Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

Chapter 901

The deathly silent hall made her feel confused and uneasy. A banquet was clearly being held, so why was there no sound? However, the situation was critical at the moment, so she had no time to investigate. She came to the middle of the hall and flashed twice more, finally appearing next to the seat of the Immortal Venerable.

Now that she was here, she had to be conscious when asking for protection. Sang Yue was quite tactful and snatched the jade pot from the waiter, and pushed the person aside.

Just at this moment, a hand reached out from the side and handed over an empty cup.

She was skilled and decisive, her movements were smooth, she lifted the pot with both hands and reverently filled the empty cup. Then she looked up, and looked into a pair of silent and cold eyes with great precision, she immediately bent her eyes and smiled:
"My humble servant is late, Your Majesty, please forgive me."

She was so excited about escaping that she didn't have the energy to pay attention to the gazes of others in the hall. She also didn't have time to explain, because he would soon know the reason why she did this.

The Immortal Venerable glanced at her, raised the wine cup to his lips and said coldly:
"Be courteous for nothing..."

He was interrupted by a whoosh before he could finish his words. A gust of wind carrying pressure came and stopped in the hall. Sang Yue could see the other person's appearance clearly. Just like the impression he left at the beach, he was always precious.

He is about twenty years old, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. His prominent facial features give him a sharp and handsome look, what is commonly known as a handsome guy with a thick complexion.

He also had half-tied hair, and a golden crown inlaid with jade made people see the jewels from a distance, dazzling and eye-catching. He was wearing a light gold embroidered brocade robe, which made him look even more handsome, with a straight posture and elegant temperament, standing in the hall like a jade tree.

He was very relaxed and saluted calmly, saying:
"Yun Changsheng pays homage to the Immortal Lord."

His voice was clear and gentle, with a hint of distance in his eagerness. Even as he bowed, he still sounded extremely dignified.

"What a rare guest," the Immortal Venerable took a sip of wine, then put down the cup, smiled, and opened his thin lips slightly, "What brings Master Chang Sheng to my Yuchen Palace? What can I do for you?"

His tone was always gentle, but there was a hint of inhumanity in that casual tone.

"Don't blame me, Your Majesty." At this moment, Yun Changsheng unconsciously suppressed his sharpness and said respectfully, "Today, Changsheng passed by the Infinite Sea and accidentally met an old friend. I was so surprised that I lost my composure. I didn't mean to break into the palace."

"Oh? An old friend?" The Immortal Venerable glanced at the waitress beside him with interest, "Sir, are you referring to the waitress beside me?"

"Yes," Yun Changsheng glanced at Sang Yue with a smile in his eyes, but seeing that she didn't even raise her head and knelt respectfully and honestly on the side, his eyes dimmed slightly, "I wonder if Your Majesty can grant me a small request?"

"Tell me about it." The Immortal Lord smiled calmly, appearing to be encouraging, but actually waiting for the other party to speak wildly.

When nothing happens, he just says “I am Chang Sheng”, high and mighty, and everyone keeps their distance from him; when something happens, he just says “I am the junior”, and everyone has to give way to him.

The identity can be changed easily.

"Wan..." Yun Changsheng was about to say this when he remembered the information his subordinates had found out before. She was no longer called Wanwan, but was named after her surname. "Fairy Sangsang is an old friend of mine after all. We have known each other for a while, and Changsheng really can't bear to see her serving him.

I hope Your Majesty will have mercy on her and allow her to go back with Chang Sheng to find another immortal residence and practice cultivation with all her heart."

She shouldn't be so servile, she should be as noble and proud as before.

It is true that out of sight, out of mind.

Before, I only heard subordinates mention that she was a servant in Yuchen Palace, and I thought it was normal at that time. She was a newly promoted fairy who was less than a hundred years old, and it was a blessing for her to be a slave in the Immortal Palace.

Others beg for it but it doesn’t come. But when I saw it with my own eyes, I felt so uncomfortable that I couldn’t stand it for even a moment.

After the words fell, the whole hall fell silent, with only the sound of someone pouring wine in a calm and orderly manner. Everyone in the hall looked towards the main seat at the same time... As the person involved, the immortal servant next to him turned a deaf ear to the conversation in the hall.

It was as if the person the other person was chatting with was not her, she was just a dedicated and insignificant little fairy servant~.

"Shiqin," the Immortal Venerable said as he drank the wine she poured for him, "People are talking about you. Give me a definite answer whether you will go with him or not."

"Hmm?" Being called by her own master, Sang Yue could no longer stay out of the matter. She could only look up at the noble young man in the hall with a blank expression. In his expectant gaze, she showed a face full of ignorance, "What are you talking about, young master?

I don't know you, and I was saved by Your Majesty from the Sky Whirlpool. I cannot repay your life-saving grace, and it is not too much to pledge my life, let alone just being a slave and serving?"

But if you betray someone's kindness, you will be cursed.

He stood up and bowed to the nobleman in the hall, saying gratefully:
"I have been in Yuchen Palace since I woke up. I have been practicing in seclusion for many years and have regarded this place as my home in the fairyland. So I appreciate your kindness, but I am sorry that I cannot obey your order."

"Wanwan!" Seeing that she actually refused, Yun Changsheng couldn't help but take a step forward anxiously, "You are a dragon and a phoenix in your own right, how can you be a slave in front of others? Are you really willing?"

Here it comes, the arrogant words arrive late.

The Immortal Venerable raised his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, sipping the wine, and turned a blind eye to the hostility that suddenly arose in the hall. Especially Meng Ji and He Yu all looked at him sideways, what's wrong with being a slave? The immortals in Xiaojing thought that there were many slaves under the Immortal Venerable's seat.

Do you think everyone is like him, enjoying eternal happiness and having everything they want? There is no shortage of cultivation resources, so he can talk without any pain in his waist, so why not eat meat porridge?

Unfortunately, this man is the emperor's son, and he is narrow-minded and petty.

The Immortal Venerable did not expect this group of people to dare to attack the Emperor's son. He just liked to watch the gradual evolution of people's hearts. He glanced at the well-behaved fairy who knelt down again beside him, and his cold eyes returned to Yun Changsheng.

"The young master has seen it, Shiqin is unwilling, and I can't do anything about it. Please go back."

Being rejected by an old friend already made me feel bad, and listening to him keep saying "Shiqin, Shiqin" made me feel even worse:
"Her name is Wanwan, not Shiqin."

"She is my maid, so it's my business." The Immortal Venerable smiled sincerely this time, no longer in a weird way, which made the generals in the hall stunned, especially when they heard, "If you don't believe me, ask her, she is very happy."

The generals in the palace: "..." Childish? A little bit.

But one of them is an Immortal Lord, and the other is the son of the Immortal Emperor. These people who no one can afford to offend should not be so childish... This conversation may have other deeper meanings, yes, that must be the case~.

"I don't like it," said the little fairy, Sangsang, kneeling upright, looking straight ahead expressionlessly, "My name is Sangsang."

Wanwan, the dog shit, Shiqin, the cat scratching board, can’t she have her own name?
Although Sangsang was the name that the Immortal Venerable asked Aji to register in Xiaojing, in the illusion before Tianxuan successfully condensed her immortal body, she was indeed called Sangsang. That was an illusion condensed by her little obsession, and it was the name she gave herself.

Usually, Aji and Ayu follow Aqi in calling her A-sang, and they only call her Sang-sang once or twice in other occasions, so they don't have a strong sense of belonging.

Never mind, it’s all fine, don’t worry about it.

Thanks to book friend Nini for the reward~
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