Edited by Ea and Molly
Yan Tianhen looked down at his hands, then looked at his body. He felt that there was no big problem.
Suddenly, he heard a man in the style of a general manager say, “Tonight, the Emperor is going to entertain all the descendants of the Divine Clans who are attending the monster-hunting banquet. You must cheer up and make no mistakes. Otherwise, hmph, this general manager will definitely not let you go!”
The hmph sound made one’s hair stand on end.
Those maids and servants, who came and went, were more nimble and sensitive for fear of making the slightest mistake.
Seeing that they couldn’t see him, Yan Tianhen simply sat on the wide railings near the edge of the balcony with his legs cocked up, resting his cheek against a jade pillar and looking at these well-dressed men and women.
The monster-hunting banquet was a feast for disciples of the Divine Clans.
It would be held every few years, and the time of holding it was divined by the prophet of Purple Emperor’s Heavenly Capital. At that time, all the Divine Clan descendants, including those who had close relationships with the Divine Clans, could participate in it together.
The last time it was held was ten years ago. Because he was not in the Nine Lands, the Yan family sent Yan Huanyu to attend it. It was said that he gained a lot, made many friends in Divine Clans, and brought in a number of people for his forces. He also hunted a lot of rare treasures, and also took his cultivation to a higher level.
Yan Tianhen also longed for the monster-hunting banquet. If there was a next time, he would definitely participate. At the very least, he would be able to see those rare mysterious lands and different worlds.
However, listening to the manager’s words, it seemed that the monster-hunting banquet was over, and those Divine Clans descendants had already returned.
In a short time, the sky was getting dark. Because the tower was quite high, the clouds were floating at the feet. The mist was steaming, and the purple Qi was coming from the East. The sunset was gradually sinking into the sea of clouds. In the distance, you could see the verdant mountain tips and the long river waterfalls coming across the sky. It was a magnificent scene of mountains and rivers.
Yan Tianhen didn’t feel infatuated. Looking at this picture, he felt that all the dust in his heart was emptied out, and his whole chest was filled with an indescribable emotion.
Where was this?
He could be sure that there was no such spectacle in the Purple Emperor’s Heavenly Capital.
That manager just now said, “The Emperor’s banquet.” Which Emperor was this?
Soon, Yan Tianhen found out.
He saw a line of people wearing splendid clothes climbing up the steps. They were led by Xuan Wushe, the current Sovereign of the East Land.
Yan Tianhen almost fell headlong from the railing. He was not afraid of anything, not even his father Yan Zhonghua, but the only person he was afraid of was this adoptive father of his!
Although this adoptive father treated him well, when he went to live with the Xuan family in the East Land, Xuan Wushe sent people to give him delicious and interesting things every day, and let him use them at will in the East Land’s palace. It was mostly because Xuan Wushe was too powerful: his prestige was too deep, so Yan Tianhen didn’t dare to make any mistakes in front of him.
Xuan Wushe was very good-looking, but few people would praise him. After all, he was too cold. He had no more than three expressions on his face and couldn’t even smile or play with others. Let alone the other Divine Clan disciples in his same generation, even Xuan Wushe’s elders had to pay him respect.
However, this wasn’t even the real reason why others were afraid of Xuan Wushe.
Yan Tianhen knew something about the Xuan clan. It was said that Xuan Wushe killed his father and brother to take the throne, and this was proven to be true by Yan Zhonghua.
Although most of the nine Divine Clans had been festering and fighting with each other for a long time and were constantly engaging in political intrigue, in the end, blood was still thicker than water, and it was rare to truly see members of the same clan turn on each other for the throne.
But the elders were still in charge, so how could they watch their disciples killing each other and ignore them?
However, Xuan Wushe was a different kind of person. He had an iron hand and stepped on a mountain of bloody corpses to attain the throne of the Xuan family. Since then, the Xuan family was dominated by him, and no one dared to touch its edges again. When Xuan Wushe raised his eyes, his appearance was like an uncanny workmanship, every inch finely crafted. His face perfectly inherited the Xuan family style, which was famous for its excellent appearance. In comparison, the sun, moon and sea of clouds were all inferior.
Lin Zhan didn’t have to say much. He could only be regarded as handsome and graceful when he was around Xuan Wushe.
Xuan Wushe sat in the wide chair carved from Ziyun wood, and Lin Zhan knelt down beside him, his movements relaxed and unrestrained. Xuan Wushe did not speak and no one dared to open their mouths.
He looked at the sea of clouds for a moment. Suddenly, he said, “Is this scenery beautiful?”
Lin Zhan looked up at Xuan Wushe, his eyes gentle and almost overflowing with love. “Naturally it’s beautiful. Does the Sovereign like it here?”
Xuan Wushe lowered his eyes, raised his hand, and gently caressed Lin Zhan’s face, saying, “I like it, but I don’t like it the best.”
Lin Zhan stuck out his tongue and licked the innocent palm of his hand playfully. He said, “Where is the Sovereign’s favorite place?”
Xuan Wushe looked to the west. The place directly opposite the chair was the place where the sun sets by the West. It was where the Purple Emperor lived.
“In the center of the Imperial Palace in Purple Emperor’s Heavenly Capital, there is a nine-fold Pagoda. When you climb to the top of the pagoda, you can see the rivers and mountains of these Nine Lands. There are thousands of lights and you can even pick up the sun, the moon and the clouds.” Xuan Wushe’s voice was easy and as clear as ice, “That’s where this Lord yearns for, and it’s also where the Xuan clan originally lived.”
This could be regarded as treason. Even though Yan Tianhen knew that Xuan Wushe couldn’t see him, he was still scared at this time. If Xuan Wushe knew that Yan Tianhen was aware of his rebellious heart, Yan Tianhen was afraid he was going to pull out his bones and kill him! But what Yan Tianhen was more worried about was Lin Zhan who could hear Xuan Wushe’s secret.
He was afraid that one day, if Xuan Wushe was in a bad mood, he would take his anger out on Lin Zhan.
However, Lin Zhan didn’t look surprised. Instead, he laughed, turned over, and sat on Xuan Wushe’s legs, covering his eyes.
He lowered his eyes and smiled. “I think this Picking Sky Tower in the East Palace is good. The nine-fold Pagoda of the Purple Emperor’s Heavenly Capital is too high. As the saying goes, the higher you stand, the colder it gets. Too high and it’s no fun.”
He threw himself down, put his arms around Xuan Wushe’s neck, and pecked him on the lips. Lin Zhan whispered, “Sovereign, what’s more, the beautiful scenery in this world is not only the mountains, rivers, and the sun and moon, but also the happy acts of the gods. Why don’t you look at the people in front of you?”
Yan Tianhen was suddenly stunned and felt that his face turned red, as if he was going to burn. M-m-my Daddy, how could he be like this? Although Lin Zhan was naturally romantic and unruly, his thoughts were unrestrained and Yan Tianhen had never seen such a bewitching appearance from him before.
Yan Tianhen covered his eyes, and silently murmured, Too improper, can’t look.
“Ah.” Xuan Wushe gave a smile. He held Lin Zhan’s waist and said, “Guangling, you are too conceited to dare to compare yourself with the sun, moon, mountains, and rivers.”
Lin Zhan smiled. “People are naturally more valuable than the sun, moon, mountains, and rivers. In the Sovereign’s heart, I naturally can’t compare with the Nine Lands, but in my heart, the Sovereign is much more valuable than the boundless Nine Lands. My heart admires the Sovereign. Doesn’t the Sovereign know it in his heart? “
Xuan Wushe’s intense eyes stared at Lin Zhan.
A moment later, Xuan Wushe tilted his head slightly. “This Sovereign has met so many men and women who want to cling to him, but you know why he chose you?”
Lin Zhan thought for a moment and said, “Probably because I am somewhat interesting?”
“Wrong.” Xuan Wushe’s lips curved up with unknown meaning. His hand had already opened Lin Zhan’s front tunic and stroked his chest skin. “Because you are the most shameless, and you are not afraid of death.”
Lin Zhan gasped. “Sovereign, there are people around to see.”
“They are afraid to look up,” Xuan Wushe replied.
Lin Zhan added, “The young generations’ heirs are coming soon.”
Xuan Wushe suddenly waved a barrier around them, then turned over and pressed Lin Zhan to the chair. He said a particularly crazy statement, “Let them wait.”
Yan Tianhen, “…”
Yan Tianhen shook his head and felt that his three world views had exploded. It was like his whole person was completely subverted.
In broad daylight and under heaven and earth, his adoptive father and little father were actually doing such a wanton thing, and had no scruples about the people around them! Although they were in a barrier, those people around them clearly knew what was happening. Yan Tianhen felt that he needed some time to digest Xuan Wushe’s words just now.
He had always thought that Xuan Wushe and Lin Zhan had been lovers in early years, but from the tone of speaking just now, he was very sure that Lin Zhan was just a bed warmer for Xuan Wushe at this time.
Most of the disciples in the Divine Clans would have bed warmers when they came of age. One was to vent their energy and harmonize their Yang energy, while the other was to produce future generations. The third was to dual cultivate.
Obviously, Xuan Wushe and Lin Zhan belonged to the first category.
After a long time, it was not until the sun had set and the moon had risen above the clouds that the barrier was removed.
Lin Zhan’s clothes were messily and randomly put on his body, with red marks littering his neck. His lips were red and swollen, and his eyes were shiny with tears. His whole person exuded a kind of debauched state after the act.
However, Lin Zhan didn’t worry about himself, as he was earnestly arranging Xuan Wushe’s robes, which weren’t very disorderly to begin with.
“Sovereign, don’t finish inside me next time,” Lin Zhan complained in a low voice, “I have to go down to clean my body and get it out. It’s troublesome.”
Xuan Wushe was in a good mood, so he teased Lin Zhan, “During tonight’s banquet, this Sovereign wants you to keep it inside.”
Lin Zhan’s face suddenly went red.
Yan Tianhen’s face was also flushed, and he hooked his fist at Xuan Wushe, scolding, “I’m going to beat you to death, you shameless old rascal!”
Lin Zhan straightened his clothes, let the servants give him a mirror to look, and immediately made an expression of vomiting blood. “I’d better go down and change clothes, this kind of appearance…”
“This way, everyone will know what you’ve done as soon as they see you.” Xuan Wushe wrapped his arm around Lin Zhan’s waist and let him sit beside him. “But who doesn’t know that you belong to this Sovereign? What’s there to hide?”
Lin Zhan thought about it and said, “That’s true.”
“You did a good job today,” Xuan Wushe replied. “This Sovereign won’t kill Yan Zhonghua at the banquet tonight.”
Yan Tianhen reacted, “What?”
Lin Zhan smiled. “Sovereign never intended to kill him.”
Xuan Wuyue said, “That’s not necessarily true.”
Lin Zhan leaned on Xuan Wushe’s shoulder. “If Sovereign wants to kill him, there are countless opportunities to kill him at the monster-hunting banquet. Although Sovereign is determined to win against the Purple Emperor, he also cherishes his friends.”
“Friends?” Xuan Wushe asked. “This Sovereign has no friends.”
Lin Zhan replied, “Many people want to be friends with Sovereign, but Sovereign is too cold and always dislikes smiling. They have misunderstandings about you. If they understand you, they will be willing to approach you.”
Xuan Wushe seemed a little dissatisfied. “Who wants you to guess and act bold?”
Lin Zhan smiled and was not afraid. “When I first came to the Nine Lands, I heard people mention that Sovereign and His Royal Highness King Ye of Purple Emperor’s Heavenly Capital once played flute and sword together on Kun Mountain, attracting a Phoenix.”
Xuan Wushe seemed to be interested, saying, “You’ve even heard about this?”
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