Now the glutton was happy. In a good mood, he took out a spirit fruit and happily munched on it while waiting for the show to begin.
Before we knew it, the sun had risen high in the sky, and the venue was almost full, with everyone eagerly waiting for it to begin.
Shushu silently calculated in his mind that the time should be about right.
Sure enough, the next moment, a clear and melodious phoenix cry rang out, and the surrounding atmosphere felt different.
Following closely behind, a group of figures descended from the high platform, with Lu Li leading the way.
On either side of him stood a large group of people. On the left were Lu Xian and a group of winged clan leaders from the Great Wei Realm, and on the right were Dong Jia and others.
Lu Li raised his eyes and glanced down. Instantly, the entire place fell silent; you could hear a pin drop.
All eyes were on him, even on the sweet potato.
Looking at Lu Li standing ramrod straight, Shushu felt that today's senior brother had an indescribable aura and a sense of distance that was very intimidating and also quite unfamiliar.
However, this feeling did not last long.
Especially after Shushu's gaze met that of her senior brother, she knew from the faint smile in his eyes and the subtle nod that her senior brother was still her senior brother.
Upon realizing what was happening, Shushu immediately returned a bright smile.
Then, a huge white ball of fur appeared in front of her. It was her rat father who had moved over quietly and was using his body to block her view of the platform.
Helpless, Shushu could only temporarily look away to avoid upsetting his father.
Lu Li, above, naturally took in the entire scene without missing a beat. Something flashed across his eyes, but in the end, he didn't look in this direction again.
Instead, after scanning the room, he spoke in a gentle voice.
"Gentlemen, welcome to the ten-thousandth anniversary celebration of my Feather Clan. I am Lu Li, and I greet you all here. I hope you all have a great time. If there has been any inadequacy in our hospitality, please forgive me."
After speaking, he cupped his hands and gave a gentle bow to the surroundings.
Immediately afterwards, he announced the start of the ceremony, turned around without any hesitation, and sat back in the most magnificent seat in the center.
Lu Xian and the head of the family exchanged glances but didn't say anything. They then quickly returned to their seats.
As the last person took their seat, the clear cry of the phoenix rang out once more.
The phoenix's cry was like a horn, and the cries of various winged races immediately rose and fell rhythmically.
From all directions, figures of the Feathered Race appeared in the sky, their brightly colored feathers streaking across the horizon, flying closer and closer.
Finally, everyone could see their appearance clearly: Peng, Bifang, Peacock, Chongming Bird, Golden Vulture, Gale Eagle, Crane... and so on, countless feathered creatures, only those you can't imagine, there's nothing that isn't here.
Each winged creature held a brightly colored tail feather in its mouth as they flew toward the high platform.
"It's 'Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix'!" someone in the audience shouted.
Instantly, as if in response to his words, all the birds—no, I should say all the winged creatures—simultaneously emitted clear and melodious sounds.
These sounds must have been rehearsed beforehand. When they sang together, they didn't sound noisy or harsh at all. Instead, they sounded like a piece of music being composed, and they were extremely beautiful.
This was the first time Shushu had ever heard such a beautiful sound. Looking at the winged creatures spinning and flying overhead, he was deeply impressed and couldn't help but immerse himself in this audiovisual feast.
It wasn't until each of the Feathered Tribe members finished their performance and presented their tail feathers that everyone present came back to their senses.
Before anyone could discuss it, another winged race made a grand entrance, led by ten magnificent phoenixes. As they danced gracefully, shimmering light fell from the sky.
This time, without needing any prompting, Shushu knew it was a hymn to the Feather Clan.
She reached out to catch the starlight, and sure enough, the starlight melted into her hand. Her mind cleared, and she felt a sense of clarity, as if the clouds had parted to reveal the moon.
Among the noisy crowd below, there were even those who had directly broken through a minor realm.
Immediately, everyone became excited again, and the tiny sparkles of light became highly sought-after items.
As a clan that has always been at odds with the Phoenix Clan, the Dragon Clan immediately hatched a plan, and with a quick glance, prepared to cause trouble.
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