suddenly noticed many immortals and gods gathered up ahead. A Daoist was chatting merrily with Perfected Lord Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth. It was Perfected Lord Taixi, the Heavenly Court's newly risen immortal.
The Barefoot Immortal hurried over to greet him.
Ao Tu responded with a smile.
They exchanged a few words.
Ao Tu said that the Department of Wealth was certain to flourish.
Some immortals doubted it, while others wholeheartedly agreed, and they discussed it among themselves.
Just then, someone said, "The Bodhisattva is here."
Ao Tu looked over and saw Guanyin Bodhisattva approaching slowly, dressed in a plain gauze robe and