Her eyes fell on the superior Sang Ji, and she clasped her hands together and bowed slightly. "Because of some trivial matters, I came to the banquet a little late. I hope Shuijun will forgive me," her voice was full of apology.

“Haha, it’s alright, Lord Yaoguang. Sang Ji is very grateful that you can take the time to come to my son’s hundred-day banquet. Please take a seat, Lord.” Sang Ji led the way to an empty table at the side.

Yaoguang glanced at everyone present and nodded slightly to them as a greeting.

When her eyes fell on Mo Xiaoya, Grandma Mo, Hua Bao and Mo Xiaoye, she showed an expression of disbelief. Although she was extremely shocked in her heart, she did not dare to show it on her face.

"This person looks familiar." Yaoguang looked at Mo Xiaoye with some confusion.

Mo Xiaoye smiled. The other party looked at grandma and the others with such disdain, so he did not stand up to respond, but sat at the table: "Well, I remember that we didn't see each other for many years at Ruoshui Lake. God Yaoguang, I hope you are doing well."

Yaoguang's expression froze. She finally remembered who the other person was, but she couldn't help but think of Xiaotao. It wasn't because she cared about Xiaotao very much, but just because Xiaotao was more convenient for her to use.

"Haha, I didn't expect that you, a human being, could cultivate to such a high level. I wonder who your master is?" Yaoguang said as he sat cross-legged on the straw mat, looking at the delicacies that were gradually being served in front of him, and asked casually.

She was thinking angrily in her heart: "How can a human being cultivate to the same level as me?"

Mo Xiaoye grabbed a spiritual fruit in front of him and said, "Oh, my master. He is just the master of Taichen Palace. There is nothing special about him."

Yaoguang was full of disdain. It turned out that he was just an unknown person. "Oh, so he is just a mere person from Taichen Palace..." Yaoguang said with a sarcastic tone, but he got stuck halfway.

The master of Taichen Palace!

Isn't that the Lord of Heaven and Earth? Yaoguang's mind went blank in an instant. She whispered, "How could you be the disciple of Emperor Donghua? This is impossible." Her tone was full of disbelief and her eyes were filled with horror.

Zheyan noticed as soon as she spoke that Yaoguang seemed to dislike Mo Xiaoye, but since they were both girls, he couldn't interrupt, so he could only shake his head and turn to look at Diefeng.

"Do you know why she is targeting Xiao Ye?" he asked with surprise in his eyes.

Die Feng pursed his lips slightly, not wanting to say: “Well, when Emperor Donghua first accepted her as his disciple, she was just a young cultivator in the Qi training stage.

Because the spiritual energy in the Heavenly Palace was too rich and not something a mortal body could withstand, Emperor Donghua decided to let her stay at the foot of Kunlun Mountain to practice on her own for a while.

Then, the maidservant of Lord Yaoguang threw her into the human world without telling my master, so Lord Yaoguang still owed her karma. "What he meant was that as a maidservant, it was impossible for her to act without the instruction of Lord Yaoguang, so he was not wrong to say that Lord Yaoguang owed her karma.

Mo Xiaoye didn't care. Anyway, one day the other party would return it to her.

They didn't lower their voices when speaking, so Yaoguang's expression became very ugly.

Yaoguang naturally knew that she owed the other party a debt of karma, but when she thought about what happened in the past, she did not regret it. She just felt sorry that she only lost one of her left and right arms.

When she was stabbed at this time, she felt as if her face was torn off and fell to the ground, and was constantly kicked around, and her breathing became a little rapid.

With great helplessness, he reached into his wide sleeves and took out a palm-sized box. With an awkward smile on his face, he gently opened it, and a strong medicinal fragrance came out from a round pill: "Jingsheng Pill can..."

Mo Xiaoye curled his lips. This elixir could only allow cultivators in the Concentration Realm to advance to the lower fairyland. To him, it was like chicken ribs, tasteless to eat and a pity to throw away.

Mo Xiaoya and Grandma Mo were blessed by space and didn't need this thing at all, because she could see at a glance that the pill was only a mid-level high-level one. She had a lot of pills of this type in her bracelet. If she used it, the pill poison would accumulate in her body, although it was only a small amount.

"No need, that thing has no effect on me," Mo Xiaoye turned her head away. Tsk, a dignified God would take out such low-level things to fool her. She would not accept it.

Yaoguang's expression became even uglier, and she could only take it back: "I thought you would give the pill to the family of the person next to you. It's okay, I'll change it!" Her tone was helpless, as if Mo Xiaoye was very ignorant and didn't know how to consider the people around him.

Mo Xiaoya could tell that this so-called God was trying to sow discord, so she didn't say anything but took out a small porcelain bottle from her ring.

He opened the bottle cap and poured out a golden pill the size of a soybean. A strong medicinal fragrance spread throughout the entire hall. The quality of this pill was much better than Yaoguang's.

"Grandma, I didn't know that what my sister gave us were the Jingsheng Pills. I thought they were candy beans for me. The medicine tastes exactly the same, so why are the colors different?" Mo Xiaoya lowered her voice.

But the people sitting here were not ordinary people. No matter how small the voice was, everyone heard it: "That's right. Mo Shangshen is the disciple of the Emperor. It's not difficult for him to ask for some resources for his family."

"Isn't it? I heard that the Emperor dotes on the little princess very much. If she only gives a little bit of resources to her family, it will be enough for these two mortals to practice."

Listening to the discussion of the many immortals below, although they tried their best to avoid him, it was not difficult to hear the sarcasm in their tone. Yaoguang's face turned blue and white like a color palette.

She was just a casual cultivator and did not have many treasures of her own. She was reluctant to hand over one of the items that resolved her karma, but now she was in a dilemma.

She had no choice but to take out an immortal weapon, the Ice Soul Fan: "This is a high-level immortal weapon, the Ice Soul Fan, which has the power to control ice, and can bounce back 50% of the enemy's attack force. It is a weapon that combines defense and protection in one. I wonder if the little princess is satisfied," she said in a hurried tone, and then used her immortal power to send the fan to Mo Xiaoye.

Mo Xiaoye chuckled: "Okay, from now on, the cause and effect between you and me is settled." She stretched out her hand and grabbed the ribs of the Bingpo Fan. It felt icy cold to the touch, with a faint blue light lingering on it, as if with just a wave of the fan, it would have the power to destroy the world and burst out.

She was very satisfied and gently opened the folding fan, which was painted with mountain villages and rivers, very exquisite: "It's best for cooling down." As she spoke, she turned it over to admire the endless mountains on the back.

At this time, a group of maids walked in gracefully with trays in their hands. They placed spiritual fruits, seafood feasts and a peeled lobster on the tables, poured spiritual wine, and then left.

Sang Ji smiled and raised his glass to the crowd: "These are all specialties from the seabed. I hope you don't mind."

Zheyan stood up with a smile, holding the wine glass in both hands and shaking it upwards: "Haha, there, there, we have to thank the Second Prince for his hospitality." He drank all the wine in the glass and poured it down to show his respect for the other party.

Mo Xiaoye smiled and raised the wine glass like Zhe Yan and took a sip, then put the glass down again. Grandma Mo saw that the wine was not less.

She understood that this was a hint from Mo Xiaoye to her and Xiao Ya, so she looked at Mo Xiaoya and followed her example, passing it through her mouth. After taking a small sip, a powerful spiritual energy entered her body through her throat and flowed to her limbs.

The two of them almost couldn't control the urge to practice, and they couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that they were not too greedy.

After everyone sat down, they began to have a pleasant meal. Gradually, music sounded nearby. Several maids played the piano, some played the flute, and some rang the bell. The music made everyone enjoy their meal more comfortably.

When Grandma Mo and Xiao Ya heard the music, they relaxed all over. The dinner lasted for three days.

"Hahaha, please forgive me for the poor hospitality!"

"This is a special product from the seabed. It's really delicious. Thank you for your hospitality."

"Thank you, thank you very much."

Sang Ji and Shao Xin, who was holding the child, saw everyone off with a smile on their faces. When Mo Xiaoye passed by, he stuffed a storage ring into her hands.

"Little Princess, I see that you like the creatures on the seabed so much, so I will cater to your taste and give you some special products from the seabed. I hope you like them."

Mo Xiaoye nodded happily: "Okay, thank you, Second Prince, I'm sorry for disturbing you these days."

"No, if you have time in the future, you can come to the seabed to play more often. We very much welcome you to visit the North Sea." Shao Xin smiled gently.

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