39: Chapter 39 Wine Tasting Banquet

While the two were talking, the spirit boat had already flown over a hundred miles, and suddenly, a towering mountain appeared ahead.

The mountain was lush and verdant, shrouded in clouds and mist all year round.

Pavilions and towers were built along the mountainside, their upturned eaves looming in and out of the clouds, looking just like a fairyland; this was Red Cloud Peak, the place where the Vice City Lord of Red Moon was hosting the banquet.

A vast jade platform had been cleared at the summit of the mountain.

The entire platform was paved with millennium-old white jade, with complex Formation patterns engraved on the surface; spiritual light flowed across it, making it look both opulent and secretly possessing defensive power.

Jiang Miaoyi maneuvered the spirit boat, slowly descending to the edge of the jade platform, where it came to a steady stop.

"True Disciple Chu!"

"Immortal Master Miaoyi!"

Master Sikong, the Vice City Lord of Red Moon, who had been waiting by the jade platform, hurried forward with a group of Disciples to welcome them, his face full of enthusiastic smiles.

Master Sikong looked to be in his middle age, with a fair, beardless face, and was dressed in a brocade robe embroidered with the Red Moon emblem; his manners were appropriate, being enthusiastic without overstepping his bounds.

He was followed by seven or eight Disciples, both male and female, all at the Foundation Establishment stage, each with an extraordinary demeanor.

The leading female Cultivator, with a beautiful and refined appearance and a gentle temperament, was none other than Master Sikong's eldest Disciple, Xue Rou, who was currently looking at Chu Feng with a smile, her eyes filled with a touch of respect.

Chu Feng smiled and returned the salute with cupped hands: "City Lord Sikong is too kind; Chu arrived a step late, and I hope you will forgive me."

"Not at all, not at all!"

Master Sikong waved his hands hurriedly, his tone earnest: "That True Disciple Chu would honor me with your presence already makes my humble abode shine with brilliance; please, come in, please come in!"

As he spoke, he personally led Chu Feng and Jiang Miaoyi toward the grand hall in the center of the jade platform.

After some polite pleasantries, Chu Feng took his seat in the front hall of the grand hall.

His seat was very far forward, right at the third seat below the main seat, with Golden Core Immortal Masters sitting on both his left and right sides.

Chu Feng did not decline; firstly, Jiang Miaoyi was sitting next to him, and her status was noble, so it would be inappropriate for him to retreat to a back seat.

Secondly, he represented the status of a True Disciple of Duobao Pavilion, so sitting too far back would instead cause Duobao Pavilion to lose face.

His gaze swept over the jade table in front of him, which was carved from millennium-old cold jade; it felt ice-cold to the touch and could firmly lock in the Spiritual Qi of the wine and dishes, preventing it from dissipating easily.

On the table, besides various spiritual fruits and delicacies, there were seven jade cups of different colors, their bodies as thin as cicada wings and translucent, which one could tell at a glance were no ordinary items.

Master Sikong gave a few instructions to his eldest Disciple, Xue Rou, before turning to go to the entrance to welcome other guests.

Xue Rou walked quickly to Chu Feng, bowed respectfully, and said: "True Disciple Chu, my master says that there may be a few Fellow Daoists at today's banquet who would like to pay their respects to you."

"This matter was not discussed with you beforehand, and I hope you will forgive us. If you have no intention of meeting them, my master will make other arrangements and will absolutely not let idlers disturb your pleasure."

Chu Feng waved his hand, his tone casual: "It is no matter; we are all fellow practitioners, and exchanging ideas is fine. You go and attend to your tasks."

"Yes." Xue Rou responded respectfully and slowly retreated, turning to attend to the trivial matters inside the hall.

Time passed bit by bit.

Guests from all sides arrived one after another to attend the banquet.

The Tiandan Sect and the Hehuan Sect each sent over a dozen Golden Core Elders, and there were fifty or sixty Foundation Establishment Cultivators, filling more than half of the seats on both sides of the hall.

The atmosphere in the hall grew increasingly lively; Cultivators greeted each other with cupped hands, and the sounds of laughter rose one after another, filled with a festive spirit.

"True Disciple Chu."

"Immortal Master Miaoyi."

From time to time, Cultivators would take the initiative to step forward and pay their respects, their faces filled with earnest smiles and their tones full of respect.

Words of praise drifted continuously to Chu Feng's ears, mostly complimenting him on achieving so much at such a young age, and his talent in the Dao of Talismans being breathtakingly brilliant, predicting that he would surely become a Heavenly Talisman Master in the future.

Many Cultivators who were not close to Chu Feng, or had never even met him, could not hide the envy in their eyes when they saw him being so respected.

They had come to the banquet today specifically, mostly wanting to strike up a friendship with this currently prominent True Disciple Chu; even if it was just to say a few words or get familiar, perhaps they could gain some Opportunity in the future.

Seeing that the jade tables in the hall were almost full, a slight commotion suddenly came from the entrance of the front hall, and a beautiful figure slowly appeared.

She was dressed in a purple-orchid long dress, with her pitch-black hair coiled high in a bun; the pearl hairpin and jade crown on her head shimmered with faint spiritual light, her eyebrows were lightly powdered, her lips were full and ruby-red, and her whole being exuded an innate air of elegance and luxury.

She walked into the hall with a steady gait, surrounded by a faint, almost imperceptible Golden Core magical power.

Even though she had deliberately restrained it, the pressure, far exceeding that of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, still made the nearby Cultivators hold their breath subconsciously.

In an instant, almost all eyes in the hall converged on her, and even the noise faded a little.

The person who arrived was none other than Master Luoli of Duobao Pavilion.

She held her hands folded in front of her abdomen, her gait dignified and elegant.

As she walked, the purple-pink jade sash behind her shoulders fluttered gently, and her skirt spread out slowly like flowing clouds; the Moon Essence Stones embedded in the dress material refracted the lights in the hall, making her look like a Fairy who had walked out of an ancient painting, breathtakingly beautiful.

"Master Luoli." Chu Feng greeted her.

Master Luoli's ruby lips parted slightly, and a perfectly measured faint smile bloomed on her elegant face; she first bowed to Jiang Miaoyi, who was beside her, to pay her respects.

Then she turned to look at Chu Feng, her voice as soft and warm as jade striking jade: "True Disciple Chu, I hope you can enjoy the wine to your heart's content today and live up to this banquet."

She did not say any more superfluous words and walked straight to the empty seat on Chu Feng's left to sit down.

That seat was originally reserved for another Golden Core Immortal Master; it was clear that Master Luoli had already arranged everything in advance.

Chu Feng subconsciously glanced to the side, and the corner of his eye happened to catch the ample curves in front of the cinched waist of her purple-orchid dress as she sat down, which were almost touching the edge of the table.

The smooth dress material clung tightly to her figure, outlining those full contours clearly and distinctly, and they rose and fell slightly with her steady breathing.

Chu Feng's heart gave a sudden jolt, and he quickly withdrew his gaze, inwardly muttering to himself: As expected of the figure of a Golden Core Immortal Master; this kind of Aura is not something ordinary female Cultivators can compare to.

After another moment, all the guests had arrived, numbering about a hundred or so.

Master Sikong stood up and said a few polite words to everyone, nothing more than thanking all the Fellow Daoists for honoring him with their presence, stating that there was enough spiritual wine at today's banquet, and everyone need not be constrained.

As soon as his voice fell, the sound of string and bamboo instruments brought by Xiaoyao Tower began to play slowly; immediately after, a group of female Cultivators dressed in colorful clothes with graceful figures walked into the hall to the music and danced lightly in the center of the hall.

Their dance steps were light and agile, and as they spun, their colorful clothes fluttered, resembling a group of butterflies playing among flowers, drawing bursts of admiration in the hall.

At the same time, this wine tasting banquet officially began.

"This first cup is Earth Rank Low Grade Purple Flame Spirit Wine."

Master Sikong said in a loud voice, his voice carrying through magical power to every corner of the hall.

"This wine is based on water from a century-old cold pool, brewed with thirty-six types of rare Spiritual Plants, and stored in a cellar for three years before it becomes a finished brew."

"When first drunk, it is like ice spring water pouring down the throat; three breaths later, a warm flame will rise in the abdomen, which has the effect of nourishing the Meridians and soothing magical power."

"Fellow Daoists, please!"