350: Chapter 350 Celebration!

Capital of Great Qian.

Inside Chengtian Hall, Empress Mu Qingning stood by the window, gazing toward the west.

Behind her, Princess Pingyang Princess Mu Shining paced back and forth, occasionally looking up at her sister, wanting to speak but hesitating.

"Sister..." Princess Mu Shining finally couldn't help but speak, "Brother Shengyuan, he..."

Before her voice fell, a communication talisman streaked through the air and landed in Qingning's palm.

She unfolded it, her eyes sweeping over it, and the tight expression on that cold and beautiful face suddenly relaxed.

"He won." Female Emperor Mu Qingning turned around, her tone calm, yet there was a light swirling in her eyes, "The Demon Cult Leader has been executed. He has achieved a Breakthrough to First Grade and will return in a few days."

Princess Mu Shining froze for a moment, then her eyes reddened, and she covered her mouth, unable to speak.

The news spread through the imperial palace like the wind.

Li Cangsheng stroked his beard and laughed loudly, saying "Good" three times in a row.

Shen Xinrong and the Master-disciple duo of Yue Xiyan and Yue Qingmeng looked at each other, all seeing the relief in each other's eyes.

Yue Qingmeng pulled on her Master's sleeve, tears welling in her eyes.

His father, Li Mu, laughed even louder. "My son Shengyuan has the potential for the Transcendent Grade!"

His mother, Wenren Qingxuan, gave her husband a huffy yet affectionate glare, though she was also incredibly proud in her heart.

To celebrate Li Shengyuan's great victory, Empress Mu Qingning immediately issued an imperial decree:

A general amnesty for the world, a reduction in taxes, and a nationwide celebration.

"The wedding in two months should also be properly prepared," she said faintly, a very slight smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

Demon Domain, Holy Dragon City.

A grand banquet lasted for three days, with the lights never going out.

The news of Long Qingcheng's cultivation Breakthrough to Half-step Transcendent Grade and Li Shengyuan's slaying of the Demon Cult Leader to promote to First Grade spread through the myriad races of the Demon Domain like a storm.

Those forces that were originally restless, thinking that an accident might have happened to the Dragon Emperor, instantly went silent.

On the Holy Dragon Square, a hundred tables were joined in a feast, with spiritual wine piled up like mountains.

And the dishes to go with the wine were precisely the spiritual flesh of the various Demon Kings who had been executed there!

As ruthless as they were when killing them, that was how satisfying it was to eat them now.

The Dragon Clan, the Demon Kings of various tribes, Chu Chunqiu, and others toasted each other, the atmosphere being enthusiastic.

With the friendship of having fought side by side, their relationships with each other had grown much closer.

Long Yun sat beside Li Shengyuan, having been toasted with several cups of "dragon saliva brew." Her cheeks were rosy, and she smiled exceptionally brightly.

Pei Shuyun sat quietly on Li Shengyuan's other side, blocking several rounds of toasts for him, but her gaze occasionally fell on Long Yun and then toward Long Qingcheng on the high seat, lost in thought.

As the night deepened, the banquet reached its end.

Long Qingcheng stood up, and everyone quieted down.

Her expression was calm as her gaze swept over everyone present, finally falling on Long Yun, who was laughing and talking with Li Shengyuan.

"Everyone, continue drinking. Xiao Yun, come with me."

Long Yun was startled, then smiled at Li Shengyuan and Pei Shuyun, saying, "Your Majesty is looking for me, I'll go first!"

Then she skipped along after her.

Li Shengyuan watched those two figures, one tall and one short, disappear into the depths of the palace gates, his expression complex.

Pei Shuyun gently took his hand and asked softly, "What are you thinking about?"

Li Shengyuan shook his head and didn't speak.

Pei Shuyun glanced at him, then looked in the direction where Long Qingcheng had left, falling into deep thought.

Inside the Dragon Palace, the lights were dim.

Long Qingcheng dismissed her attendants and sat alone by the window, playing with a warm dragon-patterned jade pendant in her hand.

Long Yun pushed the door open and came in, her face still flushed from the wine. She approached with a giggle: "Your Majesty, what did you want to see me about?"

Long Qingcheng looked at her bright, smiling face, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke: "Xiao Yun, what... do you think of Li Shengyuan?"

Long Yun was stunned, blinked, her smile fading slightly. She thought about it seriously and said softly:

"Shengyuan... he's very good. Very powerful, gentle with people, and also very attentive..."

As she spoke, her voice grew lower and lower, but her cheeks grew redder and redder.

Long Qingcheng looked at her and sighed in her heart.

She stood up, walked to Long Yun, raised her hand to gently stroke the top of her head, and said in a soft tone: "I see."

Long Yun looked up at her in confusion: "Your Majesty?"

Long Qingcheng didn't explain, only saying: "Go on, they are still waiting for you."

Although Long Yun was somewhat puzzled—not expecting Your Majesty to call her over just to say this—she still nodded obediently and turned to leave.

When she reached the door, Long Qingcheng suddenly spoke: "Xiao Yun..."

"Hmm?"

"In the future, if you want to follow him to Great Qian to take a look, I will not stop you."

Long Yun froze, and then a light of pleasant surprise burst from her eyes. She nodded heavily and disappeared at the end of the corridor with light steps.

Long Qingcheng stood alone by the window, gazing at the night sky. After a long time, she gave a faint sigh.

"You nuisance..."