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Within the Wuliang Sect's mountain gate, the arrival of the Mid-Autumn Festival enveloped the entire sect in a peaceful and festive atmosphere. Disciples left their retreats and headed for Sunset Peak, where the annual Mid-Autumn Festival moon-viewing banquet was about to be held.

After twelve years of secluded cultivation, He Yihuan emerged during the Mid-Autumn Festival. After this secluded cultivation, he entered the late stage of the Tribulation Crossing Stage.

Jiang Qingwu looked at her master, whose face looked the same as it did twelve years ago, and was delighted. She happily congratulated him, "Congratulations, Master, for successfully entering the late stage of the tribulation!" She had felt that her master was about to come out of seclusion a few days ago, and guessed that it would be during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Jiang Qingwu waited at the door of He Yihuan's cave to try her luck. If he didn't come out after noon, she would go to make mooncakes with Senior Brother Pei Yi. Unexpectedly, her gamble was right.

He Yihuan gazed at Jiang Qingwu before him, his lips curled up slightly as he nodded gently, saying slowly, "Well, you're thoughtful." Time flies, and the child, like a seedling in the wind, has grown into an adult in the blink of an eye. Back then, he had calculated that this retreat would yield some results, but he had never imagined it would last a full twelve years. Seeing Jiang Qingwu again now, it felt like a lifetime ago.

Jiang Qingwu's eyes flashed with an unconcealable joy, and she quickly asked, "Master, is your retreat going well?"

He Yihuan was silent for a moment before slowly answering, "It's going pretty smoothly, but you have to know that cultivation in the later stages of the Tribulation Transcendence becomes increasingly difficult, and the time and energy required are also much greater."

Hearing this, Jiang Qingwu hurriedly spoke to comfort him, "Master, you are extremely gifted and unparalleled in the world. You will definitely be able to successfully overcome these numerous obstacles and ultimately achieve enlightenment!"

However, He Yihuan merely glanced at her calmly, his tone still as cold as snow: "The path of cultivation is inherently bumpy and full of hardships. You must not harbor too many unrealistic fantasies."

Jiang Qingwu's heart tightened. She knew her master was always very strict with himself, almost demanding of him. So, she asked cautiously, "Master, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the sect has specially prepared a grand moon-viewing banquet. Would you be willing to join us?"

"Well, that's feasible." He Yihuan responded briefly.

Jiang Qingwu was delighted and quickly said, "Master, you can take a rest. I and my fellow disciples will go and prepare for the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet."

Having said that, Jiang Qingwu turned around and fled towards Sishanlou, secretly happy for his master.

Sishanlou.

Jiang Qingwu and his senior brother Pei Yi were busy in the spacious and bright kitchen, their figures appearing particularly clear under the sunlight.

"Brother, do you think the skin of this ice skin mooncake is too thin?" Jiang Qingwu carefully pinched the mooncake skin while looking up at Pei Yi, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Pei Yi stopped what he was doing, looked carefully at the mooncake in Jiang Qingwu's hand, and said with a smile: "Junior sister, you did a good job, but it needs a little adjustment." As he said that, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the place that needed adjustment. This was the mooncake he made based on the description of the junior sister and the current one.

At that moment, Lin Feixue and Lin Muci entered the kitchen together. They spotted Jiang Qingwu and Pei Yi, who were concentrating on making mooncakes, and couldn't help but praise them in unison, "Qingwu, you guys are doing a fantastic job!" Senior Sister Lin Feixue's face was filled with joy. She walked over to Jiang Qingwu, extended her delicate hand, gently patted her delicate shoulders, and said with a smile, "Come on, let me join in and help."

Meanwhile, Lin Muci stood still, silently watching the scene unfold before him. His eyes, glittering with a brilliant light, shone like the brightest stars in the night sky. He couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Master, if this keeps up, how long will it take to finish?" He subconsciously wiped away the saliva that didn't even exist at the corner of his mouth, then added eagerly, "Hehehe... I want to come over and help, and try to increase our mooncake production speed!"

Hearing this, Pei Yi nodded slightly, and at the same time, skillfully controlled the spiritual power in his body, continued to carefully knead the pastry in his hand, and then ordered in an orderly manner: "In this case, you will be responsible for making Cantonese-style mooncakes, and I will prepare Su-style mooncakes. By the way, little sister, please chill the skin of the ice skin mooncakes." As soon as the words fell, Lin Feixue, Lin Muci and Jiang Qingwu responded in unison: "Okay!" The voice was crisp and loud, as if announcing to everyone that they were full of energy at the moment.

Senior Brother Shi An stood quietly in the center of the courtyard, a large wine vat beside him. He held a long wooden stick, intently stirring the liquid within. As he moved, a faint peach blossom fragrance gradually wafted out, lingering throughout the courtyard.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, creating patches of dappled light and shadow that fell squarely on Senior Brother Shi An. The warm light, like a layer of golden gauze, gently enveloped his form, making him appear even more sacred and enchanting.

Just then, Jiang Qingwu sauntered out of the kitchen. A bright smile graced her face, her eyes revealing admiration for Senior Brother Shi'an. "Senior Brother Shi'an, this peach blossom wine smells so delicious!" she exclaimed excitedly, her voice as clear and melodious as the chirping of a yellow oriole.

Hearing Jiang Qingwu's praise, Senior Brother Shi An slowly raised his head, met her gaze, and nodded in greeting: "I spent a lot of time and effort to make this. I just hope it can add some poetic beauty to the upcoming banquet." He replied softly, his tone full of confidence and expectation.

At the same time, bursts of cheerful laughter came from the kitchen.

Soon, trays of steaming, fragrant mooncakes were served. These mooncakes came in a variety of shapes, some resembling jade rabbits, others resembling full moons, and still others resembling blooming flowers. Not only were they exquisitely adorable in appearance, but they also tasted deliciously sweet, leaving a lasting impression.

The entire Sishan Hall was now immersed in a joyful and peaceful atmosphere, with everyone's face brimming with smiles of happiness and contentment. Jiang Qingwu and the others busied themselves making mooncakes. They meticulously prepared Cantonese, snow-skin, and Suzhou-style mooncakes to suit the diverse tastes of their fellow disciples. Senior Brother Shi An brewed peach blossom wine for everyone, its fragrant aroma adding a touch of poetry to the banquet. Here, there were no worldly distractions, only deep friendships and endless warmth. The scene before them was like a brilliant, colorful scroll, forever capturing the beauty of this moment.

Equipment Refining Pavilion.

Shi Chenbai stood quietly in the tranquil bamboo forest, a gentle breeze rustling his clothes. His eyes were focused and determined, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

"Junior Sister, your idea is truly brilliant!" Shi Chenbai exclaimed excitedly, his hands gesturing in the air as if sketching a blueprint for the future. His voice was filled with praise and admiration, and Zhongli Xiu and Feng Ci nodded in agreement.

For a month, Shi Chenbai, Zhongli Xiu, and Feng Ci worked tirelessly day and night to refine the sect's order. Their figures moved through the bamboo forest like nimble butterflies. Each refining session was a challenge, and each success a joy.

Finally, near the Mid-Autumn Festival, after countless arduous efforts, the brand-new sect token was finally successfully refined! Shi Chenbai, overjoyed and extremely careful, gently held it in his palm, as if protecting a unique, priceless treasure. At this moment, his heart was filled with endless joy and pride, and a glittering light shone in his eyes.

"This is our generous gift to everyone during the Mid-Autumn Festival!" Shi Chenbai declared loudly, his voice echoing through the quiet bamboo forest for a long time, tinged with a hint of uncontrollable excitement. Zhongli Xiu and Feng Ci, standing nearby, smiled at each other, their faces also filled with ecstasy.

"Second Master, this sect order will surely amaze everyone!" Zhong Lixiu's eyes brimmed with anticipation. "Indeed, our hard work has finally paid off," Feng Ci softly echoed, his gaze fixed on the sect order in Shi Chenbai's hand, his eyes filled with indescribable pride.

"Master, I deeply feel that my own weapon-refining skills have become more and more refined through this tempering." Upon hearing what his disciple said, Shi Chenbai smiled slightly and responded, "It's just as it should be. Your uncle Pei has made great progress because of your junior uncle's ingenious ideas, and now he is almost catching up with me." Shi Chenbai was already accustomed to such situations. At this moment, he stared at the master's order in his palm, and a strong sense of satisfaction arose in his heart.

Soft moonlight, like a veil, filtered through the tiny gaps between the dense bamboo leaves, gently falling onto the ground. Like a natural ink painting, it cast a patchwork of light and shadow, a mosaic of varying shapes and shades. A gentle breeze, like a gentle messenger, quietly rustled through the tranquil bamboo forest, bringing a refreshing and cool air that left one feeling relaxed and refreshed.

Meanwhile, Feng Jingchen and his master, Li Qingtong, were busily preparing for the upcoming Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. Feng Jingchen, dressed in a light blue robe, stood tall and straight like a pine tree. His deep, bright eyes gleamed with wisdom and vitality. He was completely absorbed in directing the arrangements.

"Fifth Junior Brother, hang those lanterns higher up so they'll be more eye-catching!" Feng Jingchen shouted, his hands never stopping as he expertly arranged the exquisite tables and chairs. Upon hearing his senior brother's instructions, Su Chen immediately responded, "Alright!" He then used his control technique to raise the strings of colorful lanterns high, draping them from the branches. From afar, they resembled a glittering galaxy of stars, dazzling and dazzling.

Meanwhile, Li Qingtong, smiling gently, addressed Mo Yunsheng, "Junior Sister, arrange these pastries more neatly. Make sure they look like exquisite works of art." Mo Yunsheng nodded obediently, her bright eyes twinkling like stars in the night sky. Then, with her slender fingers, she gently picked up each pastry, carefully adjusting their positions until the entire table appeared perfectly organized and beautiful.

At this moment, the setting sun casts its afterglow across Sunset Peak, draping the majestic mountain in a golden sheen. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves, creating a beautiful and melodious symphony of nature. Sunlight filters through the dense foliage, casting a shimmering, dreamlike spectacle on the ground. Between the peaks, wisps of mist, like smoke and fog, create a hazy, ethereal scene, akin to a fairyland.

"Uncle-master, do you think this is okay?" Mo Yunsheng's face was full of excitement. He ran to Li Qingtong's side as lightly as a bird. His eyes flashed with fiery light and he stared at the other person with expectation.

Li Qingtong raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a hint of appreciation, and replied softly: "Well, very good, Yunsheng's performance this time is really outstanding!" His words were full of recognition and praise for Mo Yunsheng.

Hearing this, Mo Yunsheng couldn't help but show his joy. His chest was straight, his head was held high, his face was filled with pride, and he said loudly: "Haha, of course, I am so talented and powerful, such a trivial matter is no problem for me!" His voice was crisp and loud, like a yellow oriole flying out of the valley, and like the sound of silver bells swaying, echoing in the air for a long time.

At this moment, Feng Jingchen slowly shifted his gaze from the crowd to the vast expanse of heaven and earth in the distance. He smiled softly and said, "You've all been toiling for a long time. Why not take a break for a while?" Before he finished speaking, everyone put down their work, their movements in unison, like well-trained soldiers. They each found a chair and settled down, some closing their eyes to rest, others chatting quietly, the atmosphere relaxed and joyful.

"This Mid-Autumn Festival feast is sure to be incredibly lively, and I'm sure everyone is looking forward to it!" Su Chen said slowly, smiling. His tone was gentle, like a spring breeze, bringing a sense of comfort.

"That's true. I hope everything goes smoothly without any setbacks." Li Qingtong nodded slightly, with a hint of emotion in his eyes.

"Master, don't worry. The scene arrangement we are responsible for has been completed. We will definitely create an unforgettable and wonderful time for everyone." Feng Jingchen looked firm and his tone was full of confidence, as if he was sure of victory.

The sun gradually set in the west, drenching the entire Sunset Peak in a golden glow. Everyone's laughter echoed across the peaks, adding an even more joyful atmosphere to the upcoming Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.

As night gradually enveloped the earth, a bright moon, as round as a jade disk, slowly rose into the sky, casting a dazzling silver light. Numerous disciples of the Wuliang Sect gathered at the summit of Sunset Peak to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, a symbol of reunion and happiness.