Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor
chapter-1264

"Does such a thing exist?" someone murmured.

"Maybe? He wouldn't be stupid to bring something fake to this celebration, right?"

"Who knows? These people will do anything to gain Lady Xun's favor," another person sneered.

"You're wrong," said a third person.

"Do you know something?"

"Acquired Perfect Tear does exist, and only those who have made some progress in studying Immortal Perfection can condense it. However, it takes so much time and effort that it's not worth it."

"So, this guy is an expert?"

"Not necessarily. He might have just found it somewhere."

"Perfect Tear— the rumors are Lady Xun is a reincarnation of such a thing. Doesn't that mean his gift is literally the perfect one?"

Once someone said that, the room instantly became quiet. Then, jealousy poured in; it was so intense that it almost condensed into a visible form. Everyone wished they had thought of such a gift or capable of making/acquiring it.

Second Floor:

"What a thoughtful gift," Wu Hong commented.

"Isn't it?" Wang Wei replied as he sipped his wine. He had to use his Perfect Aura and some of his blood to condense that thing. And even then, if not for the fact he had intimate knowledge of the tear's composition and effect, he might not have succeeded.

"Is it me, or do I hear the sound of jealousy?" Wang Wei chuckled.

"You wish."

"Don't worry. When I bring you gifts, they will be more personal and thoughtful." Wu Hong resisted the urge to roll her eyes and continued drinking.

The celebration continued despite many people who had decided they would remember Wang Wei, especially if his gift had any positive effect on Lady Xun. According to these people's thinking, since Wei Tian is the young master's peer, he should only be a Great Emperor. So, many people thought of secretly educating them, some even planning on how to assassinate him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for honoring the lady with your presence," the announcer stated, her beautiful voice calm and steady. "However, the banquet is limited, so not everyone can participate. So, for those without an invitation, we've designated an area outside the palace for your stay. There will be visual formations to display what is happening inside."

As soon as she said these words, a cacophony of voices thanked her and the palace for her generosity. The number of people without an invitation was at least a hundred times larger than the rest, and these people knew it was shameful for them to show up uninvited. So, they respected that the Heavenly Beauty Palace treated them so kindly despite their social indiscretion.

The announcer calmly accepted these people's respect before continuing: "Now that everything is settled let the celebration begin. Ladies and gentlemen, respected Immortals, Emperors, and Empyreans, please welcome the Palace Master."

Everyone on the first floor stood up. This banquet hall floor was large, with countless people sitting at their small personal tables. The room was shaped like a rectangle, with a stadium on the west side. An intoxicating smell suddenly enveloped the palace, followed by multicolored flowers and beautiful tiny fairies dancing around.

A woman walked onto the podium. She wore a slightly modified formal white and yellow dress that trailed more than three meters behind her as she walked. She wore a light gold phoenix hairpiece to hold her hair. Meanwhile, the upper part of her robe was elegant and noble, but once it reached the lower part, it was more open as each stride showed her long white leg with skin so smooth that a baby would be jealous.

As she walked into the room, so many people instinctively stopped breathing. It was as if they feared their shallow breath would affect the natural rhythm that her body naturally emitted. The light in the room dimmed everywhere except where she stood, which was not something she did but a natural effect of her heavy-defying beauty.

Sounds of the Dao naturally accompanied Xun Junyao, and even the ground of the podium she walked on suddenly became more lively as if it was a blessing for her to walk upon it. Everyone on the first floor looked at her in a daze, all with a look of desire, longing, and pure joy. In fact, the joy these people were experiencing was so intense that it affected their very soul. If any of them could control themselves and immediately enter seclusion, they would realize that many of their past bottlenecks had exponentially reduced, and their cultivation speed had a blessing of 20%.

On the second floor, Wang Wei was stunned after laying eyes on Xun Junyao.

"What do you see?" Wu Hong suddenly said.

"I see you, but more perfect," Wang Wei answered in a trance-like state. He finally understood why so many people were infatuated with her. No matter who looked at her, they would see an optimized version of whatever they think is the most beautiful person.

In other words, for people with Dao Companions who believe their partner is the most beautiful woman in the world, that's who they will see with some improvement. However, if that is not the case, they will see whatever their idealized version of beauty is but with a touch of improvement/imperfection. In simpler terms, Xun Junyao's perfect beauty meant she had a filter on her face at all times.

"Wait," Wang Wei suddenly said as he turned to look at Wu Hong. "Did you just use a spiritual hint on me?"

"I wanted you to tell the truth."

Wang Wei squinted his eyes, snorted coldly, and turned around to continue looking at Xun Junyao. He took a sip of his drink, but that thing was no longer as delicious.

Xun Junyao glanced at Wang Wei's booth from the corner of her eyes. She could tell the one she wanted to meet was there. She also realized that he was the one her disciple invited, which was an unexpected coincidence, and explained many things about his weird behavior.

'No, not a coincidence — it's fate,' Xun Junyao thought. She smiled, instantly brightening the room. "I sincerely thank all of you for giving me the honor of attending my celebration." She cupped her hand and saluted everyone. Her pleasant voice echoed in the room.

"The honor is ours," replied the first-floor attendees, their voices in perfect harmony. However, one of the Empyreans on the second floor suddenly said:

"Laxy Xun Junyao, I wish you eternal beauty, everlasting success, and boundless merit in your cultivation journey."

The other people cursed that they reacted so slowly. So, everyone said in unison:

"Lady Xun Junyao, we wish you eternal beauty, everlasting…"

"Thank you," Xun Junyao said with a sincere smile before motioning for everyone to sit down as she did so. "I only have two hobbies: enjoying good food and appreciating the art, and that's exactly what we're going to do for the first part of this banquet," She pointed to a small designated area before her stadium.

"If anyone wishes to show their talent, now is the time." One person from the first floor was swift, and before she even finished her words, he was already on the talent podium.

"Laxy Xun, I am Empyrean Heartfelt Song. I have spent 30,000 Yuan Epochs writing this song for you."

"I've heard about you," Xun Junyao nodded. This man was slightly famous because he was an ordinary Nightingale Demon with a low bloodline that slowly crawled to his current level. He was also a renowned musician with outstanding achievements in Sound Dao.

Heartfelt Song felt great joy by these words, but he quickly controlled himself. He closed his eyes briefly to enter the best state before singing.

Second Floor:

"I can tell you're upset," Wu Hong said.

Wang Wei did not say anything. A snack appeared on his table: they were fruits that resembled grapes, except they were red, blue, and purple. He sensed the power of the sun, moon, and stars in these grapes, so he tried them. They were delicious and beneficial to the soul, but he was not in the mood, so he stopped after tasting the three flavors.

"The silent treatment, really? Isn't that a little immature?" Wu Hong continued.

Wang Wei summoned a gourd to drink his own wine; he also chose a strong one that could give him the buzz feeling of getting drunk. Wu Hong sighed. She knew he would be upset. After all, influencing someone who hates being controlled and pursues absolute freedom is genuinely terrible.

"I knew you might react this way, so I brought this for you."

A small opened box appeared in her hand with a red pill with Dao Patterns in the form of a dragon. Wang Wei glanced at it and recognized it: a Primordial Essence Blessing Pill. After eating it, he can instantly rise three levels in the Adult Fiendgod Realm as long as he takes it before the Sixth Heaven.

In other words, after entering the Third Heaven and eating this pill, Wang Wei can immediately reach the Seven Heaven. This thing is scarce because of the material and because it requires a Paragon Pill Refiner to make it, even though it's only usable by Empyreans.

He looked at the pill. He did not touch it but focused on her. "I haven't heard an apology yet."

"I'm sorry, truly," Wu Hong stated without hesitation. Wang Wei looked her in the eyes. He understood why she did it; she's not as trusting as her other selves, which is understandable. However, he was not happy with how he went about it.

"You should understand as you require certain decorum, understanding, and respect from me, I also require the same thing from you," Wang Wei stated."

"I do," Wu Hong nodded. "I promised I won't cross that line again."

"Fine, I can forgive you," Wang Wei said. "But I also want a kiss on the cheek."

"Don't push your luck."

Wang Wei raised his hand in submission. He had to try. He put the pill away with a smile on the corner of his mouth. He sipped his gourd but felt this thing was too heavy for the occasion, so he went back to drinking his Monkey Wine.