sjar Chapter 1702 The Fairy's Beauty is Captivating
Chapter 1702 The Fairy's Beauty is Captivating
"Gentlemen," Mingchuan raised his glass and stood up. The glass contained a crystal-clear Starshine Brew with a shimmering starlight effect.
"Today marks the founding of our Wanchuan Sect. We are deeply grateful to all of you fellow Daoists for your presence from afar. This cup is offered to Heaven and Earth, to the Great Dao, and to each and every one of you here! May our path as cultivators be prosperous, may the Spirit Realm be at peace, and may our friendship endure forever!"
"Respect the Master of Mingchuan!"
"Respect the Wanchuan Sect!"
"Dry!"
A chorus of agreement rang out in the hall, and everyone raised their glasses, creating a lively atmosphere.
After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, the atmosphere at the banquet became increasingly harmonious.
Guests began to move around freely, toasting each other and chatting.
The unique Void Sect of Wanchuan, the mysterious and powerful "Myriad Transformations Return to One Technique," and the strength and skill displayed by Sect Master Mingchuan today have all become hot topics.
Representatives from many small and medium-sized sects, emboldened by the alcohol, came to Mingchuan to offer him a toast, their words often implying a desire to befriend him or even attach themselves to him.
Mingchuan welcomed all who came, and handled them with propriety. He was neither overly enthusiastic and making promises, nor cold and distant. He struck a perfect balance, making people feel like they were bathed in a spring breeze, yet not daring to underestimate him.
However, something happened that he hadn't expected.
Logically speaking, after the Qingcheng Yufa Sect members left, no one at the seats would dare to provoke them anymore.
However, Leng Xi, Dong Chuyan, and Ran Qianqian's appearances were so striking, they were as beautiful as celestial beings, and each had their own unique personality, which made some people with ulterior motives unable to stop glancing at the three of them.
The banquet was in full swing, and the atmosphere was lively.
Mingchuan moved among the guests with ease, chatting and laughing, but his gaze would occasionally and subtly sweep over Leng Xi and her group's table. Seeing that they were focused on taking care of their child and talking quietly with Jin Man, paying no attention to anything else, he felt somewhat relieved.
However, just as he vaguely worried, some people's attention was not entirely focused on fine wine and food or important sect matters.
At a table near the palace gate, several young disciples from a medium-sized sect, whose cultivation was mediocre but who considered themselves charming, began to look around after a few cups of Starlight Brew. Their eyes eventually settled on three women with distinct temperaments but equally stunning beauty not far away.
"Tsk tsk, I've long heard that the Wan Chuan Sect is quite powerful, but I didn't expect even the female disciples... oh no, judging from their demeanor, they're probably close to the elders or the sect leader, right? They're so outstanding..."
A disciple with a slightly flushed face and a frivolous look in his eyes whispered to his companion.
"Not just outstanding, they're absolutely stunning! Look at that one in red, so hot! And that one in white, so aloof, with a unique charm... And that one in pale yellow, so gentle and delicate, so pitiful... This Sect Master Mingchuan is truly blessed!"
Another disciple clicked his tongue, his words already carrying a hint of lewd speculation.
Although their voices were low, they could not be completely concealed in the hall, which was filled with spiritual energy and where cultivators had sharp ears and eyes.
At least, Ah Xiong and Ji Zhou's table wasn't far apart, and both of them were quite skilled in cultivation and had exceptionally keen hearing.
Ah Xiong's smile vanished instantly, his brows furrowed, and he slammed the wine glass in his hand heavily onto the jade table with a "thud".
Jizhou slowly put down his chopsticks, his eyes becoming sharp as a hawk's as he coldly glanced at the people at that table.
Leng Xi, Ran Qianqian, and Dong Chuyan naturally heard it as well.
Leng Xi's eyes turned cold, and the temperature around her seemed to drop a few degrees.
Dong Chuyan frowned and glanced worriedly in Mingchuan's direction.
Ran Qianqian was even more direct. She glared at the table and was about to slam her hand on it when Jin Man gently pressed her hand down with a fan.
Jin Man's smile remained unchanged, but her voice carried a hint of coldness: "Why bother getting your hands dirty with a few buzzing flies? Today is a joyous occasion."
At this moment, one of the disciples at the table, who seemed to be the leader and was the boldest, perhaps a little tipsy, and seeing Mingchuan talking to someone in the distance, swayed as he stood up, picked up his wine cup, and deliberately raised his voice, speaking towards Mingchuan while his eyes were actually glancing at Leng Xi and the other two women, feigning flattery:
"Sect Master Mingchuan! I am truly impressed to witness the grandeur of your sect today! Not only is your cultivation extraordinary, Sect Master, but even the fairies beside you... uh, are all exceptionally beautiful and captivating!"
"I raise a toast to you, and... and also to the fairies!"
These words sound like a compliment, but anyone could hear the flippancy in his tone and shifty eyes!
The noise inside the hall suddenly fell silent.
Many guests frowned and looked at the seemingly oblivious person.
Ye Chuhan also stopped playing with Ah Xiong, and her face darkened.
Mingchuan's smile faded, and he slowly turned around, looking calmly at the disciple who had offered the toast.
The gaze wasn't fierce, but it was as deep as a cold pool, instantly sobering the disciple up by half, and his hand holding the cup stiffened slightly.
"Thank you for the compliment."
Mingchuan's voice was devoid of emotion, yet carried an invisible pressure. "However, the demeanor and bearing of my Wanchuan Sect members, whether elders or disciples, depend on their own cultivation and character, not on what others judge. Since you have come to offer your congratulations, you should instead focus on appreciating the fine wines, delicacies, and wondrous scenery of our sect."
These words, though polite, carried a clear warning and an unquestionable implication.
The disciple's face flushed red and then turned pale. He stood there awkwardly, unsure whether to drink or not.
His fellow disciples quickly pulled him down to sit and scolded him in low voices.
Seeing this, Mingchuan did not want to escalate the situation at this time and disrupt the celebration.
He shook his head slightly at Ah Xiong and Ji Zhou, signaling them to calm down.
Ah Xiong snorted angrily, while Ji Zhou withdrew his gaze, but his aura remained cold.
Seeing that Mingchuan handled the situation appropriately, Leng Xi and the other two women, though still displeased, temporarily suppressed their displeasure.
Ran Qianqian was so angry that she took a big gulp of wine and muttered, "What kind of person is that! How dare they look at me like that!"
The minor incident seemed to have been contained, and the banquet continued.
However, the disciple who had been publicly humiliated felt increasingly resentful, thinking that Mingchuan had made a mountain out of a molehill and made him lose face in front of everyone.
A mixture of alcohol and resentment fueled his wickedness.
After a while, Ran Qianqian felt a bit stuffy in the hall, and disgusted by the look she had just received, so she got up and said to Leng Xi and Dong Chuyan, "I'm going out for some fresh air. You two keep an eye on the children."
After speaking, without waiting for a response, she swayed gracefully and walked towards the covered bridge outside the palace.
She was already beautiful, but now, with her eyes darting about and her face flushed with a rosy hue due to her slight anger, she was even more radiant.
The frivolous disciple who had been secretly watching her saw her leave her seat alone. A wicked glint flashed in his eyes. He excused himself to relieve himself and quietly left his seat as well, following her away.
The covered bridge connects the Star Palace to another side hall, suspended in mid-air, with starlight flowing on both sides, creating a beautiful scene.
Ran Qianqian stood by the railing, the night breeze blowing through her hair and clothes, which calmed her anger slightly.
Just then, she heard footsteps behind her, and a voice reeking of alcohol, feigning gentleness:
"Isn't it lonely for a fairy to be enjoying the scenery here all by herself? I misspoke during the banquet earlier and offended you, so I've come to apologize..."
Ran Qianqian turned around and saw that it was that disgusting guy!