Chapter 6
Night. At the summit of the Immortal Palace within the Mysterious Immortal Domain, it was brilliantly illuminated. Servants shuttled through the corridors of the pavilions and halls. The magnificent complex presented a scene of bustling prosperity, clearly indicating the arrival of distinguished guests.
Inside the great central hall of the Immortal Palace, a spacious and luxurious dining room was set with four large, round tables. All the key figures of the Immortal Palace were in attendance.
"Where are Shu'er and Mother? Why aren't they here yet?"
Wei Yufeng asked impatiently to those beside him. He was a man of striking appearance, tall and imposing, with a head of dazzling red hair inherited from his father. His bearing was extraordinary, and he carried the air of a young hero.
"Brother, don't be so anxious. Shu'er had a fright on her trip out this time. I heard A-Jiao and A-Mei were tragically killed. It's only natural for a young lady to be a bit unable to accept such a grievance. The Holy Empress is probably still comforting her."
The short young man sitting beside him said. This was Wei Yuming, Wei Yufeng's younger cousin, the son of Wei Wuxin, Wei Wuyuan's younger brother. Compared to his cousin, he was shorter, with a face that resembled a little monkey's, often earning him the teasing of his peers. However, the cousins had grown up together and shared a deep bond.
They were seated at a side table. At the main table, the Divine Emperor Wei Wuyuan, along with high-ranking officials like Wei Wuxin, Xiao Guang, and Liu Ji, were all present.
Seated below him were two men, one old and one young. The elder had a square, dignified face, his hair and beard already streaked with white. However, his robust physique and bulging temples revealed that his cultivation had reached a state of perfection. Beside him sat a handsome, strapping young man. He had delicate, clear features and a tall, powerfully built frame with well-defined muscles. His presence seemed comparable to Wei Yufeng's, and his stature was perhaps even more imposing.
"Chief Dong, for you to grace our Immortal Palace with your presence today, I have failed to welcome you properly. I am truly ashamed."
Wei Wuyuan rose to his feet, offering a toast to the square-faced elder. The elder also stood and drank with him, declaring in a loud voice, "Your Divine Majesty, the martial world is in turmoil now, with the demonic sect's scum beginning to stir. How could my Heavenly Strategy Mansion sit idly by during the battle at Qiyan Palace? I have already dispatched dozens of elite fighters, who will arrive at Qiyan Palace in the coming days. We vow to fight the demonic sect to the very end!"
Wei Wuyuan nodded slightly and said in a clear voice, "With the aid of the Heavenly Strategy Mansion, it is truly like adding wings to a tiger. I am certain this battle will be a swift and certain success!"
Dong Yuanhong put on a fawning expression, laughing loudly as he downed his cup. Everyone raised their glasses together, and the atmosphere grew lively.
The Heavenly Strategy Mansion was founded by the Dong family, who were also descendants of one of the "Seven Great Immortal Heroes." Its headquarters was located in the capital, and its successive Chiefs had held high positions in the imperial court, often serving as high-ranking officials. Female members of the family frequently intermarried with the imperial family, creating ties of kinship. The current Chief, Dong Yuanhong, served as one of the empire's Grand Chancellors, and his younger sister, Dong Feiyan, was the Empress to the current Emperor, the benevolent Emperor Xiaoren. As the Emperor's brother-in-law, Dong Yuanhong's status was exalted, and he was a key figure of power within the court.
For a man of such esteemed status to personally bring his son and subordinates to the Immortal Palace to meet with Wei Wuyuan showed the profound bond between the Immortal Palace and the Heavenly Strategy Mansion.
Wei Wuyuan drained the fine wine in his cup and said to Dong Yuanhong, "It has been nearly three years since we have last gathered so joyfully. Since Feiyan married Emperor Xiaoren, I have not seen her for almost five years. I wonder how she is faring now? The past years seem like smoke, and I often find myself sighing at the swift passage of time, moved to tears."
Dong Yuanhong smiled and said, "Your Divine Majesty, you possess the body of a myriad saints and a wisdom unseen in a millennium. A few decades are but the snap of a finger to you. It is a great fortune for the Heavenly Strategy Mansion to be able to serve the Immortal Palace and to advance and retreat together."
For Dong Yuanhong, a man of such power, to show such humility towards Wei Wuyuan, it was clear they shared an extraordinary history.
Wei Wuyuan smiled and said, "You flatter me, Chief. We must still focus on the present. The demonic sect has been lying dormant for years and is now preparing to counterattack in concert with the forces of the Northern Frontier. We cannot be unprepared, and we must rely heavily on the power of the imperial court."
Dong Yuanhon nodded and said, "Naturally, that is as it should be. The entire Heavenly Strategy Mansion has been mobilized. I have not had a chance to stretch my limbs since my last encounter with the demonic sect many years ago. To join you, Your Divine Majesty, in eradicating these villains is also a fine opportunity to train my son."
The powerfully built young man beside him stood up and bowed respectfully to the Divine Emperor. "Your nephew, Dong Hao, pays his respects to Your Divine Majesty."
His voice was loud and his bearing martial. He was tall and burly, with powerful muscles and a resolute face, appearing like a great tower of rock. Everyone present secretly praised him, sighing that he was truly a magnificent young man who would surely become another great hero of the martial world in time.
Wei Wuyuan sized up Dong Hao, then nodded slightly and said, "Nephew is truly a dragon among men, so tall and robust. Chief Dong, my daughter is just reaching a marriageable age. Though she is simple and unrefined, the engagement we arranged many years ago, is it still valid?"
Dong Yuanhong laughed loudly upon hearing this. "Of course, it is still valid! To be able to form a marital alliance with Your Divine Majesty is the greatest fortune for the Heavenly Strategy Mansion! Come, Ahao, offer a toast to the Divine Emperor!"
The tall and imposing Dong Hao immediately and decisively downed his cup in one go. Everyone present praised the father and son for their capacity. For a time, the atmosphere between the Immortal Palace members and the guests from the Heavenly Strategy Mansion became even more festive as they toasted each other, their conversation flowing freely, and the mood at the banquet grew even more heated.
After merging the Immortal Palace with the Tianxing Sect, Wei Wuyuan had operated in the martial world for many years and had gained many followers. Among them, the Heavenly Strategy Mansion was the greatest ally. The Heavenly Strategy Mansion, founded by a descendant of an Immortal Hero and with close ties to the imperial court, had become the greatest link between the martial world and the imperial court after allying with the Immortal Palace. It was a crucial part of Wei Wuyuan's path to domination.
Wei Wuyuan and Dong Yuanhong had known each other for many years. Although they were a generation apart in age, Dong Yuanhong was a proud and ambitious hero. He saw that an alliance with the Immortal Palace was entirely beneficial. Through this connection, he had finally ascended to the position of Grand Chancellor a few years prior, the highest official position ever held by a Chief of the Heavenly Strategy Mansion, and it was no secret that the Immortal Palace had pulled many strings behind the scenes.
Dong Yuanhong's younger sister, Dong Feiyan, had been a disciple of the Emei Holy Saint Sect since childhood. She was exceptionally talented, achieving a high level of cultivation at a young age, and was a once-in-a-generation top expert of the Holy Saint Sect. Coupled with her natural beauty and graceful figure, she was stunningly charming. In her early years traveling the martial world, she was known as the "Enchanting Fairy."
Wei Wuyuan and Dong Feiyan had a romantic history. However, Dong Feiyan later had a chance encounter with the then-Crown Prince, Emperor Xiaoren, who was on an inspection tour. The Crown Prince was immediately captivated by her astonishing beauty and pursued her fervently. At the time, Dong Feiyan was deeply in love with Wei Wuyuan and had no interest in this imperial prince.
But Wei Wuyuan was deep-thinking and calculating, bent on achieving his "grand ambitions." He keenly saw this as an opportunity and actually encouraged Dong Feiyan to marry the Crown Prince.
Dong Feiyan was stunned and heartbroken by Wei Wuyuan's seemingly heartless and absurd suggestion. But after a combination of gentle persuasion and pressure from Wei Wuyuan, he finally convinced her. Whether out of love for him, or perhaps resentment, combined with the Crown Prince's ardent pursuit, she soon threw herself into the prince's arms. The two fell deeply in love, and after the prince ascended the throne to become Emperor, Dong Feiyan became the current Empress. Naturally, the Dong family and the Heavenly Strategy Mansion's fortunes skyrocketed overnight.
Wei Wuyuan was the architect of this entire affair, and it was primarily because of this that the relationship between the Immortal Palace and the Heavenly Strategy Mansion was so close.
Sitting to the side, Wei Yufeng felt his heart sink when he heard their conversation. It was the first he had heard of his sister, Wei Miaoshu's, engagement to the Heavenly Strategy Mansion. He doted on this half-sister of his immensely, and now, the more he looked at this young man named Dong Hao, the more displeased he became.
Seeing his father's smug and triumphant expression, he felt annoyed and stood up, preparing to leave his seat. Wei Yuming asked in surprise, "Brother, where are you going?"
Just then, a captivating and alluring fragrance drifted in from outside. Accompanied by the seductive, rhythmic "clack, clack, clack" of high heels on the ground, two graceful and enchanting figures appeared at the entrance to the banquet hall, walking in and chatting animatedly. Everyone felt their vision blur for a moment, and their gazes became fixed on the bewitching silhouettes before them, unable to look away.
Wei Miaoshu had changed into a short, red and blue dress. Though young, her charming and beautiful face resembled her mother's, and her figure was already quite maturely developed. Her delicate, jade-like face was more radiant than a flower, her lips like they held vermilion, glistening red as they curved into a slight smile. Her posture was enchanting, her skin fair as jade. With every glance, she was breathtakingly captivating, stirring the soul. Her jet-black hair cascaded down her back. Her top was off-the-shoulder, a light blue tube top tightly hugging her full, ripe chest. Red sleeves fluttered from her slender arms. Her waist was as slim as a willow, cinched with a pale blue sash. Below, she wore a short, pale blue, fluffy skirt. Her long, jade-like legs, clad in sexy, form-fitting white silk stockings, peeked out from under the short skirt, revealing an elegant and alluring lace pattern. The stockings accentuated her full, rounded thighs, making her skin look tender and tempting. On her beautiful feet were a pair of cool blue high heels, revealing sexy toes painted with a bright, scarlet polish. Her cool outfit subtly hinted at the budding sensuality of a young girl in love, a truly soul-stirring sight.
Ning Xuefei, on the other hand, was still dressed in a flowing white gauze gown. She was tall and voluptuous, considerably taller than her daughter. Unlike her daughter's youthful beauty, she exuded the alluring charm of a mature woman. A hollowed-out golden hairpin was slanted in her long, dark hair. Her elegant figure, with its subtle curves, was visible beneath the thin gown. Her full breasts were ample and bountiful, the neckline cut daringly high. Her large, firm, mature breasts swayed with elasticity before her, barely contained by the thin jade gauze. Below her enchanting, willowy waist was a beautiful, plump, and full buttocks that swayed with her steps. The hem of her skirt was lifted a few centimeters by the large, perky mounds, a heart-stopping sight. Her two long, shapely, and full legs moved gently beneath the gauze skirt. She wore sheer, silken stockings that were as thin as a cicada's wing, making them look smooth as silk, with a pinkish, creamy sheen. Her slender calves and firm, shapely thighs were straight, long, and dazzlingly white, radiating an ultimate sexiness. Ten-centimeter high, silver-white carved high heels accentuated her perfectly proportioned, stunning figure. She was tall, enchanting, and breathtakingly beautiful, her whole body exuding the seductive, voluptuous charm of a ripe, mature beauty.
The two women walked forward with swaying, graceful steps, their movements as elegant as swaying lotuses. Both of their long, white, jade-like legs were clad in sexy, alluring stockings. The lines of their legs swayed, their tender flesh quivering. Their full, round buttocks swayed with each step. One was youthful and charming, the other elegant and glamorous. All the men felt their blood rush, staring dumbfounded.
The members of the Immortal Palace were accustomed to seeing Ning Xuefei and her daughter, so their reaction was relatively normal. The male guests from the Heavenly Strategy Mansion, however, all looked like idiots, their faces flushed as they stared fixedly at the two peerless beauties. Especially Ning Xuefei, known as the "Number One Beauty of Longyue." The fame of the "Immortal Palace's Holy Empress" had long spread throughout the Longyue Continent. Every man in the world considered it an honor to see her just once. This was the first time the guests from the Heavenly Strategy Mansion were witnessing her stunning beauty, and they were being quite rude, their eyes constantly scanning the alluring figures and flawless faces of the mother and daughter, completely unable to look away.
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