Chapter 2137 - 2138: All Star Festival! (First Update)

Following the Silver Armored General of the Kongming Divine Race, the group quickly arrived outside a massive palace.

The entire Kongming Divine Race was on high alert, with each guard exuding an extraordinary aura, which was, perhaps, the foundation of the Divine Race.

Before entering the grand hall, they saw a young boy in fine clothes walking from afar with a few Elders. The Silver Armored General, upon seeing the boy, hastily approached to salute, bowing and saying, "My Lord, I greet the Seventh Prince!"

The boy in fine clothes turned out to be a prince of the Kongming Divine Race.

He glanced at the Silver Armored General, nodding slightly, then turned his gaze to the three Elders behind him, respectfully saying, "Esteemed seniors, father has prepared wine to entertain the masters. Please follow me."

With that, he didn’t even glance at Elder Wenxu and others, and left with the three Elders.

The three Elders, each with white hair and aged faces, possessed incredibly formidable auras; the one in the middle even made Ling Feng feel that the cultivation was not below that of the Muu God Monarch.

Of course, the true strength can only be compared through actual combat.

Soon, the party of the Seventh Prince walked far, and Ling Feng became curious; even the prince of the Kongming Divine Race held these three in high esteem, showing their significant background.

Master Wenxu, having lived over a century with considerable experience and insight, seeing Ling Feng and other disciples full of doubt, took a deep breath and explained in a steady voice, "These three Elders are famed artifact refining masters from the Milo Continent, called the Duobao Three Venerables, whose status can compete with the three Palace Masters of our Pure Yang Palace!"

"Oh?"

Ling Feng’s eyelid twitched slightly; indeed, these "Duobao Three Venerables" were no ordinary figures.

"Elder Wenxu, His Majesty has also arranged a banquet at Zhengtian Hall to host all of you. After the feast, Emperor Yaun will personally attend to you."

The Silver Armored General mentioned that Emperor Yaun, who invited the Daoist Doctor of Pure Yang Palace to heal the princess, was the prince of the Kongming Divine Race, the Second Prince, already titled as king for being over forty.

The princess, though unmarried, had a mysterious background and was rarely seen even within the Kongming Divine Race.

Elder Wenxu nodded and smiled, understanding that the so-called banquet was likely a coincidence meeting with the Duobao Three Venerables, and the Kongming Divine Race’s emperor had to extend an invitation since Pure Yang Palace held some status in Milo Continent.

The wise see but don’t speak. Though quite indignant, Elder Wenxu, a mere Elder of Elixir Sect, couldn’t afford to offend either the Duobao Three Venerables or the Kongming Divine Race, so he could only swallow his anger.

"Buzz buzz!"

A giant, gold-painted door opened before them, revealing a fiery red carpet spanning thousands of feet from the palace’s end, laid directly before the group.

Over ten thousand male and female guards stood respectfully on both sides of the carpet, bowing their heads, waiting.

"Welcome, Duobao Three Venerables!"

A collective shout by ten thousand people, not loud individually, resonated enough to tremble the vast Heavenly Vault!

The grandeur of the scene was heart-stirring.

Such a substantial display was indeed astonishing.

The Kongming Divine Race went all out to greet the Duobao Three Venerables, even sending a prince for reception and arranging such a spectacle.

In contrast, the Pure Yang Palace’s party seemed redundant, almost as if they were sneaking in through a minor entrance.

Elder Wenxu’s face alternated between blue and red hues; being treated so differently despite being a Pure Yang Palace Elder made him feel stifled.

Ling Feng, however, felt nothing amiss, only curious that such esteemed figures as the Duobao Three Venerables wouldn’t mobilize lightly, should they really have something major to handle?

Could something significant likewise be transpiring in the Kongming Divine Race?

With all these questions in mind, Ling Feng followed Elder Wenxu and finally sat in a corner within the hall.

The Duobao Three Venerables each had a dignified seat, while the Pure Yang Palace’s seats were at the farthest end of the hall, and even two people had to squeeze together at a table, unmistakably neglected.

At this moment, a burly man in black clothing entered the hall with a cold expression, striding inside.

Ling Feng’s eyelids twitched at the sight of him.

This black-clad man was exactly the mysterious strong figure Ling Feng encountered at the Hundred Treasures Market.

Fu Xueqing also shrank her neck, evidently recalling the black-clad man, his icy gaze making her shiver involuntarily.

"Second Brother!"

The Seventh Prince, who had already seated the Duobao Three Venerables, greeted him with a face full of forced smiles. Yet, the smile seemed hollow.

Bonds within noble families were inherently cold, let alone in royalty, where stinging betrayals behind facades of brotherhood were basic operations.

Ling Feng touched his nose, realizing this black-clad man was the Second Prince and Emperor Yaun!

They were here to heal Emperor Yaun’s princess.

Emperor Yaun merely nodded to the Seventh Prince, then paid respects to the Duobao Three Venerables, before approaching Elder Wenxu, clasping hands respectfully, "I greet Elder Wenxu."

Elder Wenxu, sipping on his drink, relaxed his aged face slightly upon being greeted, promptly standing up, "So it is Emperor Yaun!"

A subtle smile appeared on Emperor Yaun’s stern face, and he casually said, "Forgive my negligence over your long journey, Elder."

Ling Feng glanced at Emperor Yaun, whose gaze met his, nodding slightly at Ling Feng.

It seemed Emperor Yaun also remembered Ling Feng and Fu Xueqing.

At this time, the Seventh Prince also came over with a wine cup, smiling at Elder Wenxu, "It turns out to be an Elder of Pure Yang Palace. I left in haste earlier to attend the Duobao Three Venerables, neglecting the Elder. Please do not mind!"

While the Seventh Prince’s words were courteous, his eyes weren’t shy in showing disdain; rather, they carried a mocking tone.

Elder Wenxu’s face darkened but dared not retaliate, instead merely nodding and smiling, "Not at all."

The Seventh Prince’s gaze swept over the disciples brought by Elder Wenxu with increased disdain, especially as he looked at Ling Feng, sneering, "Elder, does Pure Yang Palace lack people? Even such riffraff are brought into the Imperial City. Second Brother, you might be disappointed again!"

Such unfiltered mockery made Ling Feng shake his head; the Seventh Prince’s ridicule aimed at Pure Yang Palace’s group was a mere pretense to jab Emperor Yaun.

Yet Elder Wenxu, caught unwittingly as a scapegoat, felt his pride shattered.

Emperor Yaun seemed habitual to the Seventh Prince’s icy words; face unchanged, he dryly said, "Seventh Brother has invited the Three Venerables this time. The All Star Festival should be a guaranteed victory, right?"

"Hmph, it’s hard to guarantee full success, but a seventy-percent chance is certain."

A smug expression appeared on the Seventh Prince’s face; he then retorted, "But I wonder what treasure Second Brother has prepared for the All Star Festival exchange?"

Treasures? All Star Festival? Exchange?

Ling Feng was slightly taken aback; the puzzle pieces involving Emperor Yaun’s visit to the Hundred Treasures Market seemed to fit.

Nevertheless, what was the All Star Festival?

Emperor Yaun waved a hand dismissively, "This All Star Festival, Seventh Brother will surely dominate. Whether I prepare or not makes no difference."

"Haha!"

With a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, the Seventh Prince returned to the side of the Duobao Three Venerables, leaving Emperor Yaun to return to his seat after greeting Elder Wenxu.