The crowd's inquisitive gazes fell on the two of them, and they immediately looked puzzled, whispering among themselves.
"Who are these two people? I've never seen them before."
"Perhaps they just arrived..."
"Why don't we just call someone who hears the sound and ask them?"
Upon hearing his name, the little immortal official named Wen Sheng stepped forward and stood in the center of the hall, saying, "Reporting to Lord Su Feng and all immortal lords, these two are indeed newcomers and have not yet been listed in the register, so you are unaware of them."
"I see."
It was common for new palace maids to be added to the celestial palace, so no one suspected anything. Such a small matter did not cause any ripples in their hearts. They just didn't know why Lord Sufeng had suddenly spoken up.
Under the slightly curious gazes of the crowd, Lord Sufeng uttered his second sentence since stepping into the elegant garden: "Why were you staring at me just now?"
These words were meant for Qinghe's ears. Her eyes flickered as she slowly said, "Because you're handsome."
Upon hearing this, everyone in the room gasped, their expressions shifting rapidly from calm to fear, then to excitement, and finally to curiosity and gossip, before all their gazes settled on Qinghe.
This is the first time in thousands of years that such a bold and presumptuous palace maid has appeared in the divine realm, daring to say such things to Lord Su Feng. Although what she said is true, but... we only said it in private. If anyone dares to talk about the appearance of the Lord to his face, they would have a hundred lives to spare!
Everyone looked at the Divine Lord, then at Qinghe, then back at the Divine Lord, all wanting to know how the Divine Lord would react.
Su Feng looked at her quietly for a while and then said, "Is that so? If you are sincerely praising me, why not show your true face?"
Qinghe's gaze narrowed slightly. It turned out that he had seen through her disguise at a glance. But it wasn't surprising. After all, this was the God Realm, and Su Feng was a God Lord of the God Realm. It would be strange if he couldn't see through it.
It's just that she overlooked this point, forgetting that she was in the realm of gods and had no divine pearl to protect her, so her meager cultivation level was nothing at all.
"This servant is ugly, and I wish to make a good impression on the gods, therefore..."
Before he could finish speaking, a gust of wind swept in with unstoppable force, but it was incredibly gentle on Qinghe, like the warm sunshine of spring falling on him.
As the white light faded, Qinghe was forced to remove her disguise, revealing a beautiful face to everyone.
Qinghe: "..."
Frosty cold snow, pure and aloof from the world.
Everyone's eyes widened slightly.
Such beauty is unparalleled even in the realm of gods.
Some people were amazed, some were jealous, and some admired.
Qinghe looked straight at Su Feng, who was seated on the throne, but saw that his eyes were indifferent and without any fluctuation, as if he were looking at a stranger. Qinghe couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
The elegant garden fell silent for a moment, until Lord Su Feng spoke up and asked, "Can you dance?"
Qinghe blinked, then patted Shenxun, who was watching the show from the side, without looking at him: "The Divine Lord is asking you a question."
The sudden nomination of Shen Xun made him the center of attention, but he remained calm and stepped forward, saying, "I... no, this servant... is also wrong..."
Upon hearing this, the little fairy official frantically winked at him, "It's Xiao Tong, Xiao Tong!"
Shen Xun suddenly realized and said, "That's right, young boy." He respectfully said to the Divine Lord, "This young boy knows a little about dance. Would the Divine Lord like to see me dance?"
Lord Su Feng frowned and pointed at Qing He: "I want her here..."
Before Su Feng could finish speaking, Qing He reached out and pushed Shen Xun to the center of the hall, a kind smile always on his face.
Taking advantage of the push, Shen Xun flipped over and began to dance gracefully. A sword appeared in his hand without his knowledge, and with a flick of his wrist, he immediately began to perform a sword dance for everyone present.
The long sword was sharp as a blade, its light shimmering like silver; his robes fluttered, and his aura soared like a rainbow.
Everyone was unknowingly drawn to the light, graceful, and unrestrained dance moves, gradually becoming immersed in them, even forgetting to finish the wine in their glasses.
Someone touched a string, and a sharp, piercing "clang" rang out, but it did not disrupt the sword dance at all; on the contrary, it added to its beauty.
Seeing this, the palace maid who was playing the pipa simply picked up the zither and set up the qin and zheng, and played a beautiful melody in accompaniment to the sword dance.
The harmonious interplay of music and dance further amplifies the overwhelming force of the performance.
Every dance and gesture was as fluid and seamless as flowing water. When the music ended and the music was played, everyone was still immersed in the spirit of the graceful dance and the swordplay, and they were still in a daze.
The divine realm had not witnessed such a magnificent performance in thousands of years, and they were captivated by it, savoring the experience with great delight.
Shen Xun remained calm, gracefully twirled his sword, and then vanished without a trace of spiritual energy, returning to his original position.
With each step, he communicated with Qinghe through divine sense: "Sword dance appearance fee, 100,000 taels."
Qinghe gasped: "One dance costs 100,000 taels of silver? You're extorting me!"
Shen Xun calmly retorted: "Who told you not to jump? There's always a trade-off between gain and loss."
Qinghe: ...
Shen Xun: Remember to give it to me tonight.
Qinghe gritted his teeth: ...Fine.
The sword dance failed to pique Su Feng's interest. He kept staring at Qing He, his gaze not intense, but with a kind of destiny-like obsession, the reason for which he didn't know.
Even though he had never seen this woman before, he was inexplicably drawn to her and couldn't take his eyes off her.
Her face was cool and aloof, her features delicate and elegant.
Despite not having a particularly likable demeanor, he was captivated by her at first sight.
The intense gaze made Qing feel like he was being pricked by thorns.
Such a gaze is unfamiliar, inquisitive, and strange, but definitely not familiar.
This made her very uncomfortable.
The hall was filled with guests, and there was joyful singing and dancing, but she felt somewhat lonely.
He frowned, turned around, and left without looking back.
Shen Xun was still immersed in the joy of earning 100,000 taels of silver. He hadn't even reacted when Qing He left. By the time he came to his senses, Qing He had already walked quite a distance away. He immediately followed without looking back, as if he hadn't seen the entire assembly of gods reprimanding them for being rude and disrespectful.
A god dressed in blue glared and shouted, "My Lord, these two are so audacious and show you absolutely no respect! You must punish them severely!"
Another seemingly kind god advised, "I say, Fourth Brother, you're just too impatient. They're just two little kids, is it really necessary?"
He held a long-haired feather fan in his hand and had a pagoda-like object hanging from his waist, swaying with his movements as he looked at the man in blue with a smile.
The fourth god shouted, "Third brother, you're so good-natured! Those two people seem suspicious to me. If they are demons who have infiltrated the divine realm, wouldn't our divine realm be in great danger!"
"Fourth brother, stop talking about demons all the time. There aren't that many demons." The third brother acted as a peacemaker: "Don't worry, the Three Realms reached an agreement a thousand years ago. They won't do it again."
"Third brother, you..."
"Shut up."
A cold, emotionless voice rang out, and the two stopped arguing, turning their gazes to the Divine Lord Su Feng in the center.
Su Feng frowned, his handsome features turning cold and serious.
The consequences of the deity's anger were unimaginable. The two exchanged a glance, lowered their heads, and remained silent.
Su Feng lowered his gaze and looked at the aloof figure that had already walked away into the distance outside the palace.
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