Mystic Spirit Immortal Peach Wood

Time flew like a white colt glimpsed through a crack.

Several months later.

Little Turtle Peak was decked in lanterns and colored banners, brimming with festive bustle.

The Devouring Sky Rat, Silver Fox, Tian Ling'er, and the others had taken the forms of Daoist children, their hair tied into twin buns and clad in bright red robes, looking thoroughly festive.

Bai Li Hui and Mo Lingwei bustled about receiving the arriving guests, while the Xu Family clansmen had all come up to help as well.

Everyone Qin Ming had invited this time belonged to prominent nearby factions or were notable cultivators, so they naturally did not dare be careless.

The White Jade Plaza atop the Main Peak was filled with banquet tables. The dazzling array of high-grade Spirit Fruits and spirit peaches grown on Little Turtle Peak was brought out platter by platter.

There was even Grade Five Demonic Spiked Spirit Rice as the staple food.

Jars of Spirit Rhinoceros Jade Nectar were brought out as well.

Nothing at the banquet was anything commonly found in the Immortal Cultivation World. Every bite could greatly advance one's cultivation; calling this an Immortal Abode Convention would not have been an exaggeration.

Between the mountain pavilions and towers drifted a layer of immortal clouds and mist, hazy and ethereal, like a paradise beyond the mortal world.

Moreover, the Xu Family had somehow found a group of graceful fairy maidens, who danced lightly to immortal music.

For a time, flutes and strings played, reed pipes were blown and zithers plucked, creating a scene of songs, dances, and peaceful prosperity.

This remote Little Turtle Peak seemed to have transformed into a Peach Banquet.

The Devouring Sky Rat gnawed on a spirit peach as it paced over to Xu Xuan and solemnly instructed him, "Make sure