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Yun Fei Yang was frustrated. He wasn't a three-year-old, and yet his father kept making a move in front of everyone. He wasn't giving him any face at all.
After the father and son duo sat down, the South Pole Patriarch clasped his palms together and spread his arms wide. Transcendence energy surged through the hall.
Everyone looked down at their feet and felt the ground beneath them trembling. They saw the tables surrounding them slowly rising.
When the crystalline ice rose to a height of three zhang, it stopped. The center of the hall seemed to have sunk in.
The benefit of this was obvious. They could see what was going to happen among the ice sculptures in the hall. If they were looking at the same level, they wouldn't be able to see anything with the ice sculptures blocking their view.
The South Pole Patriarch turned to look at his own table, as if asking who would go first.
The South Pole Patriarch and the Four Constellation Sea Hosts shook their heads. At their level, why would they fight over something like this with a bunch of juniors? To put it bluntly, the Six Sages might even need to spend money to buy this' ice face '. If they wanted it, they could just ask the South Pole Patriarch. As long as they didn't ask for too much, the South Pole Patriarch wouldn't refuse.
The South Pole Patriarch then looked at the eight Supreme Yao Kings. They shook their heads as well. They were all Golden Lotus experts. They didn't want to fight over something like this with a bunch of juniors.
The South Pole Patriarch knew they wouldn't go first, so he was just showing his respect. His gaze naturally moved to the next table, which was the table where Yun Guang and his son were seated. He extended his hand and smiled, "This table will go first. Everyone, please decide who you want!"
He then returned to his seat and sat down between the South Pole Patriarch and the Eastern Host Xiong Wei with a smile. This thing looked better than finding a few foxes to dance with.
Yun Fei Yang immediately became excited. He swept his gaze across the others at his table, but when he saw his own father glaring at him, he immediately withered.
Hei Yun and his son were sitting at the same table as him. They didn't dare to fight for it with the Four Constellation Sea Hosts or the eight Supreme Yao Kings, so Hei Yun and Yun Guang went first. As a result, both sides ended up squeezing into the same table.
However, Yun Guang and Hei Yun clearly wouldn't fight for this spot with a junior. They both raised their cups in silence.
Hei Wuya was a gentleman. He extended his hand and said, "Since Brother Yun wants to fight for this spot, please go first!"
Yun Guang didn't even have time to stop him. Yun Fei Yang dashed out with his hands on his hips, looking up at the sky and laughing maniacally. It was as if he was the first one to appear.
Sipping on his wine, Miao Yi turned his head and shook his head. 'This fool, your father has already made it so clear.' You didn't let others test the waters first, but instead jumped out to gain experience for others. No wonder your father always beat you up. If I were you, your father would definitely beat you to death!
The Lady Boss raised her hand and rubbed her forehead again. She rested her elbow on the table and could not bear to look at Yun Guang again. It was a shame to have such a brother. She had to ask Yun Guang what he did for a living. Why did he always bring this bastard of a son out to embarrass himself? They deserved to be beaten to death!
Hei Yun, who was sitting at the same table, raised his cup towards Yun Guang, whose face was twitching, and teased, "Your son really has the unparalleled demeanor of your ancestor!"
How was that a compliment? She was scolding Yun Aotian as well. However, Hei Yun did not learn his lesson. He was simply looking for provocation.
Yun Guang turned around and sneered. He raised his cup and replied, "My son is a bit of a bastard, but at least he's my biological son, unlike a certain someone."
Hei Yun's voice instantly turned sharp. "Who are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about the person with the ulterior motive!" Yun Guang sneered.
"Both of you!" The South Pole Old Ancestor smiled and raised his cup, as though reminding them, 'This is my birthday, so give me some face.'
The Four Constellations Hosts swept their cold gazes over as well. Yun Guang and Hei Yun's hearts thumped, and they quickly shut their mouths. These four old fellows had fought head-on against their father's generation before, and were infamous for their fierceness!
Yun Fei Yang had already jumped down from the height of thirty feet and walked toward the group of ice sculptures with large strides. Just as he got closer … As he got closer, ten ice spirits suddenly emerged from the ice sculptures. As they danced, they grabbed his hand and dragged him into the group of ice sculptures.
Over a hundred ice sculptures were arranged in five circles, leaving an empty space in the middle. Yun Fei Yang was led inside and stood at the very center.
The South Pole Old Ancestor chuckled and said, "Young Yun. When the judge below says to begin, you may begin. "
Yun Fei Yang cupped his fists at him, indicating that he understood.
The ten gentle ice spirits surrounded Yun Fei Yang in a circle, then danced around and let out bell-like giggles. At the same time, they breathed out white mist towards Yun Fei Yang.
In the blink of an eye, Yun Fei Yang and the ten ice spirits were engulfed by the white mist. Gradually, the entire group of ice sculptures was shrouded in mist as well. The mist was too thick. Even if the people outside opened their transcendence vision, they wouldn't be able to see anything clearly. Some people cast their transcendence energy to investigate from afar, but they discovered that the mist had the effect of obstructing their transcendence energy.
Yun Fei Yang couldn't even see his own fingers in front of him. He quickly invoked his transcendence energy to investigate his surroundings, but all he could hear was the bell-like giggles of the ice spirits and the dancing of the ice spirits. There was no way he could tell which was real and which was fake.
Yun Fei Yang looked around in confusion, grimacing in pain. He knew that there was something strange about the mist these ice spirits were spewing. It could refract sound, and the surging movements could even mimic the movements of the ice spirits. It could create auditory hallucinations, and it could even obstruct the detection of transcendence energy.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh …
The mist suddenly turned into a hundred strands and shrank into the hundred ice sculptures. The scene instantly became clear, and the ten ice spirits disappeared. Only Yun Fei Yang was looking around in confusion.
Yun Guang, who was sitting at the banquet and watching the scene, had a dark expression on his face. He knew that his son was dumbfounded.
Everyone saw Yun Fei Yang wandering around the hundred ice sculptures, looking left and right. He even extended his hand to touch and cast his transcendence energy to investigate. However, even after touching all of them, he didn't find any clues. He didn't think about it. It was easy for the ice spirits to pretend to be ice. Since the South Pole Ancestor had the confidence to make a fool of himself, it definitely wouldn't be that easy to see through.
There was only one chance! If he made a mistake, he would have to wait for the next round! Yun Fei Yang was very hesitant. He didn't know which ice sculpture to pick.
The group of people above were impatient. A group of young people from the same generation as Yun Fei Yang were hissing.
Bai Ziliang shouted from above, "Yun Fei Yang, how long do you want us to wait? If we wait any longer, I'm afraid the Ancestor will even have to celebrate his 300,000-year birthday!"
The group of people roared with laughter. Even the South Pole Ancestor couldn't help but chuckle. This was a good joke. He was wishing that he could live for another 100,000 years.
Yun Fei Yang, who had flown into a rage out of humiliation, pointed at Bai Ziliang and scolded, "Little bastard, do you think you have the right to speak?"
Bai Ziliang stood up abruptly when he heard this. His face was flushed red. Those who knew the truth knew that it was because his identity as a 'bastard' was not recognized by the Realm of Ten Thousand Demons. This was equivalent to poking at his sore spot.
Ji Meimei's face instantly paled.
At this moment, her brother, Ji Detian, who was sitting at the same table as her, suddenly spoke. "Ziliang, sit down. What's the point of bickering with an idiot like him? It's beneath your dignity!"
Bai Ziliang was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that his uncle, who usually didn't like him, would actually speak up for him. He immediately cupped his fists and said, "Yes. Uncle! "
Ji Meimei, on the other hand, looked at her brother gratefully.
Ji Detian didn't want to speak up for Bai Ziliang either. However, this was in front of outsiders, and he had to protect the Realm of Ten Thousand Demons' reputation.
Yun Guang was furious. He raised his finger and said, "Who are you calling an idiot?"
Ji Detian turned around and said rudely, "I'm calling whoever's son is an idiot! Yun Guang, why are you in such a hurry? "
Hei Yun immediately chuckled.
The South Pole Ancestor's expression turned ugly. These juniors of the Six Sages were causing a ruckus at his birthday banquet. They were simply looking down on him.
"Lie Huan!" Suddenly, someone calmly called out, his voice echoing throughout the hall.
Everyone was shocked. They immediately turned to look at the green-haired old man who had spoken. It was the Western Constellation Master, Fu Qing.
A burly man stood up from one of the tables and said, "Present!"
This man was dressed in a fiery-red robe and had a fiery-red cape on his shoulders. He had crimson hair and a crimson beard. His thick crimson eyebrows were raised high, and his eyes were so bright that it seemed as though two flames were dancing in them. Fu Qing had already called out his name. It was none other than Supreme Yao Lord Lie Huan!
Fu Qing calmly said, "I didn't prepare anything good as a birthday gift, so I'll just keep an eye on Master. Lie Huan, if anyone dares to cause trouble again, I'll have their heads cut off as a birthday gift! "
"Understood!" Lie Huan cupped his fists and accepted the order. A pair of fiery eyes instantly swept across the entire hall, brimming with a murderous aura. In the end, his gaze fell on Yun Guang and Ji Detian.
Not only did the two of them shut up, even Hei Yun didn't dare to laugh. Back in the Western Constellations Palace, he was almost killed by Lie Huan. Since Fu Qing had already spoken, no one expected Supreme Yao Lord Lie Huan to go easy on them.
Lie Huan? Supreme Yao Lord Lie Huan? Miao Yi was shocked. He immediately transmitted a message to the carpenter, "This person is Supreme Yao Lord Lie Huan?"
"That's right! Back then, this person was the one who fought against Ghost Sage Situ Xiao and managed to escape unscathed. His fire-controlling arts are the bane of Ghost cultivators. Eh? If I remember correctly, you seem to be cultivating a fire-type cultivation art as well? "the carpenter asked.
"How can I compare to him? What cultivation does he have? What cultivation do I have?!" Miao Yi gave a perfunctory reply, then changed the topic, "How long does that guy down there plan to dawdle? If this goes on, we'll have to wait until the South Pole Patriarch's three-hundred-thousandth birthday to distribute all the Ice Faces."
Since even his own father was intimidated, Yun Fei Yang naturally didn't dare to continue arguing with Bai Ziliang. Scratching his head, he paced back and forth between the hundred ice sculptures, hesitating.
Everyone was getting impatient from waiting. Yun Fei Yang wasn't a beautiful woman, so they decided to just drink and chat and ignore him.
The South Pole Patriarch was speechless as he looked down. It was supposed to be a joyous occasion, but now the guy down there had turned it into something extremely boring. Not to mention, there wasn't even a time limit.
Hei Yun sighed, "Yun Guang, why is your son strolling around? It's not like those ice sculptures are stunning beauties. What's so interesting about them? Brother, I beg of you. Please hurry up your son. If this goes on, even the cultivators will fall asleep. Even if they don't, they'll all leave anyway. I say, don't tell me your son is thinking of using this method to force everyone to leave so he'll be the only one left to play? "
Yun Guang couldn't bear to watch any longer. Seeing that his son was about to ruin the banquet, he immediately slammed the table and stood up. Pointing at the crowd below, he bellowed, "You little brat! What are you dawdling for?"
Yun Fei Yang was startled. This was a sign that he was about to get beaten up. How could he dare to delay any longer? He turned around and threw a punch at one of the ice sculptures beside him.
Bang! An ice spirit emerged from the shattered ice sculpture and bowed to Yun Fei Yang.
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