I inherited my husband's divine position

Chapter 876 Birthday Banquet

The Yang Meridian ceasefire was to guard against the demon race lurking in the shadows, intending to eliminate the threat from other races before dealing with the grudges of their own.

In terms of overall combat strength, the Yang Meridian is still far superior to the Yin Meridian. The latter is able to entangle with the former entirely because of the presence of a Night Wanderer throughout the entire process, as well as the support of Mi Feixue, who can be described as a bug.

Therefore, compared to yang meridians, yin meridians require more time to develop and grow.

Shang Zhongsheng wasn't blind to these truths. When he talked about taking the opportunity to attack the Yang Meridian, he used the term "severely damaged," not "conquered." This "severely damaged" also had a prerequisite: bringing Yong Mengxiang into the fray, making Mi Feixue the main attacker, and changing the rules of the battlefield.

Mi Feixue refused, saying that all of this was just a joke.

After the nine major forces of Brahma Heaven collectively agreed to a truce, the other forces of the Yin Meridian also gradually followed suit and made corresponding adjustments, assigning manpower to manage the battlefield crossings, just like the Yang Meridian.

The decision on the ceasefire was made quickly, almost without much time. However, there was a great deal of disagreement on the arrangement of forces to control the battlefield crossings, as everyone wanted the job.

It has to be said that this is very characteristic of Yin meridians; they never let go of any benefit.

Even after the overt and covert attempts at cultural transformation in Yongmeng Township over the years, it is still impossible to wash away what has been ingrained in their bones for thousands of years.

When Mi Bayue heard about this, the matter had already been resolved by Mi Feixue, so it could be treated as a lighthearted anecdote.

I heard that the major powers were arguing fiercely at the time. When the Marquis Celestial Venerables got together to fight for a share of the pie, they were no better off than ordinary people, especially those who knew each other. For example, Yin Sang and Gongyi Tianba couldn't stand each other. When the former got angry, he didn't care about the occasion or the face of the Celestial Venerables. He pointed at Gongyi Tianba's nose and cursed him. Another basket of his dark history was thrown out for everyone to watch.

How did Mi Feixue finally resolve the issue?

With everyone's abilities roughly equal and none willing to concede to the others, she took out the exam papers from the Night Tour Academy and distributed them.

The various Celestial Venerables immediately changed color, their expressions strange and indescribable: "..."

I heard that the movie star, who was used to watching the spectacle, burst out laughing on the spot and praised Mi Feixue's skillful tactics.

Mi Bayue laughed after hearing the story, imagining the psychological trauma the Celestial Venerables must have felt, probably because they had a deep impression of the Night Tour Academy before even visiting it in person.

With the ferry crossing controlled by various parties and personally overseen by the two lineages, the matter was completed swiftly with almost no disturbance to outsiders.

Two months passed peacefully, with all factions continuing to train their disciples diligently, but without mobilizing any troops for battle.

Only then did the many spiritual masters realize: They're not fighting anymore?

As a spiritual master who had a premonition when he learned about the control of the ferry crossing, Wu Daoming's premonition was finally confirmed at this moment: it was just as he expected.

His eyes were downcast, and he looked somewhat sad.

Could it be that he was truly destined to be without the right magical artifact?

I can't just let go of the anger I've held in for two months.

Wu Daoming decided to go to the holy land to relax.

He was unlucky to run into the people from Xunxiangju. To make matters worse, he had been in seclusion for two months, and Elder Huang's faction still had no intention of letting him go.

Wu Daoming didn't want to get entangled with the other party and planned to escape from the Holy Spirit Pillar, but he 'accidentally' entered the Ghost Ship.

I'm a professional at capturing (recruiting) enemy elites! — Ghost Ship

Three years later.

The Canglan Continent.

Beiyuan City Si Yefu.

The lanterns lit early in the morning and the red ribbons hanging from the beams and pillars all foreshadowed a joyous occasion today.

"What happy event is it?" the unsuspecting people couldn't help but ask those around them.

Most of the people asked didn't know either, so they went on to ask others.

Not long after, they actually found out, "I heard it's related to His Highness the Divine Child."

"Is it related to His Highness? Has His Highness broken through to a higher level, or is he going to inherit the position of Lord of the Manor?"

"I've never heard of His Highness celebrating a breakthrough. The current Lord of the Manor is still young. Even if someone is to be replaced, it shouldn't be His Highness."

"No need to guess, I learned from my cousin's house that His Highness has come of age and a banquet is being held."

The news of the wedding banquet is the most credible, as it comes from the Du residence, which is the home of Du Xingzhi, a member of the young night-roaming team accompanying Mi Feixue.

Even though the reason was known, most people still found it strange: His Highness had never held a birthday banquet in previous years, so why was it held this time? There must be some special reason, right?

As local dignitaries arrived at the Siye Mansion, most of the people emerging from their carriages were familiar faces to the people of Beiyuan City. News of Mi Feixue's birthday banquet spread far and wide, and more and more people gathered around the Siye Mansion, causing congestion on the roads that had been repaired and widened in recent years, preventing later carriages from entering.

Upon discovering this, the clans that had arrived by horse-drawn carriage did not drive away the people, but instead abandoned their carriages and walked.

Someone among the crowd shouted, "Young Master Liu, is today really His Highness's birthday banquet?"

When asked, Liu Changyuan, preparing to find the person who had shouted, turned his head and said, "That's right." After receiving a definite answer from him, the crowd gathered there erupted in commotion.

Immediately afterwards, someone called out to the guards at the gate of the Siye Mansion, "Miss, I have some things I'd like to give to His Highness as a birthday gift, is that alright?"

The guard looked troubled; there was no instruction from above that gifts from the common people could be accepted, and she couldn't make the decision for Mi Feixue.

"I'm not here to witness the ceremony; I simply wish to offer my blessings to His Highness. This gift is nothing special; it's just some small trinkets I made myself," the man continued.

Following him, one after another from the crowd shouted that they wanted to give gifts.

Most of these people were street vendors in the city, or they had just bought things at a shop and packed up their stalls after noticing the commotion at the Siye Mansion, or they came here with their purchases and happened to have something to give away.

As they said, the gifts they wanted to give Mi Feixue were by no means valuable to her; many were even inexpensive. But what mattered was the sentiment behind it—their heartfelt congratulations to Mi Feixue.

The people's reaction shows the friendly relationship between the people of Beiyuan City and the Siye Mansion, and their admiration for the Siye Mansion is more than their awe.

Those who had nothing on them looked regretful and disappointed. Some even shouted for the guards to wait before turning around and running home, clearly wanting to retrieve their gifts.

Seeing the scene getting more and more heated, the guards found it even harder to refuse.

At that moment, the Night Steward appeared outside the door.

Dressed in a gray robe, with half-white hair, the Night Steward, who appeared to be a rather serious and reliable middle-aged man, was familiar to the other members of the Night Steward's Mansion, but unfamiliar to most of the people of Beiyuan City.

However, he won the favor of the people as soon as he spoke, because he came to convey Mi Feixue's message and accepted the people's goodwill.

The people spontaneously lined up to hand their gifts to the Night Steward, who took them with both hands and put them into his sleeves, and the large box immediately disappeared.

The person giving the gift wasn't surprised at all.

The Ruyi Pouch, a magical storage device, was no secret in Beiyuan City; even a three-year-old knew about it.

However, he was wrong. The Night Steward didn't need the Ruyi Pouch to collect things, and its space was far greater than that of the Ruyi Pouch.

"Please come in, guest."

The commoners, who had just finished presenting their gifts and were about to leave, were stunned upon hearing this. They were first pleasantly surprised, then conflicted. They waved their hands at Steward Ye and said, "No, no, I really just wanted to give a token of my appreciation. If you make an exception for me, I'm afraid the whole city will come, which would only cause trouble for the Siye Mansion and disturb His Highness's birthday banquet!"

He spoke sincerely, and the Night Steward's serious expression softened a bit. He said, "It's alright. Even if the entire city's inhabitants come to the banquet, the manor can accommodate them all."

While the man was still hesitating in surprise, Liu Changyuan walked over and said, "These words may not be credible if spoken by someone else in the Siye Manor, but if Chief Steward Ye says them, they are absolutely true. Go in directly and don't waste your time here."

Liu Changyuan was a well-known Night Watchman in the city. Even he praised this "Night Steward" so highly. Only then did the people realize how powerful this person was. They thanked him repeatedly and entered the Night Watchman's Mansion with joyful faces.

The people behind were equally overjoyed, and some even used sound transmission talismans to notify their relatives and friends.

Yes.

Some men and women who looked like ordinary merchants or farmers were able to easily use communication talismans to send messages, and their wealth, displayed without their knowledge, was enough to astound the people of Lingzhou.

Inside the Night Watchman's Mansion.

The first person to bring a gift hadn't walked far before seeing the chubby boy with a happy smile.

Little Fatty handed out wedding candies and enthusiastically exclaimed, "Welcome, welcome! It's a joyous occasion!"

The man said, "I have no other return gift."

Little Fatty smiled so hard his eyes were almost closed, and stuffed the wedding candy into his hand, saying, "You're too kind, you're too kind. The fact that our guests came is the greatest return gift."

Little Fatty is never this easy to talk to before, could there be some kind of trap?

The man was cautious, but then he noticed the festive atmosphere around him. Remembering that this was His Highness's birthday gift, he suddenly felt relieved and understood why the little fat boy was acting strangely.

Her Highness is a child favored by the gods, so her birthday banquet is naturally a joyous occasion for the whole nation.

Even if Little Fatty is cunning by nature, he wouldn't act recklessly at a time like this.

Sure enough, the people who came in later all received Little Fatty's wedding candy.

Despite the increasing number of people entering, far exceeding the capacity of the Siye Mansion, surprisingly, no one felt crowded, and everyone had their own space to stand.

This is one of the Night Steward's newly developed abilities: the Thousand-Layer Palace.

In Mi Bayue's words, it's actually the application of layered space.

Inspired by the time cycle of the Demon Lord [Sui], she guided the Night Steward to integrate and stack the Ziling Mansion like a high-rise building, which is imperceptible to human eyes or spiritual senses. People seem to be in one courtyard space, but in fact they have entered multiple spaces, only the Night Steward controls the perspective to a horizontal plane.

This spiritual power could be used after the Night Steward divided it into a hundred sub-spirit houses. However, it was not used skillfully in the early stages. People or monsters that were tested on it often felt like they were in a maze, getting lost in the various houses, sometimes falling, sometimes rolling, sometimes flying. In short, the experience was very bad. It was only a year ago that the Night Steward fully mastered it. Since then, it has continued to improve, and this spiritual power has also been introduced in the Book of Good and Evil.

With the support of the Night Steward, this seemingly small Night Palace could accommodate a hundred times more people than it normally would.

Life is vibrant, and everyone can find someone to talk to, whether it's a human, a monster, or even a demon.