Chapter 493 - 8: Wreaking Havoc at the Birthday Banquet (Part 2)

At the head seat in the center of the pavilion sat a mature, beautiful woman in a simple gown. Upon hearing the announcement, she spoke in a gentle, melodious voice, "So, the esteemed disciple of Ascendant Red Bright has arrived."

With that, she invited Fang Cheng to take a seat.

This woman was clearly the guest of honor today, the Celestial Fragrance Demon Emperor.

Accompanied by Yi Ling, Fang Cheng stepped into the pavilion. All the guests turned to look at him. He scanned his surroundings impassively and saw that the pavilion was divided into four sections.

In the Taiyi Cave Heaven section, a group of beautiful female Demon Cultivators, each with a unique charm, sat around the woman in the simple gown like stars orbiting the moon.

To the left was a group from the Ancient Evil Race. They had varied appearances, all of them ferocious and menacing, and they were the smallest group in number.

To the right was a group of Human Race Cultivators. Among them were two Dharma Realm True Monarchs, who were staring at him in surprise.

Opposite the Taiyi Cave Heaven section sat another group from the Demon Race, the largest contingent of guests. They were likely from the other three great Demon Race Grotto Heavens.

Fang Cheng took out several dozen Immortal Fruits from Red Bright Immortal City, which he had obtained from Xi Yinglong’s storage pouch. He presented the fruit to wish her a long life, and after exchanging some pleasantries, he finally took a seat in the Human Race Cultivator section.

Naturally, he sat at the head of their section.

The commotion from the battle outside the Grotto Heaven had been quite significant, and all the guests here had sensed it. Moreover, the Celestial Fragrance Demon Emperor, being the host, had simply waved her hand to conjure a water mirror, allowing everyone to see the situation outside with perfect clarity.

Now, the guests in the pavilion looked at Fang Cheng with a variety of expressions.

Fang Cheng couldn’t be bothered with them. He directly picked up the Spirit Wine from the beautiful jade table before him and began to drink it down in large gulps.

"Good wine!"

The fine wine was cool and refreshing as it entered his mouth, spreading a pleasant chill through his body. His eyes immediately lit up, and he praised it aloud.

The Celestial Fragrance Demon Emperor’s beautiful eyes lingered on Fang Cheng for a moment. She smiled and said, "This wine is called Baihua Brew. I make it myself using the rare flowers and exotic fruits from my Grotto Heaven. However, it is quite potent. Drinking too much can easily intoxicate the soul. Perhaps the True Monarch should savor it slowly."

Fang Cheng just laughed, picked up the wine pot, and drank to his heart’s content. Seeing this, the Celestial Fragrance Demon Emperor shook her head slightly and didn’t press the matter further.

At this time, more guests continued to arrive to offer their birthday wishes. Many of them had been spectators during the earlier battle, and upon seeing Fang Cheng, their expressions filled with fear and apprehension.

Yuan Ju of the Nine Yin Royal Family was by no means weak; he was quite famous throughout the Mingxiao Domain. Who would have thought that he couldn’t even withstand three moves from "Xi Yinglong"?

Besides being intimidated by "Xi Yinglong’s" ferocious might, they were even more terrified of Ascendant Red Bright, the man behind him!

A contemporary Tribulation Realm Great Power was the pinnacle of combat strength in this world, a nearly invincible existence. Unless one was also at the Tribulation Realm, who would dare to provoke or offend such a figure?

The Nine Yin Royal Family had no Tier Five experts. This time, Yuan Ju’s death would likely be for nothing.

From the very beginning, Fang Cheng hadn’t bothered to exchange pleasantries with the Human Race Cultivators at his table. He focused only on the Baihua Brew. As soon as the Spirit Wine entered his stomach, a gentle yet lingering potency rushed into his sea of consciousness, making his soul feel a bit tipsy.

He had originally planned to feign drunkenness to avoid conversations with anyone who knew the real Xi Yinglong. Now that the alcohol had truly affected his soul, he instead cast aside his calculations.

In the blink of an eye, he had drunk all the pots of Baihua Brew on his table.

He raised his hand and pointed at Yi Ling, who was sitting below the Celestial Fragrance Demon Emperor’s seat. With a drunken expression, he said, "Little Yi, come over here and pour this Monarch some wine."

Hearing this, Yi Ling looked toward the Celestial Fragrance Demon Emperor.

The Demon Emperor’s delicate brows furrowed, her face showing displeasure. However, intimidated by the tyrannical power Fang Cheng had displayed outside the Grotto Heaven, she still gave a slight nod.

Yi Ling rose gracefully. She took the Baihua Brew from a maid and glided elegantly over to Fang Cheng. As she leaned over to pour the wine, her full bust and slender waist accentuated her voluptuous curves, a sight of breathtaking beauty.

After pouring the wine, she handed it to Fang Cheng, forcing a reserved and gentle smile onto her face.

"True Monarch, please."

Fang Cheng took the cup. Seeing Yi Ling start to turn away, he suddenly burst into laughter, reached out, and grabbed the beautiful Demon Cultivator’s slender wrist, forcefully pulling her into his lap.

Yi Ling struggled instinctively, but she was suppressed by a vast and powerful Spiritual Pressure. Her delicate body immediately went limp, her fragrant hips and jade-like back pressing against Fang Cheng’s chest.

Fang Cheng whispered softly next to her earlobe, "How could one cup possibly be enough for me?"

Yi Ling’s face flushed slightly. Seeing that all eyes in the pavilion were on her, even with her strong Dao Heart, she couldn’t help but feel flustered.

The demons of Taiyi Cave Heaven were all cultivated from plants and sprites that had gained spiritual awareness. Their nature was peaceful, tranquil, and they revered the natural world. Fang Cheng’s behavior left her at a complete loss.

Fang Cheng downed the fine wine in his cup in one go. Yi Ling picked up the wine pot and continued to pour for him.

"Yinglong True Monarch’s" debauched and utterly unrestrained behavior cast a strange atmosphere over the entire birthday banquet.

Just then, a friend of the Celestial Fragrance Demon Emperor, a Demon Emperor from one of the Demon Race’s four great Sacred Lands, Celestial Pool Cave Heaven, said coldly, "I never imagined that a disciple of a Human Race Tribulation Realm Great Power would be of such... quality."

The guests all turned toward the voice and saw that the speaker was an exceptionally beautiful woman.

The woman wore a cyan robe. Her black hair was coiled into a beautiful bun at the back of her head. She had a dignified yet cold and stunning temperament, and her jade-like face held a hint of anger.

Fang Cheng put down his wine cup, his expression unreadable. His gaze, however, roamed wantonly over the Female Demon Emperor, and the smile on his lips was slightly audacious.

’Well, Xi Yinglong has already taken the blame for a few things for me,’ he thought. ’One more won’t make a difference.’

That Female Demon Emperor was used to being high and mighty. When had she ever been subjected to such a lecherous gaze? Her beautiful face instantly turned cold. She formed a spell with her hands, a strange light flashing in her phoenix-like eyes as she stared at Fang Cheng.

In that instant, a five-clawed azure dragon burst into Fang Cheng’s sea of consciousness!

The azure dragon was graceful in form, with five complete claws and shimmering Dragon Scales all over its body. It lunged directly at Fang Cheng’s soul, opening its mouth to bite down on it.

Suddenly, waves of Sanskrit chanting echoed within Fang Cheng’s sea of consciousness.

A Golden Giant Buddha, as majestic as a mountain, abruptly appeared in front of the azure dragon. It pressed down with a great hand, seizing the dragon.

Fang Cheng’s entire sea of consciousness instantly transformed into a vast and solemn Buddha’s Pure Land, radiant with immeasurable Buddha Light.

The Buddha Light behind the giant Buddha condensed into countless halos, which slowly rotated.

The azure dragon struggled with all its might but was ultimately overwhelmed by the endless Buddha Light.

「In the Golden Pavilion.」

The Cyan Robe Demon Emperor’s delicate brows were knitted tightly, a trace of terror on her face.

Then, the crowd watched as "Xi Yinglong" made a grasping motion through the air toward the Cyan Robe Demon Emperor. The peerless beauty flew uncontrollably into the scoundrel’s arms. His large hands roamed wantonly over her legs, yet she dared not resist in the slightest.

Seeing this, many people guessed that in the silent clash of souls just now, it was the Cyan Robe Demon Emperor who had lost.

Not only had she lost, but she was now completely under his control.

"A Demon Emperor living so long in a Grotto Heaven must be awfully lonely. Why don’t you stay by this Monarch’s side? I can help relieve your womanly... urges..."

Before Fang Cheng could finish, he was cut off by an angry roar.

"Insolence!"

A chilling killing intent enveloped Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng, with a beautiful demoness in each arm, looked thoroughly debauched and unrestrained, causing the anger in the hearts of many from the Demon Race to surge.

The one who had roared was an imposing Demon Emperor, tall and powerfully built, clad in armor.

Everyone recognized him. It was Pei Juxian, the head of the nine Demon Emperors of the Demon Race’s Refining Ruins Cave Heaven.

His father, Pei Daozhi, was one of the few Tier Five Demon Saints in the world, his illustrious reputation no less than that of Ascendant Red Bright.

"Xi Yinglong, I have long heard of your astounding Divine Techniques. I would like to experience them for myself."

Pei Juxian said in a low, heavy voice.

The guests in the pavilion immediately grew expectant, especially the group from the Ancient Evil Race, who wished the two would fight to the death.

Only the Celestial Fragrance Demon Emperor, seated at the head of the pavilion, thought to herself:

’This Xi Yinglong is clearly pretending to be drunk and causing a scene to put pressure on me. It seems he has other designs on my Taiyi Cave Heaven...’

Fang Cheng sat leisurely in his seat. He first glanced at the Celestial Fragrance Demon Emperor and saw that she remained impassive, showing no intention of stopping the conflict. He then let out a long laugh and declared, "Excellent! Let’s have a good fight today. I hope you won’t disappoint this Monarch, Daoist friend!"