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Chapter 6
🕑 Added 2025-10-03 15:50:45 +0000 UTCChapter 6
Night. At the summit of the Immortal Palace within the Mysterious Immortal Domain, it was brilliantly illuminated. Servants shuttled through the corridors of the pavilions and halls. The magnificent complex presented a scene of bustling prosperity, clearly indicating the arrival of distinguished guests.
Inside the great central hall of the Immortal Palace, a spacious and luxurious dining room was set with four large, round tables. All the key figures of the Immortal Palace were in attendance.
"Where are Shu'er and Mother? Why aren't they here yet?"
Wei Yufeng asked impatiently to those beside him. He was a man of striking appearance, tall and imposing, with a head of dazzling red hair inherited from his father. His bearing was extraordinary, and he carried the air of a young hero.
"Brother, don't be so anxious. Shu'er had a fright on her trip out this time. I heard A-Jiao and A-Mei were tragically killed. It's only natural for a young lady to be a bit unable to accept such a grievance. The Holy Empress is probably still comforting her."
The short young man sitting beside him said. This was Wei Yuming, Wei Yufeng's younger cousin, the son of Wei Wuxin, Wei Wuyuan's younger brother. Compared to his cousin, he was shorter, with a face that resembled a little monkey's, often earning him the teasing of his peers. However, the cousins had grown up together and shared a deep bond.
They were seated at a side table. At the main table, the Divine Emperor Wei Wuyuan, along with high-ranking officials like Wei Wuxin, Xiao Guang, and Liu Ji, were all present.
Seated below him were two men, one old and one young. The elder had a square, dignified face, his hair and beard already streaked with white. However, his robust physique and bulging temples revealed that his cultivation had reached a state of perfection. Beside him sat a handsome, strapping young man. He had delicate, clear features and a tall, powerfully built frame with well-defined muscles. His presence seemed comparable to Wei Yufeng's, and his stature was perhaps even more imposing.
"Chief Dong, for you to grace our Immortal Palace with your presence today, I have failed to welcome you properly. I am truly ashamed."
Wei Wuyuan rose to his feet, offering a toast to the square-faced elder. The elder also stood and drank with him, declaring in a loud voice, "Your Divine Majesty, the martial world is in turmoil now, with the demonic sect's scum beginning to stir. How could my Heavenly Strategy Mansion sit idly by during the battle at Qiyan Palace? I have already dispatched dozens of elite fighters, who will arrive at Qiyan Palace in the coming days. We vow to fight the demonic sect to the very end!"
Wei Wuyuan nodded slightly and said in a clear voice, "With the aid of the Heavenly Strategy Mansion, it is truly like adding wings to a tiger. I am certain this battle will be a swift and certain success!"
Dong Yuanhong put on a fawning expression, laughing loudly as he downed his cup. Everyone raised their glasses together, and the atmosphere grew lively.
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