As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life - Chapter 1328 - 367: The Flat Peach Victory Meeting Is for Temple God Resonance, Xi Xi Faces the Divine Sect Purple Mansion Chulong
Chapter 1328: Chapter 367: The Flat Peach Victory Meeting Is for Temple God Resonance, Xi Xi Faces the Divine Sect Purple Mansion Chulong
At the end of the queue were eunuchs and palace maids carrying trays, and the trays contained offerings, sacrifices, and magic artifacts…
They were numerous and varied.
There were also all sorts of fine wines and delicacies, steaming with heat, as if isolated by an invisible aura, untouched even by the cold of the Spring Rain.
Li Che’s gaze swept around, but he did not see a single Flat Peach.
Flat Peach Victory Meeting, yet not a peach in sight.
When the Emperor and Empress’s procession arrived beneath the large canopy set up on the White Jade Square, two figures stepped down from the chariot and slowly sat behind the two tables arranged at the main seat.
A purple-robed eunuch began to direct the maids and eunuchs, who started bustling about.
Things brought forth from the Imperial Palace were distributed, and each table was endowed with the exquisite delicacies belonging to the Flat Peach Victory Meeting.
Originally bare tables gradually filled with excitement, adorned with an assortment of exquisite dishes.
There were wine, meat, and vegetables, all quietly arranged by the eunuchs and palace maids without a word.
Li Che held Xi Xi, while Zhang Ya shared a banquet table with Li Che.
Strictly speaking, Zhang Ya hadn’t obtained the qualification for the main banquet’s invitation, but the banquet on the White Jade Square wasn’t the main one.
The main banquet was inside the West Queen Mother’s Mysterious Temple.
Thus Li Che brought Zhang Ya along, and he certainly wasn’t the only one who brought family.
Xi Xi’s eyes were bright, watching as more delicacies adorned the table.
“Father, can Xi Xi start eating?”
Xi Xi swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
The culinary delights cooked by the best chefs of the Divine Capital’s First City exuded an extreme aroma and allure.
Though they weren’t as good as those cooked by the Boss, they were tempting enough to awaken Xi Xi’s appetite.
Thinking of the Boss, Xi Xi couldn’t help but reminisce, for she hadn’t seen the Boss and Gou in a long time or tasted his dishes.
She felt a bit nostalgic.
“Eat then.”
Li Che rubbed Xi Xi’s head.
His gaze swept around and saw that many were already starting to use their chopsticks.
Xi Xi did not hold back, returning to her banquet table and began feasting.
Xi Xi had qualified for the main banquet and naturally had her own banquet table for herself alone.
Li Che smiled, joining his wife, Zhang Ya, in sampling the food.
As for the pressure from the Flat Peach Victory Meeting, Li Che was not overly concerned, even if he had a wager with the Golden-haired Hou; it wasn’t a big deal.
Because, even without the bet, Li Che intended to exert all his efforts to compete for the Nine Thousand-year-old Peach, with or without the wager with the Golden-haired Hou, it didn’t matter.
The Golden-haired Hou sat at a distant table also feasting heartily, but his gaze was sharp towards Li Che, and he also gazed at Jin Taixui, representing the Qian Yuan Divine Sect’s Chulong, a look of anger surfaced on his face.
A worthless being who disgraced Wushen Mountain!
The Golden-haired Hou valued this bet increasingly and vowed to bring back Jin Taixui, who had made him lose face!
Three rounds through the banquet.
The Emperor of Dajing gently set down the Golden Chopsticks, his presence as heavy as a mountain, his face obscured and indistinct slowly lifted, turning to glance at the Empress.
The lavish and stunning Empress comprehensively nodded, then instructed the elderly purple-robed eunuch, who stooped with hands folded in front as he listened intently.
Moments later.
The purple-robed eunuch straightened up, divinity and Qi-Blood emanating from him, his voice resonating like a bell.
“Ladies and gentlemen, Flat Peach Victory Meeting, after the feast, the Empress has decreed that the victory meeting officially commences.”
The voice thundered across, instantly causing cultivators everywhere to change their expressions.
“The first round, Chulong Victory Conference.”
“Now announcing the rules set by the Empress for the Chulong Victory Conference.”
“A total of sixty Divine Children qualified for the main banquet of the Chulong Victory Conference. In the first round, each Chulong must consume a thread of the westward-facing divinity from a Peach Branch… and face a matched opponent. Winning the first round grants a one-thousand-year-old peach.”
“The victorious Chulong may opt to keep the peach or continue, choosing to advance will elevate the one-thousand-year-old peach into a three-thousand-year-old one for offering, winning the second round grants a three-thousand-year-old peach, losing the second round means forfeiting even the thousand-year-old peach.”
“If opting out, they may keep the one-thousand-year-old peach and conclude the Chulong Victory Conference.”
“The same applies each round, winners may choose to continue challenging, increasing peach years accordingly.”
“The final victor shall claim a Nine Thousand-year-old Peach.”
“Every Chulong match is randomly paired.”
The purple-robed eunuch announced loudly.
With those words descending, many Chulongs indulging in culinary delights suddenly couldn’t stomach anymore, minds racing over the rules.
The enticing rules…
A test of whether Chulongs know to advance or retreat, a test of restraint!
Xi Xi’s mouth was stuffed full, her eyes wide.
She continued her feast head-down; her goal was the Nine Thousand-year-old Peach!
Emperor Xi Xi was determined to charge forward!
No need to think too much!
Li Che set down his chopsticks, with Zhang Ya stopping her savoring beside him.
“First round, sixty Chulongs, competing for thirty spots; second round, thirty Chulongs competing for fifteen spots; third round, fifteen Chulongs competing for eight spots, with one randomly advancing; fourth round, eight Chulongs competing for four spots; fifth round, four Chulongs, competing for two spots…”
“The sixth round, the last two Chulongs… compete for the title of Chulong Victory Conference Champion and the Nine Thousand-year-old Peach!”
