The servant was speechless, "Master, you don’t need to overestimate others and belittle yourself. Our Imperial Power Clan is not inferior to the Immortal Realm at all. It’s just that we don’t practice cultivation, so we can’t float around as gracefully as they do."

"Hahaha!" A low male laugh immediately came from the room, "You are right, we now rule the mortal world’s imperial power, naturally not inferior to the Heavenly Court."

"Of course! His Majesty and the Heavenly Emperor can stand on equal footing!"

...

The Coiled Peach Banquet.

Lan Xi attended with Mi Xi.

"You said Shaoqing would come to find me after twenty thousand years. I’ve been waiting for him for twenty thousand years, why haven’t I seen any trace of him?" Lan Xi began to anxiously question.

Mi Xi coughed, looking embarrassed, "Don’t worry, just be patient, he will return."

Lan Xi glanced more at Mi Xi, feeling that his expression was peculiar. "You wouldn’t be lying to me, would you?"

"How could I!"

On the way to the Coiled Peach Banquet, Lan Xi met the Queen Mother of the West and her daughter Cui Luo.

Born from the Rainbow Tree and by Lan Xi’s own hands in those days.

The Queen Mother of the West, grateful beyond words to Lan Xi, had Cui Luo immediately bow and thank her for the gift of life she gave.

Lan Xi looked at the woman kneeling before her, twenty thousand years old, stunning, with a few shades of her own charm in her eyebrows.

No wonder she was the fruit Lan Xi personally planted long ago, now this girl was vibrant, her appearance not less charming than Lan Xi’s own.

Looking at her was like seeing her own daughter, bringing a sense of closeness.

"Cui Luo, right! So beautiful. I don’t have much to give you as a meeting gift." Lan Xi thought for a moment, then pulled a Jade Hairpin from her hair and inserted it into Cui Luo’s hair. "This is for you! Keep cultivating well in the future."

"Thank you, Your Highness Lan Xi, for your gift." Cui Luo expressed her gratitude profoundly, respectfully kowtowing.

Afterward, Lan Xi chatted with the Queen Mother of the West and headed to the Coiled Peach Banquet.

Lan Xi should have been the first to arrive.

Even as the time arrived, only the people of the Immortal Realm were at the Coiled Peach Banquet.

Bu Qiao and the current Demon Lord of the Demon Realm, Gu Mo, had yet to arrive, nor did the representative of the mortal humans.

The Heavenly Emperor’s face showed slight embarrassment.

After Lan Xi arrived, she merely greeted them and sat in her place.

Though Crown Prince Ya was seated right opposite her, she acted as if she hadn’t seen him, quietly eating her peaches.

"Is Lady Lan Xi’s health better now?" The atmosphere was so awkward it made one want to cry.

The Heavenly Emperor had to find a topic to chat about.

Lan Xi nodded, "Thanks to the heavens’ care, my body is well."

"That’s good!" The Heavenly Emperor said with an awkward smile.

Then looked towards the sky, yet none of the invited guests had arrived.

Lan Xi didn’t want to deal with him, as the time for the banquet approached, the Heavenly Emperor began chatting with the Queen Mother of the West, praising Cui Luo’s beauty.

Lan Xi, drinking her wine, finally had to admit that the Heavenly Emperor’s wine was the best.

So she drank a few more cups.

Crown Prince Ya, seeing her silent and wordless, each time they met eyes, Mi Xi had a look of amusement in them.

He was really annoyed.

But, having been so foolish before, how could he bear to be angry with Lan Xi?

During these twenty thousand years, he went to the Demon Realm several times and got lost, then was sent back severely injured.

She refused to see him, not even listening to his explanations.

Crown Prince Ya tried to speak several times, but the words got stuck in his throat.

Just like Mi Xi said, he wasn’t worthy of her.

When Lan Xi finished her tenth drink, a black mist accompanied by a clear light appeared in the sky, and two figures landed at the Coiled Peach Banquet.

Gu Mo and Bu Qiao glanced at Lan Xi first, then greeted the Heavenly Emperor.

"Honored to attend the Heavenly Emperor’s Coiled Peach Banquet, it is quite the eye-opener for me." Gu Mo said with a smiling face.

The Heavenly Emperor hurriedly replied courteously, "I’m truly gratified that everyone could come to this banquet. For the glory of the Six Realms, for peace, please be seated."

Bu Qiao nodded, then chose the seat next to Lan Xi.

Gu Mo sat opposite Lan Xi, beside Crown Prince Ya.

"How have you been these twenty thousand years, Your Highness Lan Xi?" Bu Qiao raised his cup, his eyes filled with warm smiles.

"Thanks to your blessing, I’m doing very well. It’s just that I haven’t been to your place for twenty thousand years to drink, I wonder how much wine the Underworld King’s Mansion is storing." Lan Xi lifted her cup and took another sip.

Bu Qiao chuckled and nodded, "I’ve recently tried brewing some Lotus Honey Wine, I’ll have my people send you a couple of jars one day."

Actually, before Lan Xi, the wine at the Underworld King’s Mansion was all left by his father.

He was never interested in wine.

Drinking with Lan Xi more, he found it tasty and fun, so he turned wine storage and brewing into a hobby.

"Great! After two thousand years of hermitage, I’ve been craving!" Lan Xi said without any hesitation.

Gu Mo shook his head, "Your Highness hasn’t changed a bit, though you know there’s nothing in the Demon Realm to give you. This time I brought along a little one. It’s been clamoring to see you, and if you hadn’t come, it’d still be squatting at the door of my Demon Palace every day."

With that, Gu Mo pulled a Blood Third Seven from his sleeve.

Soon, Blood Third Seven morphed into human form.

Third Seven happily ran to Lan Xi’s side, "Your Highness, why didn’t you take me when you left?"

"Don’t you like the Blood Demon Sea? Following me might wrong you." Lan Xi stroked Third Seven’s head, noticing how much it had grown in these two thousand years.

Apparently, only the Blood Demon Sea could make it so robust.

"Not wronged, please let Your Highness keep Third Seven. I want to be with you." Third Seven held onto Lan Xi’s arm and acted spoiled. It had no intention of returning this time.

Seeing its dependent look, Lan Xi couldn’t bear to send it away, so she gave it a peach, "Alright, you can stay!"

Third Seven happily held the peach, standing behind Lan Xi, grinning like a child who got a candy.

Hard to imagine it’s over a million years old.

It has become quite the character!

"Your Highness, the Snow Maple Tree has bloomed. If you have time, you can visit, the wooden house you lived in is still there. I have people clean it every day." Gu Mo said.

Lan Xi nodded at his words, thinking she hadn’t misjudged him.

Gu Mo was the capable person Lan Xi nurtured when she was still the Demon Lord.

After she left, she handed the Demon Lord’s position to him.

Over the years, he, with his fierce methods, managed the Demon Realm’s brutes very effectively.

Although his cultivation was not even half of hers back then, the sheer deterrence he held displayed his extraordinary wisdom.

The Heavenly Emperor saw Lan Xi chatting happily with the two kings, and his expression wasn’t good.

These years, Lan Xi navigated between realms, her reputation was unblemished, her actions and behavior were universally praised.

Even the current Demon Lord and Underworld King held her in high respect.

Even he couldn’t achieve such feats, but she managed it effortlessly.

Moreover, what baffled him was that she had become a Demon, yet could still return?

Even the Heavenly Book did not record such events.

As everyone was engrossed in conversation, the time for the banquet had long passed.

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