Yang Jian and Ao Ji exchanged seats not because they wanted to be close to each other, but because they did not want Xiao Lan to be left out in the cold.
Next, Yang Jian tried to find a few topics to let Xiao Lan join the conversation between him and Ao Ji. However, every time Yang Jian opened his mouth to ask, Xiao Lan would just casually reply him with a few words, causing Yang Jian to not know whether to laugh or cry.
This was a classic example of being cold-shouldered in the Primordial World. Second Master felt a little awkward.
Ao Ji also saw through Yang Jian's intentions, but he could not help much. He only secretly sent a voice transmission to Yang Jian.
"This Miss Xiao has come to the Dragon Palace a few times. She has always been cold and has never been friendly with anyone. Brother Yang, don't worry."
Yang Jian nodded. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. He smiled and said, "Miss Xiao, why don't you change your clothes? I still want to see the Young Master Xiao from back then."
Xiao Lan was stunned. She looked at Yang Jian with her beautiful eyes, as if she could see through Yang Jian's protective mystic art.
Unfortunately, she could not see through it.
Xiao Lan asked softly, "Why?"
Yang Jian could not answer for a moment. He always felt that Xiao Lan, who was dressed as a man, was more … comfortable.
Ao Ji, who was at the side, smiled and said, "After hearing Brother Yang's words, I also want to see how elegant Miss Xiao will be when she becomes Young Master Xiao."
Seeing that Xiao Lan was a little hesitant, Ao Ji turned to look at the few Dragon Ladies beside him and coughed softly.
The few Dragon Ladies spoke one after another, saying that they wanted to see Miss Xiao dressed as a man.
"This …" Xiao Lan was a little confused. She glanced at Yang Jian bitterly.
"Miss Xiao, please come this way." A Dragon Lady stood up and invited her. "I'll bring you to my palace to change your clothes!"
Xiao Lan looked in the direction of the main table and agreed awkwardly. She stood up slowly and followed the Dragon Lady.
When she stood up, everyone in the main hall looked over. Not only were there young and energetic male cultivators, but there were also many "seniors and experts" who looked old.
Ao Ji nudged Yang Jian with his elbow. His gaze was ambiguous as he whispered, "Brother Yang, I noticed that Miss Xiao has secretly glanced at you a few times … She is the beloved granddaughter of the patriarch of the spiritual mountain. You are also a disciple of the Dao Sect from a famous sect. This … Tsk, it's a good thing."
Yang Jian smiled and placed the wine cup in front of Ao Ji. "Brother Ao, please take a look. What's in this wine cup?"
"You haven't touched this cup, so it's naturally full of alcohol."
"But it also looks like it's empty."
There was a hidden meaning in Yang Jian's words. Ao Ji revealed a look of realization. He thought that Yang Jian was saying something like 'my heart already belongs to someone'.
Ao Ji smiled and sighed. He stopped transmitting his voice and purposely asked, "I wonder which fairy has such luck? "Brother Yang, you must be fond of me."
"It's not about a man and a woman," Yang Jian said seriously. "What's in this cup and my heart are filled with is only to save my mother. My mother is still suffering in the Heavenly Palace, but I'm carefree in the world. That already makes me feel uneasy. How can I dare to have any personal feelings? I'm afraid that if I have too many worries, I will be a laughing stock when the time comes. "
Yang Jian's words were so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Everyone looked at Yang Jian's face with a probing gaze.
"Oh?" Ao Ji frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"
"It's just a family matter. It's hard to talk about it." Yang Jian changed the topic calmly. "When the time is right, Brother Ao, you will know. Now, I only want to make a name for myself in the Primordial World as soon as possible and bring my mother back as soon as possible. I don't have any other thoughts. "
The dragon children and human elites at the banquet were all deep in thought.
Ao Ji raised his cup and smoothed things over. They continued to drink and eat, but everyone had a question mark in their hearts about Yang Jian's story. They wanted to investigate carefully after the banquet ended.
It was not just the table in the corner. Even at the main table, after Yang Jian said that, three to four people secretly pinched their fingers to deduce …
Chi Jingzi and Huanglong Daoist looked at each other. Both of them looked enlightened.
Chi Jingzi sighed and said, "Junior Brother Yuding has taken in a good disciple."
"Second Senior Brother." Huang Long was really warm-hearted. He sent a voice transmission in all seriousness, "Why don't we wait for the banquet to end and go to the Heavenly Palace? The Jade Emperor would probably not dare to not give face to my Chanism! "
However, Chi Jingzi said, "This is Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian's own opportunity. Moreover, the Great Tribulation is ahead. It's not appropriate for us to go to the Celestial Court to attract attention."
"That's true." Huang Long was a little conflicted and did not say anything else.
The East Ocean Dragon King, Ao Guang, was the leader of the current Dragons. The Dragon Palaces of the Four Seas respected the East Ocean.
Ao Guang was usually very amiable and friendly. He had many friends among the mighty figures of the Primordial World.
While Chi Jingzi and Huanglong Daoist were discussing via voice transmission, Ao Guang was also calculating. His dragon eyes were filled with contemplation.
In the blink of an eye, Ao Guang asked, "Daoists, does this Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian have a Dao companion?"
Huang Long was stunned. He turned around and looked at the leader of his race. He pondered for a while and said, "That's really hard to say. I just met this disciple-nephew today … Junior Brother Yuding is focused on the Dao. He has not walked out of the mountain for many years."
"Just ask him directly." Chi Jingzi saw through the Dragon King's intentions and said with a smile.
Ao Guang smiled and said, "It's not nice to ask directly. I see that this child respects his master and is quite polite. If the two of you ask directly, even if he wants to reject you, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to say it. Why don't we … "
The three big shots whispered to each other. Most of the mighty figures sitting at the same table looked displeased, but no one flared up.
On the other hand, the benevolent-looking Old Mother of Lingshan, who was sitting beside him, smiled …
A moment later, an elegant and beautiful young man entered the Dragon Palace's entrance. His face was like jade and he stood out from the crowd. He sat in Xiao Lan's seat.
If it wasn't for the Dragon Lady accompanying him, no one would be able to recognize him.
"Young Master Xiao." Yang Jian smiled and called out.
Xiao Lan smiled softly and nodded. Although her figure was slightly frail, there was a kind of aura of having a card up her sleeve that spread out from within her. It was as if she was a completely different person from her original body.
"Thank you for reminding me, Brother Yang. Don't call me Young Master. It's too much of an insult."
"Brother Xiao."
"Brother Yang."
The two of them looked at each other and chuckled at the same time. They raised their cups and drank.
After Xiao Lan changed her clothes, she seemed to have become a completely different person. During the banquet, she teased and chatted with the dragon children. She revealed her extraordinary knowledge of the past and present, making the dragon children secretly admire her.
Even the limelight of Yang Jian, the upstart of Chanism, was taken away by Xiao Lan.
Yang Jian was happy to be at ease. He chatted with Ao Ji and drank quietly.
Ao Ji smiled and said, "If this Miss Xiao was not a woman, she would probably be a hero tens of thousands of years later."
"Perhaps," Yang Jian replied noncommittally.
Ao Ji suddenly sent a voice transmission. "Brother Yang, you might not have noticed that Miss Xiao has only peeked at you a few times. However, after Young Master Xiao returned, he has peeked at you dozens of times."
Yang Jian yawned. "Why do I feel a little tired?"
At that moment, the Dragon King stood up and said, "Fellow Daoists." His voice spread throughout the Dragon Palace.
Everyone listened attentively.
Ao Guang's deep voice echoed in the Dragon Palace.
"Over the years, Fellow Daoists have come to the Dragon Palace's Immortal Banquet. It is the honor of the Dragon Palace and the Dragons. Thank you, Fellow Daoists. I propose a toast to express my gratitude."
Tens of thousands of people raised their cups and drank together. In the main hall, someone shouted, "The Dragon King is too polite."
In the past, Ao Guang would sit down after saying that and let the clam girl dance.
However, the rules were changed this time. Ao Guang continued to use his deep voice and said something that surprised the immortals.
"Fortunately, the young talents of the Primordial World are gathered at this year's Immortal Banquet of the Dragon Palace. Why don't we do something that we haven't done in the past and do something interesting? Let the disciples of the various families compete."
"You can't kill others in a battle, and you can't mix it with personal grudges. Today, we'll only compete based on ability. If you win the top three, the Dragon Palace will give you a treasure. "
"I have ordered people to set up an arena in front of the hall. The experts of my race will protect you all the way. What do you think, Fellow Daoists?"
The Dragon Palace's Immortal Banquet had always been peaceful. They would leave after eating. Why did they change the rules this year and let the younger generation compete? They even said that they would give treasures. What kind of treasures could they give?
Although they were a little shocked, the powerful figures and Great Mystical Powers in the main hall all agreed. Many young people in the nine palaces around the main hall looked excited.
This was a heaven-sent opportunity to become famous in the Primordial World!
In the corner of the main hall, Yang Jian lowered his head and pondered.
This matter was a little strange.
To him, the Dragon King's move was very much in line with his wishes. It was like the Dragon King handing him a pillow when he just wanted to sleep.
Yang Jian suddenly smiled and looked at Ao Ji. He said word by word, "I, Yang Jian, accept the Dragons' kindness. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely repay you. "
Ao Ji looked confused. He did not know what was wrong with Yang Jian. Xiao Lan looked enlightened. She smiled and did not say anything.
A few shouts came from the main table. A few mighty figures were calling their disciples and granddaughters over. The Huanglong Daoist also waved at Yang Jian and asked Yang Jian to come forward to talk.
Immediately, more than ten "young people" gathered around the main table and listened to the instructions of the mighty figures. They were all asked to go to the arena later to liven things up.
Only Xiao Lan was scolded a few times after her grandmother called her over.
"What do you look like dressed like that?"
The moment the taciturn old granny of the spiritual mountain spoke, Xiao Lan trembled nervously.
Yang Jian smiled and watched the scene from the side. "Young Master Xiao" even glared at him, his eyes filled with rebuke.
Yang Jian recalled that he was in front of his two Uncle-Masters. He hurriedly turned around and called out, "Uncle-Masters".
"Disciple-Nephew." Huang Long took out a square jade brick and stuffed it into Yang Jian's hands. "This is the Cloud Slapping Brick made by your Uncle-Master Yun Zhongzi. It is very powerful. You can play with it."
Chijing Jing also took out a colorful sword from his sleeve and handed it to Yang Jian. With a serious expression, he said, "This treasure has a strong killing power. Do not kill anyone in the Dragon Palace."
"Yes." Yang Jian did not decline. He held the sword and the treasure … brick with both hands. He did not show much joy and only thanked his Uncle-Master for giving him the treasure.
While Chijing Jing secretly praised Yang Jian's state of mind, Huang Long was extremely happy. Yang Jian treated the treasure that he gave out the same as the sword that Chijing Jing gave out. It was really rare, really rare.
Huang Long found this disciple-nephew more and more pleasing to the eye.
The sword was an acquired numinous treasure. It was extremely sharp. Chijing Jing was not as poor as Huang Long. The treasure that he took out in public would definitely not be bad. He directly gave out an acquired numinous treasure.
What was even rarer was the weapon!
The grade of the Cloud Slapping Brick was two grades lower than the treasured sword named "Demon Slayer". It was only an immortal treasure. However, when Yang Jian weighed the brick, he raised his eyebrows.
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