Primordial: Yunmeng Snake

In the ancient continent of Wushan, Pingyi, with a smile on his face, chased the goddess of Wushan among the flowers.

The two of them were talking and laughing happily, feeling very relaxed at this clear and bright moment.

While they were chatting and laughing, a piece of paper came down from the sky and landed in Wushan Mountain, and their laughter and playfulness came to an end.

The face of the Wushan Goddess was flushed, and her eyes were full of spring. She looked at the letter flying over and frowned slightly, but then she urged Pingyi with an impatient expression:

"Go away, you shameless thing. In broad daylight, you are still thinking about those stupid things."

"If a book is posted here today, why don't you leave quickly and stop getting in my way? Not only do you waste my time for cultivation, but now you are also being laughed at."

The eyes of the Wushan Goddess were filled with ripples. Her expression of laughter and anger made Pingyi feel hot. He set his eyes on the envelope and could not help frowning and said:

"I want to see who is so shameless that he doesn't know the time and takes advantage of people's love and playfulness to ruin people's good deeds!"

"But since Your Excellency left, those immortals and gods have been trying to avoid me, so how could they think of sending me the message?"

When the Goddess of Wushan saw Pingyi frowning, she couldn't help but feel a little worried and said with concern:

"His Majesty Qi Huang has left the Great Desolation. Ever since His Majesty Di Jun retired after achieving success, he has never returned to the Great Desolation."

"Now there is a letter from the Heavenly Court. I'm afraid there may be some plot? Or maybe they want you to serve in the Heavenly Court again?"

Pingyi shook his head, unable to bear to see the Wushan Goddess in such a state, and spoke to comfort her:

"It doesn't matter. Even if Your Majesty leaves, I still have some face in this ancient world."

"And His Majesty is not indifferent to us. As long as we don't take the initiative to cause trouble, we won't take his plot seriously."

"As for why you sent me this message, just take a look. If you really make me angry, I am not someone you can easily deal with."

Upon hearing this, the Goddess of Wushan nodded and felt much more relieved.

Although she knew that her husband was no ordinary man and had extremely powerful abilities, she could not help but feel a little uneasy when a sudden disturbance occurred after such a long period of peace.

After opening the letter and reading it carefully, Pingyi smiled and said to the person beside him:

"I thought it was something else, but it turned out to be a letter from the Saint of the Eight Scenery Palace, inviting me to the Thirty-three Heavens to discuss the Dao of Alchemy."

"In addition, I was also invited to participate in the Huangzhong Banquet to be held in the Heavenly Court. This is the first banquet held in the Heavenly Court, and all the saints will come."

"Maybe I can see His Majesty again at this banquet. This is a happy event, a great happy event."

Upon hearing this, the Goddess of Wushan was also very happy for Pingyi and quickly said:

"Wait here for a moment. I will go get the crown and robes that I had collected. They were given to me by His Majesty the Emperor. I must not lose face when I am about to go out."

Pingyi was smiling, with a somewhat smug look on his face, and continued to laugh:

"Come with me to Huangzhong Feast this time. If you can meet His Majesty, I might ask you to go and meet him."

"It's a good opportunity to let you see what kind of status your husband holds in the Heavenly Court and even in the entire prehistoric world, so that you don't have to worry and be frightened all day long."

"You are a delicate flower in my heart. How can I let you worry about this? Seeing you like that, I am deeply distressed."

The Goddess of Wushan blushed immediately. She didn't know how the person in front of her could say such disgusting words. It was really embarrassing.

But she just couldn't refuse. Looking at Pingyi's affectionate look in front of her, the Goddess of Wushan couldn't resist and fled to her residence in a hurry.

When he left, he still said:

"Hurry up and don't delay things. Otherwise, you will not only lose your status when you enter the heaven, but also lose face for me."

Pingyi walked slowly, watching the Goddess of Wushan running from afar. The more he watched, the bigger the smile on his face.

Only after his figure disappeared among the flowers did Pingyi chase after him with a smile on his face.

"You playboy, you made me lose face for nothing. Obviously, the strangers were waiting, but you just couldn't hold back and had to rush, right?"

Pingyi's smile widened a little, but he also deliberately forced out a look of grievance, and blamed the Wushan Goddess:

"Even though you said those words, you never refused. It's clearly the responsibility of both of us. How can you let me shoulder it alone?"

When the Goddess of Wushan heard this, the shame and anger on her face suddenly increased. The hand that was originally pinching gently now turned into a pink fist and kept falling on Pingyi like raindrops.

From time to time, he would use his hands to strangle Pingyi's neck and push his upper body.

But that anger made Pingyi smile instead. Feeling the softness that kept hitting his body, coupled with that little expression, really made Pingyi smile.

Not long after, the Goddess of Wushan also noticed Pingyi's strangeness. After her keen awareness, she helplessly sat to the other side, leaving only her back to Pingyi.

At this moment, the Goddess of Wushan was speechless. She really didn't know how to deal with this playboy. She wanted to teach him a lesson, but she couldn't bear to do it.

But if it's too light, I'm really afraid that this shameless guy will get too excited.

Verbal warnings were of no use. The stabbed thief could make people dizzy with just a few words, and even turned the serious atmosphere into flirting.

Sure enough, just when the Goddess of Wushan was feeling depressed, Pingyi slowly hugged her from behind, and his hot breath rushed into her ears, making her cheeks blush without words.

The deep voice echoed in her ears, and the Wushan Goddess's previous grievances suddenly disappeared, leaving only sweetness in her heart.

"My dear sister, please don't be angry with me anymore. I am just afraid that you will be bored on this journey, so I am just having fun with you."

"It was all my fault before. I shouldn't have let you lose face. Please forgive me this time. I won't do it again in the future."

The Wushan Goddess was delighted in her heart, but she did not show any expression on her face, and she said sarcastically:

"How can you call her a sister? She is just a lustful woman. If you really love me, why would you let others wait for you and make me lose face?"

Pingyi did not say anything to argue, but just used his body to gently make the Goddess of Wushan sway.

After repeating this several times, the Goddess of Wushan could no longer maintain her cold appearance and turned around again.

Upon seeing this, Pingyi gently kissed the Wushan Goddess' eyebrows and lips again. Soon, the two of them were in love again, as if the previous quarrel had never existed at all.

At this moment, the heavenly soldier driving the chariot from outside seemed to be oblivious to what was happening in the carriage. Ever since he received the guests, he had already closed his spiritual consciousness.

Although there is a formation blocking the carriage, it is still better for me to be sensible so as not to annoy the important person and cause trouble for no reason.

After entering the Heavenly Palace and getting off the car, Pingyi glanced at the heavenly soldier driving the car. A hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. He casually threw a golden pill to him and then turned and left.

The heavenly soldiers who obtained the golden elixir were overjoyed, because having this one pill could save them ten thousand years of hard work.

At this time in the heavenly palace, countless palace maids were walking around, the ground was decorated with lights and colorful flowers, and the flower beds were in full bloom, what a peaceful and prosperous scene.

After entering the Heavenly Palace, Pingyi immediately took the Goddess of Wushan to the Lingxiao Palace. This was the place where all the great gods gathered, so he should naturally be among them.

The two of them sat at the same table. Although the banquet had not yet begun, the palace maids had already prepared wine and snacks in advance, and the sound of stringed instruments continued, as they were worried that these immortals and gods who arrived early would be bored when they took their seats.

"Look, I've already said that the banquet is still a long way off. You and I just need to take our time. There's no need to rush."

"I think we are still a little too early. The gods haven't arrived yet. We don't know where to find anyone to socialize with."

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Pingyi looked helpless, but the Goddess of Wushan did not care at all and said:

"It's better to come earlier, so that we don't get caught up in the situation where a great god arrives first and you and I haven't arrived yet. This will inevitably make people look like we are just pretending."

Pingyi's expression became even more helpless, and he opened his mouth to remind her:

"Those who are higher in status than me will not bother with me for Your Majesty's sake, and those who are equal to me will not care about this matter either."

"As for those people of low status, why should I care what they think of me?"

"And my lady, have you ever thought that your husband is also one of the rare great gods in the world? We are here so early, what will you do to those lesser gods?"

The Goddess of Wushan was stunned when she heard this, and immediately chuckled:

"You are so good, Pingyi. I am punctual, and it would be fine if you didn't praise me, but you blame me instead?"

Pingyi shook his head and said with a smile:

"You and I are husband and wife, so how can I blame you? But I don't know what those little gods and fairies who came later think of them."

Just when the Goddess of Wushan was about to refute, she saw several gods coming from the distance. When they saw Pingyi, they paused in their steps.

After taking their seats, everyone stood up straight, not daring to slack off in the slightest for fear of losing their manners.

As for coming to pay a visit, they naturally never thought about it. The gap in status and position was too big, and taking the initiative to pay a visit would only make people dislike them.

Seeing their quail-like appearance, it was not until this moment that the Goddess of Wushan realized that her husband seemed to be really extraordinary.

Looking around the hall, the Goddess of Wushan realized that she was already in the front row.

But now she was already seated and there was no way she could go out, so she turned around and glared at Pingyi, as if blaming him for not saying it earlier.

However, Pingyi was not at all concerned about this, until the sound of singing and shouting came from the hall and famous gods arrived one after another, and the attention on Pingyi gradually faded away.

These famous gods would often greet Pingyi when passing by, but Pingyi remained calm.

The Goddess of Wushan standing by was a little nervous, but seeing her man so majestic, she also felt a little complacent.

Not until all the gods and the Haotian Yaochi had arrived did the four emperors enter the banquet together in response to the ringing of the bell before the meeting began.

As for the saints, they did not come at all this time, but just asked the boys under their tutelage to send some gifts as a token of congratulations.

The few empty seats on the platform also indicate the attitudes of the saints towards the prehistoric world, or in other words, their attitudes towards the heaven.

As for the four emperors who appeared last, they also made the gods who didn't know much about the heaven feel strange.

However, Haotian, who was sitting on the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, seemed to be unaware of the atmosphere at the moment, and looked fascinated by the singing and dancing.

Seeing this, many innate saints could only pretend not to notice and concentrate on enjoying the wine and food in front of them.

However, since it is the Huang Zhong Banquet, the highlight is naturally Huang Zhongli, who represents the top spiritual roots in the world.

As the banquet reached its climax, Haotian and Yaochi slowly stood up, tapped their jade rings lightly, and bestowed spiritual fruits and delicacies upon the many innate gods in the Lingxiao Palace.

As for those people in the lead, including Pingyi, they just had different statuses, and the amounts they were given were also different.

There are three yellow plums representing several positions of saints, and two plums for lower ones such as Queen Mother of the West and God of Ji.

The rest are like Pingyi and Luwu. There is only one yellow plum on the table, while the rest of the innate sacred ones have other spiritual fruits.

However, according to some interested parties, Heaven intends to divide the origin of Huangzhongli. Although this will reduce its quality, it will also increase its production so that as many immortals as possible can taste it.

The Goddess of Wushan quietly looked at the fruit in front of her. On the exquisitely carved table, a piece of brocade was gently spread out, and in the center of the brocade, a yellow plum was quietly placed.

Its color is warm, as if condensing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, emitting a soft halo, as if silently telling its extraordinary origin.

Pingyi gently pushed Huang Zhongli towards the Goddess of Wushan and said with a smile:

"This thing is very beneficial to spiritual practice. It is most effective for beginners. You can eat it and save yourself a lot of hard work."

The Goddess of Wushan shook her head slightly, pushed Huang Zhongli towards Pingyi again, and said softly:

"This thing is precious, it's better for you to eat it. With my level of cultivation, it would be a waste if I can't refine it completely after eating it."

Pingyi didn't care about it at all.

"Why do you have to think about these things? For me, this thing is just to satisfy my appetite. It makes no difference whether I eat it or not."

"Giving it to you would save you a lot of effort. How about considering it as compensation for delaying your practice?"

"This way you don't have to worry about the time. You should know that you and I are looking at the road with a smile, and we can see that time is nothing but a pastime."

The Goddess of Wushan saw that Pingyi was indeed sincere, so she hesitated for a moment before eating the fruit in small bites. (End of this chapter)