Chapter 276 The End of the Nine Provinces Banquet
At the last moment, Yuan Li thought of Yuan Pan running to the high platform with trembling legs to see him. He felt happy and a smile appeared on his face. He, Yuan Li, had such good taste.
Seeing Yuan Li die so willingly, Butcher Tu grinned and said to his attendant, "This ape has such high awareness, able to face death so calmly. Although his cultivation is limited, this kind of death is sweet and delicious, a sight to behold once in a thousand years."
"Quickly present these ape lips and brains to Lord Xi."
After the first course was served, a basket of rare fruits was brought out. Ji Rong ate them for five days in a row, but she couldn't eat anymore, so she gave them all to Qing Guanzi.
Next, the more delicious and precious items from the ape cultivators were brought out one by one. Ji Rong ate them and felt that they were not much different from ordinary meat.
After the main courses were served, the servants brought out a dish of spiritual vegetables, a large plate of roasted meat and wine, and the butcher on the stage withdrew.
The ice dragon spewed mist, concealing its presence and sealing its seal. The firelight dispelled the ice mist, and on the round platform, instead of a grand lecture, a rare performance of song and dance appeared.
Although the singer's voice was still deep, Ji Rong, who had watched the Blood Flower Opera for five consecutive days, found normal song and dance performances quite enjoyable.
Attendants carried small jade pots and moved among the jade tables to serve the monks drinks.
This time, they poured pure Yuanliu. Ji Rong saw that the small cup had just been filled when Qing Guanzi snatched it away with a claw and said, "Junior sister, you don't know how to enjoy it. This is the best thing at this banquet."
"Hmph! You don't know how to enjoy yourself." Ji Rong, whose wings had only reached halfway in the air, casually stuck them on her back and shouted in her heart.
The grand feast across the Nine Provinces was drawing to a close, yet the Lord of the West did not rise to see them off.
He remained seated high on His throne in front of the viewing platform. When the song and dance ended, He grinned, grasped the source of the stream on the jade table with his claws, smiled slightly at the cultivators below, and then drank it all in one gulp.
He transformed into a blazing sun and flew into the palace. As soon as he entered, the main gate of Guangyang Palace closed.
The warm light shone into the interior of Guangyang Palace, and Yuntai returned to extreme cold. A real dragon hovered in the air; it was Juangui. He shouted, "The banquet is over!"
Then this celestial being transformed into a celestial being and stood to the left of the divine attendant Ya Nu. He would accompany Ya Nu and, on behalf of Lord Xi, send off the gods and great cultivators.
Ji Rong observed that although the two divine servants appeared very respectful, their demeanor was quite different.
The goddess attendant, named Ya Nu, had a smug look on her face.
Juan Gui kept her head slightly lowered and her waist half-bent, making her appear shorter than Ya Nu, who stood upright and was a true phoenix.
The grand feast of the Nine Provinces has ended, and the gods depart first.
At Yuxu Palace, while her fellow disciples were gathering around Qingpingzi, Ji Rong quickly took a storage ring from under her wings and began searching.
Ji Rong found a very ordinary piece of linen cloth with no markings and stuffed it into the hands of Yuan Pan, who was kneeling behind her.
She bent down and whispered to Yuan Pan, who was still lying on the ground, "You should go back to where you were before, and don't let down your relatives' good intentions."
"She knows!" Yuan Pan cried out in her heart. All her tears had been shed that day. She bowed her head respectfully and kowtowed to Ji Rong, then grabbed the new linen Ji Rong had given her and left.
After the guests had all left, Ya Nu looked at Juan Gui with slight dissatisfaction and said, "As your servants, how can we keep bowing like this?"
Juan Gui, who had been bowing his head, had cold eyes. When he raised his head, he smiled gently at Ya Nu and said, "Ya Nu, they are all powerful figures. Although we are servants of the gods, we are still servants. I will bend over and you will straighten up. This is very good."
Upon hearing this, Ya Nu's burning passion cooled by half.
After saying this, Juan Gui turned and left. The banquet had already ended, so he had to quickly restore the cloud platform to its original state.
Juan Gui instructed the ice dragons to move the jade table one by one, pull out the large pillar, and put it on their backs. Then he led them to the storeroom.
As he led the ice dragons, each carrying a large pillar and a jade table, out of the cloud platform, he caught sight of a little ape with her head bowed low in the distance. She was clutching a piece of ordinary spirit linen and was stumbling along ahead.
Juan Gui immediately shouted at Yuan Pan, who was bowing his head, "Hey you little fellow with the burlap, come here right now."
Upon hearing this voice, Yuan Pan felt a chill in his heart, thinking that his life was over.
She obediently lowered her head, lifted her already trembling legs, and ran towards Juan Gui. Then, with a thud, she knelt down and prostrated herself on the ground, saying, "My lord, did you call for me?"
Juan Gui looked at the violently trembling Yuan Pan and said in a deep voice, "I called you."
Remember this well: there is only one master in Guangyang Palace, and that is Lord Xi. I am Lord Xi's divine attendant, Juan Gui. Don't call me that in the future.
The banquet is over. Go and summon all the sweepers and cleaners to tidy up the platform.
Yuan Pan replied respectfully, "Yes."
Then she lowered her head and bent over as she ran forward.
When Juan Gui returned to the Cloud Platform with the ice dragons, the fog on the Cloud Platform had dissipated. The sweepers were eating as they swept. He looked at them one by one, and soon saw a little ape carrying a small basket in a remote spot, sweeping and picking things up.
She had barely gathered a pile when a cultivator from the side rushed over and began to eat and consume it without any restraint, stealing away the little ape's hard-earned accumulation.
Juan Gui frowned and went over to take a look.
Yuan Pan was sadly sweeping and picking up the broken bones.
She had actually collected several large piles of the remaining scraps of delicacies, but she simply had no appetite for them.
Some clever monkey and fox cultivators discovered this opportunity to take advantage of her. Whenever Yuan Pan piled up a bunch of food, they would seize the chance to rush over to Yuan Pan, quickly eat a few big bites, and then immediately return to their assigned areas to continue cleaning, quite happily.
Juan Gui walked to Yuan Pan's side, lowered his head, and said in a deep voice, "Why aren't you eating?"
Upon seeing that it was Juan Gui, Yuan Pan immediately knelt down and prostrated himself on the ground, saying, "Juan Gui, divine servant, I... I am not hungry."
Juan Gui looked at the weak ape cultivator without saying anything more. He strode towards the high platform and soon returned.
He put his two hands, which were full of bits of delicacies, into Yuan Pan's small basket and said, "It's no use picking up these bone scraps that have already been sucked clean."
Now that you've eaten what I gave you, go back and cultivate diligently. Once you reach the Profound Spirit Realm, you might be able to attend some of the small banquets held in our Guangyang Palace.
By then, you won't have to keep picking and choosing what to eat.
"If you can cultivate to the level of a king, then you can work with me, and you won't have to keep your head down all the time like this."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Pan kept her head down and bowed sincerely three more times to Juan Gui.
She strained her hoarse voice and said, "Thank you for your reward. I will definitely work hard to cultivate."
Juan Gui nodded slightly and left. Only after Juan Gui had gone far away did Yuan Pan raise her head slightly. Her eyes were already swollen and numb from crying, and had long since become slits, making it difficult to see clearly.
She thought of the Guangyang Palace standing in front of her, her eyes filled with hatred through the cracks, and then she buried her head in the small basket and began to chew.
The attendant of the Goddess is right. Only by becoming stronger can she be qualified to step onto the stage and have even the slightest chance of avenging Yuan Li.
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