The 293rd Uninvited Guest
At the summit of this mountain lies a vast flat area spanning dozens of miles, where a magnificent palace complex has been built.
There are countless pavilions and towers, each one exceptionally beautiful and exquisite, crafted from precious woods or rare jade.
The entire mountaintop was protected by some kind of large-scale barrier.
Outside the forbidden area, the wind howled and the world was a frozen wasteland.
Inside the forbidden area, however, it was spring-like all year round, with countless exotic flowers and spiritual trees. Among these palaces and pavilions, there were some beautiful women with graceful figures, dressed in colorful palace dresses, playing and frolicking, their silvery laughter ringing out from time to time, which was mesmerizing.
This is the Demon Mountain, which is known to very few people in the cultivation world of the Great Jin Dynasty, and the buildings on the mountain also have a name that will surprise people.
The Demon Palace.
The master of the Demon Palace is one of the few remaining Nascent Soul cultivators in the Great Jin Dynasty.
It is also the place of seclusion for Hu Qinglei, the Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
This great demonic cultivator, who once dominated the entire Great Jin Dynasty more than a thousand years ago and personally led the Heavenly Demon Sect to become one of the most powerful demonic sects, is now hosting a grand banquet for a group of distinguished guests in the largest hall of the Demon Palace.
This group of distinguished guests was not large, only eight or nine people, but they sat cross-legged on both sides.
In the center of the main hall, dozens of graceful and charming women in palace attire danced with captivating eyes.
The entire hall was filled with the vibrant colors of spring!
On the main seat in the main hall, an elderly man with a sickly face and a wooden crown leaned back in his chair, his eyes slightly closed, looking content and at ease.
The guests seated on both sides of the main hall, both men and women, all wore smiles and exuded an air of refinement.
“Senior, the quality of your maids this time seems to be better than the last time I saw them. It’s clear that Fellow Daoist Yu has put a lot of effort into this matter.” A scholar in blue robes sitting on the left suddenly spoke with a smile.
"Hehe, I have no other hobbies in my life except when it comes to women."
If one day I can understand this point, perhaps that will be the time for another breakthrough in my cultivation.
"If my junior disciples are truly sincere, I hope they will focus their efforts on cultivation, and that one of them can also advance to the Nascent Soul realm. That way, if I were to pass away someday, the Heavenly Demon Sect wouldn't be bullied."
The old man with the wooden crown coughed lightly and then spoke calmly.
"Senior Hu, what are you saying? The cultivation levels of the fellow Daoists of the Heavenly Demon Sect are only one step away from the Nascent Soul stage, and breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage is only a matter of time. And with the current prestige of the Heavenly Demon Sect, which sect in the human realm would dare to bully us?"
The scholar in blue robes said with a fawning smile.
"Really? But I heard that the Yinluo Sect is going to be removed from the list of the Ten Demonic Sects recently."
"Back then, this sect held the title of the number one sect in the demonic path for thousands of years, and its prestige was in no way inferior to our sect today. Yet it has fallen to this state. Even if it can preserve its lineage now, it has already been reduced to a second-rate sect." The old man with the wooden crown sneered.
The scholar in blue robes and the other cultivators exchanged bewildered glances, unsure of the Demon Palace Master's intentions. For a moment, no one dared to speak up.
"I heard that this time, not only were seven or eight Nascent Soul level elders of the Yinluo Sect inexplicably killed, but even Fellow Daoist Fang of the Yinluo Sect was not spared and also perished. The Yinluo Sect doesn't even have a clue who did it."
This is rather strange. Could it be that the Yinluo Sect has offended some Nascent Soul senior?
A man in a brocade robe suddenly changed the subject subtly and asked carefully.
"Hehe, I'm afraid most of you fellow Daoists have come here this time because of the Yinluo Sect. You can rest assured that although we don't know who was behind it, it was definitely not the work of those old guys from my Great Jin."
Otherwise, I wouldn't be completely unaware. It was probably some old monster from outside the Great Jin Dynasty who did it on a whim. However, if that person makes a move again, none of us will stand idly by.
Hu Qinglei's slightly closed eyes flashed with a sharp light, and then he vanished without a trace.
Upon hearing the old man's words, the other cultivators present all breathed a sigh of relief. They immediately and tactfully stopped mentioning the matter and instead began to recount some strange and unusual stories from the cultivation world.
"By the way, Senior Hu. It's been two hundred years since you last took a concubine. This time, you suddenly opened the gates of the Demon Palace again. I wonder which female cultivator has caught your eye."
A woman in her thirties, dressed in a green robe, suddenly chuckled lightly; she was quite attractive.
Seeing the woman ask this question, the other cultivators also showed interest.
After all, although this Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect enjoys women, there are very few female cultivators in this Demon Palace who actually have the status of concubines.
"Taking another concubine is something I myself did not expect. However, these three women are all exceptionally talented, and their appearance and cultivation are extraordinary."
One of the women, in particular, surpasses the other two. The old man's decision to take a concubine is largely due to this woman.
When Hu Qinglei heard someone mention the three concubines he was going to take, a smile appeared on his face, as if he was very satisfied with the three women.
"Hehe, since Senior Hu speaks so highly of you, may we meet you before the ceremony?"
Upon hearing this, a fierce-looking, disheveled monk couldn't help but ask.
The others were also intrigued, eager to see just how beautiful the three female cultivators were that they could have captured the heart of this seasoned master of the Demon Palace.
"We cultivators are naturally free from the many taboos of the mortal world. If you fellow cultivators wish to meet me first, that is certainly possible. I will have someone serve you a few cups of wine."
The old man with the wooden crown smiled slightly and readily agreed.
Upon hearing this, the monk's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly shook his hands, saying he dared not.
But Hu Qinglei waved his hand, and a young girl in palace attire behind him immediately bowed and stepped forward: "Go, invite the three fairies out." Hu Qinglei ordered.
"Yes, this servant will go right away." The girl in palace attire replied respectfully, but before she could finish speaking, a red light suddenly flew in from outside the hall and arrived in front of the old man with the wooden crown in a flash. It turned out to be a sound transmission talisman.
A strange light flashed in Hu Qinglei's eyes. He grabbed at the air with one hand, and the flames instantly entered his palm, turning into a raging fire.
"Oh, so it's Old Monster Feng and Old Ghost Xiang who have arrived. They even brought me a distinguished guest."