Spirit Vessel Chapter 1182: The Fourth Guest

Chapter 1182: The Fourth Guest

Scholar Heaven Calculating politely pointed toward a seat between Feiyun and Ximen Chuixiao: “A few empty seats right here? I’ll sit down.”

“This place is huge yet you want to bother us, how impolite.” Chuixiao frowned.

Feiyun didn’t expect these two to be acquaintances and ignored their quarrel, choosing to drink instead.

“Of course not, the islands for the feast tonight are all occupied, eight geniuses per island. It’s just that this one had six empty spots, I didn’t know you two were here at all. Isn’t it fate?” The scholar waved his hand and smiled.

“Looks like we’ll meet many geniuses tonight.” Feiyun said.

“Three thousand invitations were sent out but I’m not sure that many will make it.” The scholar raised three fingers.

This seemed like a high number but in reality, each world received less than twenty. Half of the letters came to the clans of Ethereal Dynasty since it had the most experts. The immemorial powers received many as well, leaving a small number to the central dynasties.

In other words, less than ten geniuses in a place like Sixth Central were eligible to enter. This was the reason why the servants were so eager to please Ximen Chuixiao.

The guests tonight included the best of the best in the human world. This was their time to please one.

“Void is strong due to these banquets and marriage alliances. I think tonight, their prettiest members will show up, looking for a groom.” Chuixiao said.

“Earning one’s favor is an honor, perhaps a tale of romance will begin in the future.” The scholar smiled.

“I didn’t expect these words to come out of a poor scholar like you.” Ximen Chuixiao gave him the side eye.

“I was talking about Brother Feng, not myself.” The scholar shook his head.

“I’m only here to accompany Brother Ximen, and plus, I’m sure they will pick the best geniuses. Someone with no background such as myself won’t enter their sight.” Feiyun smiled.

“Still want to lay low, Brother Feng? Who doesn’t know that you’re the king of the half-demons now, they will answer your call. Although half-demons are weak, their high population makes them the strongest alliance. Even the primogenitor grottos wouldn’t want to mess with them.” The scholar shook his head.

“I agree. And you have more than that, everyone is saying that you have a saint for a master. Just that alone is enough for the prudent fairies to think about you.” Ximen Chuixiao said seriously.

Feng Feiyun appeared together with Di Zhong and talked about the glorious history of humans.

This had spread across the realms and the half-demons considered this one of the proudest moments in history.

Feiyun thought that even if he were to tell them the truth about Di Zhong, they wouldn’t believe him. Plus, this had immense significance so he only smiled and didn’t elaborate.

“I heard Firmament Fairy is rather close to you too, praising you repeatedly in public.” The scholar said.

“Firmament Fairy...” Feiyun did remember this person back in Crimson.

He fought against Eighth of Gu and she gave him a tenth-ranked weapon - Skysplitter Key.

“What a true master, no wonder why you acted so nonchalantly after coming here, so you already got someone in mind. Firmament Fairy is the golden daughter of an immemorial clan from Extinguish World, pretty and talented. If you can get together with her, you’ll earn the support of her clan as well, it’ll make your future road towards domination that much easier.” Chuixiao clapped.

Feiyun thought to himself - These two are mysterious and not as simple as they appear, looks like they are fully aware of the humans’ plans.

They keep on talking about the half-demons, looks like they also know the deity had looked for a method to help the half-demons break through. They want me to unite the half-demons and that would result in one of the strongest alliances, hence them trying to get close.

Feiyun didn’t dwell on this matter because, at the very least, both of them weren’t annoying.

At this point, another person landed outside the palace and laughed: “So this is why this island has so many imposing auras. Esteemed masters, may I have the pleasure of sitting next to you all?”

The man’s name was Zhongyuan. Although he asked respectfully, he walked straight in and sat down next to them with a smile.

The scholar and Chuixiao didn’t recognize him. The former smiled back while the latter continued to play with the two beauties sitting on his thighs.

Feiyun observed him - a guest was worthy of his attention.

He had a fitting name due to his round and chubby physique resembling a large melon. His belly was as large as a water jar while his legs were as thin as chopsticks. If he were standing, one would have a hard time seeing his legs. [1]

He wore a red cloth belt with a rusty machete hanging on it. If he were standing on an ordinary street, he would be mistaken for a chubby woodcutter. If he were selling pancakes, he would be mistaken for Wu Dalang! [2]

He glanced at the trio before speaking to Feiyun: “I am Zhongyuan of Second Central, my friends call me Brother Melon. Although I do not have any valuable gift, here is a two-million-year-old papaya for you, Brother.”

“Did you say two million?” Ximen Chuixiao didn’t like this intruder.

Although he didn’t like the scholar, he recognized his talent. The three of them were about to rule this place with their handsome appearance and impeccable talent.

Alas, Zhongyuan might scare all the girls away. Thus, Chuixiao didn’t appreciate his plan being ruined.

Nonetheless, he stared at the papaya placed on the table. It was more than a meter long with a golden glow and a medicinal fragrance.

How could a papaya grow this old?

“This is nothing, I have some back in my clan that are far older, they’re just too big to be brought along.” Zhongyuan laughed.

The scholar stared at Zhongyuan for a second before something flashed in his eyes, realizing something.

Chuixiao still didn’t buy it. Nonetheless, when Zhongyuan cut it open, the growth rings could be seen. A burst of spiritual energy came from within along with a wafting aroma.

The rings required divine intent to calculate. Sure enough, it was around two million years old.

1. Zhongyuan means the central plains of China ?

2. A famous novel character murdered by his adulterous wife. Not a flattering description. ?