By nightfall, the seventy-two Fort Masters had all arrived at Brass Gong Fort, one after the other.
The little demons of Brass Gong Fort began to set up braziers to illuminate the area where the Bejeweled Nectar Conclave was about to be held.
Long tables were neatly arranged, with over seventy seats arranged in a 'concave' shape on three sides. There was a single seat placed in the gap of the 'concave' shape. It was obviously the seat of the Master of Brass Gong Fort, Niu Daneng. Today, he was the host, so he sat at the head of the table.
Miao Yi wandered around with his hands behind his back, watching the bustle. He saw little demons coming and going, placing all kinds of wine, meat, and fruits on each of the long tables. A group of seductive vixens, dressed in light clothing, were carrying out the final rehearsal of their dance.
By nightfall, the luminous moon hung in the sky, and the gong within the fort rang out with a loud clang.
"Haha …" A burst of laughter and footsteps came from within the abode.
The seventy-two Fort Masters were valiant and high-spirited. With Zhu Daneng as their leader, each and every one of them happily walked out to attend the banquet.
Under the bright moon and stars, on the fiery banquet grounds, the demons laughed and chatted as they took their seats.
Zhu Daneng didn't neglect Miao Yi too much. He specially set up an extra seat at the banquet, and had someone invite Miao Yi to take a seat.
After everyone had taken their seats, the short and stocky Fort Master Zhu Daneng raised his hands and pressed down on the head of the table. The little demons immediately stopped moving, and the scene was silent.
"Brothers, let's begin!"
Zhu Daneng waved his hands, and slammed them on the long table.
The Fort Masters also shook their heads, each of them looking like they were in a trance.
Miao Yi was a little baffled. Suddenly, he saw a blue light appear on the Fort Masters' foreheads. In an instant, transcendence energy surged and fluctuated on the entire plain. The demonic aura they emitted was even more turbulent, and he could see a thin layer of black mist gathering above them. The scene of the seventy-two Fort Masters displaying their demonic arts at the same time was a little shocking.
Before Miao Yi could react to what was happening, he suddenly felt a tremor beneath his feet. He quickly turned his head around vigilantly.
He saw that the entire plain was rumbling and trembling slowly rising up. Amidst the smoke and dust that pervaded the surroundings, the place where everyone stood was like a quickly constructed high platform. Under the combined efforts of the demons' demonic arts, it gradually rose higher and higher.
It wasn't until the entire high platform was over thirty meters above the ground that the rumbling tremors gradually subsided.
The demonic beasts also withdrew their magic power. They looked at each other and laughed. The group of demonic beasts was very arrogant and looked like they were very happy.
Miao Yi also chuckled along with them. His smile was a little strange, as he didn't know what these demons were up to.
Looking around again, the smoke and dust slowly dispersed in the cool breeze. The high platform that had risen from the ground had already become the highest position in the entire Brass Gong Fort. It stood towering on the mountaintop, and no matter how high it was, it was able to take in the entire view of the undulating mountain range under the curtain of the night.
The cool breeze, the bright moon, the starry sky, the trees and the green sea bathed in the moonlight, giving off a strange luster. Fireflies fluttered in the air, accompanied by fine wine and delicacies, the singers and dancers showing off, calling friends to enjoy it together. It was truly a dream-like night.
Even Miao Yi himself felt a little refreshed by this scene. He understood a little why the demons had to join hands to invoke their arts and erect a high platform. It was really for the sake of having fun, and it felt a little like they were climbing high to grab the moon.
The sound of singing and dancing could be heard.
In the center of the high platform, a group of foxes with their breasts half exposed, their waists and legs completely uncovered, were already performing a soul-stirring dance.
Their breasts wriggled and their buttocks waved, charming and enchanting, unscrupulous and full of a bewitching aura. However, he had to admit that they were indeed beautiful.
The sky was high and the earth was high, and the night was dark. The demons were reckless. How many human cultivators could see such a scene in the vast Sea of Constellations, let alone blend in with the demons? Miao Yi, who was extremely daring, could be considered one of a kind.
There were some different sceneries that could only be seen by those who were bold and dared to take risks. The so-called limitless scenery on a dangerous peak was nothing more than this.
Even if he didn't gain anything from this trip, Miao Yi could still consider it a worthwhile trip.
"Good!" One of the Fort Masters who was watching the erotic dance clapped his hands and raised his wine cup towards Zhu Daneng. Both sides raised their cups and drank together.
Quite a few Fort Masters who were dressed strangely could not take their eyes off the dance, swaying their heads along with the dancing foxes, enjoying the show with great interest.
Unfortunately, Miao Yi wasn't in the mood.
Those who were not of the same race were bound to have different intentions. At this moment, it was most suitable to be used on him. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he had ulterior motives.
He looked left and right, searching for an opportunity. After his gaze flickered for a while, a resolute look flashed across his eyes.
He decided to take a gamble. If he didn't make a move now, once the Bejeweled Nectar Conclave ended and everyone left, it would be too late for him to make a move. Tonight was definitely his last chance.
He slowly lowered one of his palms from the long table to the bottom of the table. The little ones in the storage ring strolled out one by one. Using the long table as a cover, they quietly crawled under the long tables in the surroundings one after another...
After the meticulously choreographed song and dance came to an end, Zhu Daneng waved his hand. The dancers faced the crowd and bowed gracefully, slowly retreating to the perimeter of the venue to await further orders.
"Everyone! A beautiful scene on a fine day, a fine day like a dream. This is the perfect time to toast to the moon and enjoy the bejeweled nectar together. Today will determine who can come out on top with their fine wine! "
As soon as Zhu Daneng's impassioned words left his mouth, the crowd of demons cheered loudly. Many of them even rubbed their palms together, looking as though they were about to fight.
Miao Yi was secretly shocked. If they could behave like this while tasting wine, if his sneak attack failed, would he be beaten to a pulp by this group of old demons?
"Everyone, I wonder which house shall we start with?" Zhu Daneng looked around and asked in a loud voice.
Someone immediately took out a jar of wine from his storage ring, stood up and said loudly, "I will not pass on this responsibility!"
'Bang!' Immediately, another Fort Master slammed the table and stood up, similarly taking out a jar of wine, competing with him, "Let's start with me!"
"It was brewed three hundred years ago, and has been stored until now. Don't you all want to taste it first?"
"What a joke! The four-hundred-year-old wine is here! "
The crowd began to argue. They were all afraid that their taste buds would be hit by someone else's wine first, falling behind and affecting the judges and suffering a loss.
Miao Yi looked left and right, thinking that if they fought to the death over a drink, it would be fun for him to take advantage of it.
He was overthinking things. Every Bejeweled Nectar Conclave would be like this, and it would be settled according to the old rules.
Seeing that things were about to get out of hand, the old rule of drawing lots to settle the issues first was brought out again.
Naturally, some people were happy with this method, and some were worried. There would always be an order, and it was impossible to drink all the wines together.
Those who drew first laughed heartily, while those who drew later had a dark expression.
One of the Fort Masters, who was pleased with himself, flung his cloak and stood up. Holding a small jar of fine wine in his palm, he said loudly, "Five-hundred-year-old Blood Grape, eight-hundred-year-old Baby Ginseng, two-thousand-year-old Heartless Fruit, and one-hundred-and-fifty-year-old Hidden Cave Recipe. This bejeweled nectar is specially brewed with all of you brothers and sisters!"
Everyone immediately took out one of the seventy-two small jade cups that were arranged neatly on the table, and placed it in front of the table.
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