The Journey of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 1145 - 613: Renowned Everywhere

Only this man before her, from the first meeting till now, his eyes remain empty, without astonishment, without affection, not even disgust, looking at her as if she were a clay doll, devoid of preference, lacking even a trace of human emotion or desire.

Could it be that those with towering cultivation are all this indifferent, and the rumors of him having someone affectionate are just gossip?

Changtian routinely said a few words of toast, then raised his cup saying, "Cheers!" Yan Lingxue sat down afterward, lost in thought, not even noticing that the banquet had begun. Beside her, Ping’er grew anxious, gently shaking her several times before she awoke from her trance and hurriedly picked up her cup like everyone else, drinking it down, her true feelings known only to herself.

Now it’s already December, a little over twenty days to the New Year, the battles on the Southern Continent have mostly calmed. After all, regardless of the side, everyone wishes to celebrate the New Year joyfully, even the perennial warfare on the Northern Front has ceased for now; any fire reigniting will undoubtedly happen after the New Year.

The entire continent has sunk into a precious peaceful period.

Thus, the atmosphere of today’s feast was not oppressive. After a few discussions on war, various entertainment programs were presented. Changtian, despite his concerns, decided not to hinder others from seeking pleasure, deliberately restraining his aura, resulting in a slightly joyful and lively ambiance after the dance performance by the Butterfly Demon indeed encouraged merriment. After all, this Demon Sect produces various handsome men and beautiful women, with demons being naturally open-minded, and should there be mutual attraction, a fleeting romance might occur unexpectedly.

A delegate from an Immortal Sect, emboldened by wine, raised his glass to Changtian, grinning widely: "Lord Divine Monarch, may we one day have the honor of meeting the one in your heart...?"

Before he could finish speaking, his mouth was firmly covered by someone nearby.

Everyone was dying of curiosity about this matter, with countless versions of legends circulating even within the Southern Continent, yet it cannot be brazenly brought up in such a public occasion. Concerning the various rumors, the Shaking Heaven God himself never confirmed nor denied them, never stepping forth to clarify.

Changtian glanced at him.

That glance, filled with icy chill, instantly sobered the delegate, rendering him speechless.

At this moment, hidden Fragrance Floating in the hall, with Qiluo songs and dances, Changtian gazed at the dancing Banshee before him, already lost in deep thoughts beyond. In half a year, might she be able to stand before him once more?

After three rounds of drinks, guests can freely move around as per custom. The atmosphere on-site relaxed considerably, with many beginning to gather in small groups, whispering among themselves.

Yan Lingxue glanced at Changtian, seeing him supporting his chin with one hand, leaning leisurely in his chair, his demeanor and expression much more casual than when the banquet began. Finally, her heart moved again, and she gathered her courage, slowly making her way over.

Just as she reached two zhang from his table, Changtian slightly sat upright and looked over, the golden eyes clearly filled with questions.

Under the gaze of such eyes, Yan Lingxue’s heart started to race again. She bit her lip and softly said, "Lord Divine Monarch, Lingxue has come this time entrusted by my elder brother, bringing two hundred pounds of soul copper, which may ease the expenses for January and February of next year..."

Before she could finish speaking, Changtian’s expression changed, suddenly rising from the chair!

It was abrupt, greatly surprising Yan Lingxue, her heart brimming with secret delight: the soul copper she brought was unexpectedly valued to such an extent? Had she known, she would have presented it earlier.

Just as she thought this, Changtian solemnly stated, "Elder He, you will oversee things here. I will leave first." He, who usually remained unchanged even in catastrophe, now clearly displayed anxiety and restraint.

What could make the Divine Monarch so urgent, could it be? He Sect Leader was slightly taken aback too, promptly agreeing. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)