178: Chapter 178 A feast for the eyes, this is true elegance!

Ye Lanxi rolled her eyes at her silly daughter.

This girl had been like this since she was young; she was missing a screw in her head and couldn't distinguish what was important.

Her mother had been tied up like that, yet instead of feeling heartbroken, her first reaction was actually to clap and cheer?

Ye Qingxian didn't notice her mother's glare at all; her big eyes were filled with stars and Lu Chen.

"Revered Master is mighty! Revered Master is invincible!"

Ye Lanxi took a deep breath, suppressing the lingering shame, anger, and unwillingness in her chest all at once.

Then, she turned her head.

Her phoenix eyes locked onto Lu Chen, who stood with his hands behind his back.

Lu Chen felt a tightening in his lower body from that look.

But the demeanor of a Great Emperor Peak must be steady.

Ye Lanxi spoke.

"You are qualified to be my daughter's Revered Master."

"I am very reassured to entrust Qingxian to you."

The Elders of the Ye Family were all shocked.

The Family Head conceded? That Ye Lanxi, who had the word "unyielding" carved into her bones, had conceded?

Ye Lanxi didn't look at any of the Elders; her phoenix eyes remained fixed on Lu Chen. Her gaze slid down from his face and paused on his chest for a heartbeat.

Earlier in the illusion array, when she had thrown herself into his arms, the sensation of chest against chest still lingered on her skin.

A chest that was hard, scorching hot, and carried the majestic Qi and blood unique to a Great Emperor.

When her legs had clamped around his head, he hadn't used his Spiritual Qi to hurt her.

When she was stripping off her clothes, he had shouted "Don't take them off," and when she leaned her mouth in, he had desperately turned his head to dodge.

In the end, he even helped her put her clothes back on.

Although the waist sash was tied crookedly and the buckle was misaligned, it was indeed put on.

Ye Lanxi's throat bobbed slightly.

A Great Emperor Peak, when faced with a woman whose clothes were torn to shreds, who was actively throwing herself into his arms and was not in her right mind, had not taken advantage of the situation.

It wasn't that he couldn't, but that he chose not to.

This Heart-Nature moved Ye Lanxi even more than his Great Emperor cultivation itself.

Her phoenix eyes were full of satisfaction, and her red lips curled into a beautiful, graceful arc.

"Not only is he fierce in a fight."

"His character is also very upright."

Lu Chen rolled his eyes in his heart.

Upright? Upright my foot; he was just afraid of trouble.

If he had really gone through with that situation, how could he continue to be a Revered Master after coming out and facing Ye Qingxian's big, watery eyes?

Furthermore, with a Great Success Ancient Sacred Body in that state, wouldn't it require a battle for ninety-nine days and ninety-nine nights!

He was truly afraid he wouldn't be able to hold out; it wasn't that his Dao Heart was firm, but that his body would surrender first.

But he couldn't say these things even if it killed him.

Lu Chen nodded slightly, his tone light and breezy.

"Family Head Ye is too polite. Taking Qingxian as a disciple is fate, and I, Lu, will certainly not betray the trust."

A Great Emperor's air of superiority must be maintained.

Ye Lanxi looked at his inscrutable appearance, and the smile in her phoenix eyes deepened by a fraction.

She found that the more this man put on an act, the better he looked.

Beneath the seven peaks of the Ye Family, after a brief silence, a thunderous roar erupted.

"Respectfully welcoming Emperor Yun!"

Third Ancestor Ye Wuji moved first.

This Old Ancestor with white hair and a youthful face flashed, appeared beside Lu Chen, and smiled with his hands cupped.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, you have traveled from afar. Lanxi was ignorant and made you laugh. I have already ordered the highest-standard banquet of the Ye Family to be prepared; please, Fellow Daoist, move to the venue."

Fifth Ancestor Su Yaoxian followed closely behind and bowed.

The two Great Emperor Old Ancestors, one on the left and one on the right, personally led the way.

Lu Chen felt secretly pleased.

This was more like it; he was a Great Emperor Peak, the only supreme Great Emperor walking in this world. Shouldn't he be treated like a lord wherever he went?

At Yunxiao Holy Land, that old geezer Senior Brother Mo Wentian bothered him with trivial matters every day; at Yaochi, he was pestered by Yuan Miaoyu; at the Jiang Family, he was drugged.

Although this Ye Family had produced a battle maniac, at least their attitude was now on point.

Ye Qingxian hopped off the Flying Boat, dashed to Lu Chen's side in two steps, grabbed the corner of his robe with one hand, and chattered non-stop.

"Revered Master, you are so handsome! When you flicked my mother away with that one finger just now, I was stunned!"

"And that Nanming Li Fire!"

"Oh, right, Revered Master, do you think my mother's Desolate Ancient Sacred Body is powerful? Actually, I also have the Ancient Desolate Bloodline, but it hasn't awakened yet. Revered Master, can you help me activate it in the future?"

Lu Chen reached out and pressed down on her head.

"Shut up and watch where you're walking."

Ye Qingxian stuck out her tongue.

She didn't notice that three zhang behind her, her mother, Ye Lanxi, was following slowly.

Ye Lanxi's cloak was lifted by the mountain breeze, revealing the repaired purple battle robe underneath.

The way the waist sash was tied was a man's method, and the buckle was off by half an inch; she hadn't corrected these traces.

Her phoenix eyes landed on Lu Chen's back.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs; his Black Robe billowed slightly in the wind, and his long hair, tied with a wooden hairpin, swayed twice on his shoulders.

In Ye Lanxi's mind, the scene from the illusion array flashed again.

The strength of that arm when she was held around the waist by him.

Neither too light nor too heavy; it was just right.

When she struggled, he didn't let go.

When she stopped struggling, he still didn't let go.

Ye Lanxi's cheeks burned slightly; she turned her head and glanced at the sea of clouds in the distance, pretending to look at the scenery.

Ye Qingluan followed half a step behind Ye Lanxi, her phoenix eyes darting back and forth between her sworn sister and the Revered Master in front, saying nothing.

Above the highest point of the Ye Family's seven peaks, a spirit island with a circumference of thirty li floated in the ten-thousand-zhang Void Realm.

The spirit island was surrounded by waterfall-like spirit liquid, and silvery-white spirit liquid poured down from the edge of the island, disappearing into the sea of clouds.

The welcoming banquet was set on an open-air jade platform in the center of the island.

The jade platform was carved from a single piece of extraterrestrial meteorite jade, and its surface was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the stars and flowing clouds in the sky.

A long table was set for twelve zhang, and nectar and jade liquid flowed from the spirit spring, slowly running along the grooves at the edge of the jade platform.

The table was filled with spirit fruits.

Ten-thousand-year Red Marrow Ginseng Fruit, Primordial Snow Spirit Lotus Seeds, and eight-thousand-year-old Purple Gold Dragon Saliva Fruit; each one exuded rich Spiritual Qi.

There was also roasted meat.

Ribs of the Primordial-remnant Green Mane Ox, slow-roasted with Heavenly Fire for three days and three nights; the skin was golden and crispy, the fat sizzled as it dripped onto the spirit charcoal, and the aroma of the meat drifted for a hundred miles.

Lu Chen was invited to the main guest seat in the very center.

The back of the chair was extremely high, the armrests were carved with coiling Dragons, and the cushion was woven from thousand-year ice silkworm silk, warm in winter and cool in summer.

Lu Chen leaned back against the chair, stretched his legs forward, grabbed a pot of nectar from the table with his right hand, poured himself a cup, and downed it in one gulp.

Comfortable.

This was the treatment a Great Emperor Peak should enjoy.

Third Ancestor Ye Wuji sat in the second seat on his left, and Fifth Ancestor Su Yaoxian sat in the third seat on his left.

Ye Lanxi sat in the second seat on his right, with Ye Qingxian in between.

Ye Qingxian sat in the first seat on Lu Chen's right, holding a plate of spirit fruits, and pushed it in front of Lu Chen.

"Revered Master, eat this! Ten-thousand-year Red Marrow Ginseng Fruit; eating it replenishes Origin Qi!"

Lu Chen glanced at it.

Good stuff; he really needed to replenish.

He picked one up and took a bite. The moment the fruit pulp went down his throat, a gentle Spiritual Qi spread through his Meridians, and his depleted Origin slightly warmed up.

Ye Lanxi held her wine glass, her gaze passing over her daughter's head and landing on the side of Lu Chen's face as he bit into the fruit.

When he bit down, his jawline tightened, and his throat bobbed once.

Ye Lanxi rubbed her fingers against the side of the glass twice and downed the wine in her cup in one gulp.

The moment the wine entered her throat, a spicy, burning sensation shot from her esophagus into her stomach, but it couldn't suppress the other kind of heat rising from her lower abdomen.

She put down the wine glass, her phoenix eyes drooping slightly.

Fantasizing about the moment his fingertips touched the skin near her collarbone when he was dressing her; he had stiffened for half a heartbeat.

He wasn't indifferent.

He just held back.

Ye Lanxi's red lips curved, and she picked up the empty glass to pour another.

The banquet was halfway through.

Melodious immortal music drifted from the spirit jade sound pillars around the jade platform.

The sound of the zither was clear and resonant, the flute was long and lingering, and the aftertones of the chime bells sent ripples of Spiritual Qi spreading out in the Void Realm.

Ye Cangsong stood up, walked to Lu Chen, and bowed.

"Emperor Yun's arrival is a great honor. The Ye Family has specially prepared a humble performance to express our respect."

As the words fell, spirit light flowed on the open ground in front of the jade platform.

Twelve figures walked slowly out of the spirit light.

Fairies of the Ye Family's direct lineage.

Twelve female cultivators, all in white gauze dresses, with purple ribbons tied around their waists, long hair loose behind them, and bare feet stepping on the jade platform.

Every step they took, the spirit bells on their ankles emitted a crisp tinkling sound.

The lead Fairy was named Ye Wanqing; she was beautiful, with the heroic spirit unique to Ye Family women between her brows.

Her gauze dress was extremely thin, and the spirit light shone through the fabric, outlining the lines from her waist to her legs, making them appear faintly visible.

The rhythm of the immortal music gradually picked up.

The twelve Fairies spun around simultaneously; their white gauze dresses flared out as they spun, their hems flying, revealing twelve pairs of slender, fair legs that intertwined, separated, and wove together in the spirit light.

The purple ribbons danced with the wind, drawing graceful arcs in the Void Realm, and Spiritual Qi spilled from the ends of the ribbons, turning into specks of purple starlight that drifted over the entire jade platform.

Lu Chen held his wine glass, his eyes half-closed, his gaze sweeping over the dance formation nonchalantly.

Hmm, pleasing to the eye; this is true elegance!

Lu Chen couldn't help but compose a poem:

"Oh, the sea! You are all water!"

"Oh, the steed! You have four legs!"

"Oh, Fairy! You have a mouth on top, and a mouth on the bottom!"

Happy, he glanced at his right side out of the corner of his eye.

Ye Qingxian was mesmerized, her hands supporting her chin, her mouth slightly agape.

Further to the right, Ye Lanxi was not watching the dance.

Her phoenix eyes were fixed on the side of Lu Chen's face, her fingers resting on the edge of the wine glass, tapping against the glass wall rhythmically.

The moment their eyes met, Ye Lanxi did not look away.

Her red lips parted slightly, silently spitting out four words.

Lu Chen read the lip-reading.

"Let's fight again."