Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 602 Keep singing and dancing

The group of fairy maidens fled from this desolate place in a panic, like startled birds.

The Fairy of Rainbow Robes was a beat late because she went to see Mo Yu.

"Why don't you get out yet?"

The gaze of the Mighty Sword True Lord was like a knife, fixed intently on her.

If it weren't for the presence of His Majesty and the Marshal, he would have already cleaved this femme fatale in two with a single sword stroke.

The fairy in the rainbow dress stiffened, but her gaze remained fixed on Mo Yu.

Why... even you treat me like this?

However, Mo Yu's gaze did not fall on her again.

"Heh!" Upon seeing this, the fierceness in the eyes of True Monarch Weijian lessened.

But the light in Fairy Ni Chang's eyes dimmed completely.

Back then, when you were drunk and lost your composure, I was merely following orders to dance.

Now that you have regained the throne, you still treat me like trash, allowing your fierce generals to bully me at will.
She didn't linger, turned around and walked step by step toward the exit.

"Tsk."

Zhang Bairen smacked his lips; there was no more drama to watch now.

The celestial officials in charge of Guiyue Palace were trembling with fear as they prepared to arrange for the next batch of Chang'e to take the stage, following Mo Yu's previous instructions.

"clatter."

The Ziwei Emperor, seated high in the main seat, placed the wine cup he was holding back on the jade table.

The slightest sound made the hearts of all the gods present skip a beat.

All eyes were focused on this Heavenly Emperor.

The Purple Star Emperor remained expressionless, his solemn tone revealing neither joy nor anger.
"That concludes today's banquet."

The generals were all taken aback, their minds not quite processing what was happening.

The banquet had barely begun, and after only a few rounds of drinks, His Majesty... was already asking to send the guests away?
"His Majesty!"

True Monarch Wei Jian thought that his previous rash actions had displeased the Great Emperor Ziwei, and hurriedly said:
"But I was impolite just now and spoiled Your Majesty's enjoyment of the drink! If so, I am willing to accept the consequences."

He didn't finish his sentence.

The Purple Star Emperor's gaze shifted, landing lightly on the head of the Mighty Sword True Monarch through the shadow of his crown.

"..."

The voice of the True Lord of Mighty Sword abruptly stopped.

Cold sweat instantly soaked through his back armor.

The Northern Emperor's faction operates under an iron-fisted military regime, where military orders are absolute!
No questions asked, just execute!

He realized he had overstepped his bounds.

"boom!"

The Mighty Sword True Lord bowed his head deeply:

"I... made a mistake!"

Emperor Ziwei then looked away.

Seeing this, the other generals fell silent in fear.

Their previously crooked sitting posture instantly straightened, and they all stood up and bowed in greeting.
"Your Majesty, please leave!"

They were all bloodthirsty bastards who had crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and most of them were not very interested in the decadent music of these beautiful women.

If it weren't for the order from the Ziwei Emperor to force them to undergo desensitization training in order to prevent the Tianpeng story from repeating itself, they would have run away long ago.

As for the remaining small group of old perverts...

Ha ha.

A banquet attended by the Ziwei Emperor was more unbearable than being in prison; how could they dare to let loose and have fun?

They couldn't wait for it to end so they could go to their own place and have some fun.

The generals emerged from the rear seats in single file, their steps swift and orderly, displaying the discipline of a military force without the slightest hesitation.

Arctic 9 will be the last.

After standing up, True Monarch Weijian gave Mo Yu a deep look.

His lips moved almost imperceptibly beneath his steel beard, saving him the trouble of transmitting sound secretly; he simply mouthed the shape.

"Marshal, the usual place!"

Mo Yu felt a sudden toothache.

But he dared not show it on his face, and could only nod slightly, pondering in his heart how to deal with this group of murderers later.

He also thought it was time for him to leave.

When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it. Let's just get through today first.

But just as he lifted his buttocks half an inch, about to merge into the crowd leaving his seat...

"Tianpeng, you stay."

The solemn voice of the Northern Emperor stopped him in his tracks.

Mo Yu's movement to get up suddenly froze.

The group, including True Monarch Weijian, paused in their tracks and turned to look at him.

However, considering that Marshal Tianpeng, who should have been in the mortal realm, suddenly returned to the Heavenly Court, and even seemed to have returned to the status of a Great Golden Immortal.

There must be a huge hidden story behind this.

It's perfectly normal for the Northern Emperor to have a private conversation with him.

True Monarch Weijian and the others dared not look any longer. They bowed deeply to the main seat once more, then quickly left the terrace without lingering.

"Squeak-"

The carved jade door slowly closed behind them.

The protective magic array on the door swirled, and with a "hum," it isolated all light and sound.

The vast Guiyue Terrace,
It was so quiet that Mo Yu could clearly hear his own heart pounding, and the leisurely breathing of some scoundrel not far away.

He subconsciously glanced at Zhang Bairen diagonally below him out of the corner of his eye.

To be honest, even now, Mo Yu still doesn't quite understand what the Jade Emperor wants her to do.

Surely it can't all just be to annoy the Northern Emperor, right?

Then why did they choose themselves?
Moreover, why did the Northern Emperor, who clearly saw through his disguise, not expose him immediately but instead stand up for himself and help him out of the predicament?

What exactly are these two men, who wield supreme power over the three realms, up to?
The known information was so little that he had no idea how to deal with it.

At this moment, only the three of them remained in the arena.

One sat high in the main seat, his aura as deep and unfathomable as the ancient starry sky, cold and indifferent.

One person, lounging lazily in a lower seat, possessed a world of his own, impervious to all laws.

Mo Yu, caught in the middle, trembled with fear, feeling like an ant.

Zhang Bairen seemed completely oblivious to the Ziwei Emperor's gaze, which seemed to freeze time and space.

His languid demeanor was as if the Emperor Ziwei's military order, "The banquet is over," was nothing more than a passing breeze.

He even casually picked up the osmanthus wine on the table and slowly tilted the spout.

"Gudu... gudu..."

The clear, cool wine traced a crystalline arc as it poured into the white jade cup.

The sound was particularly jarring on the quiet terrace.

Mo Yu's eyelids twitched violently.

That Jade Emperor is truly despicable!
He had no idea how the Northern Emperor and his ilk had tolerated him for so many years.

Anyway, if he had the same strength, no, even if he was several major realms lower, he would definitely not be able to resist beating this bastard up first!
The solemn face of the Ziwei Emperor finally showed a noticeable change, his brows furrowing.

"Tianren".

His voice was even colder than before, "Didn't you hear what I said?"

"Oh dear, Brother Ziwei."

Zhang Bairen put down his wine glass and revealed his true form.

He looked up innocently and laughed, "Why are you so angry? Don't scare our little one."

Zhang Bairen smiled and casually waved his hand in the direction of Mo Yu.

Mo Yu felt a lightness in his body, and the Great Luo Dao Aura that had been supporting him and belonged to Marshal Tianpeng instantly dissipated.

Without the Great Luo Dao Fruit, his remaining little bit of golden nature could no longer be exerted.

He was like a clam stripped of its shell, nakedly exposed to the perception of the two Heavenly Emperors. Yet he showed no surprise or reluctance; his gaze remained calm.

During the banquet just now, he appeared to be watching the dance, but in reality, he was constantly analyzing this wisp of the Great Luo Daoist charm.

As a result, nothing was found.

This Daoist art is of such high rank and profound mystery that it seems to exist only in name, offering no real benefit whatsoever.

This only shows that what he possessed was merely a wisp of energy.

The true Great Luo Dao Fruit of Tianpeng is still firmly in the hands of the Jade Emperor.

The Ziwei Emperor had long seen through that Mo Yu was not Tian Peng.

However, even after the Daoist aura covering Mo Yu was completely removed, the Ziwei Emperor's gaze still fell on him.

The Northern Emperor's eyes gleamed with a complex light.

"The chosen one? And... not the reincarnation of that monkey."

"Brother Ziwei has excellent taste."

Zhang Bairen smiled and picked up his cup again, gently swirling it as if showing off some interesting toy he had found.

Mo Yu remained expressionless as she listened quietly.

However, these two Heavenly Emperors did not seem to have any intention of having a deep conversation. Instead, they both focused their gazes on him again.

This time, the Great Luo Dao Aura was no longer a concealment!
Two tangible imperial mights, as powerful as the sky collapsing and the earth overturning, were like two vast worlds pressing down on his body!

The Emperor's might is immeasurable!

First, the Arctic order that rules over all stars and wields power over killing!

First, there is the divine authority of Haotian, which transcends the Three Realms and rules over all living beings!

"puff--"

Mo Yu's energy stagnated, and his meridians ached terribly, almost causing him to suffer a qi deviation on the spot.

If it weren't for his solid foundation and his divine soul far surpassing his peers, his Dao heart would have collapsed in that instant!

This was not because the two emperors were intentionally targeting him; it was merely a natural aura emanating from them!
The difference between immortals and mortals is as vast as heaven and earth!
Even though Mo Yu was exceptionally talented and had an iron will, he was not even a true immortal, and had not even reached the Mahayana stage!

"Ah……"

Large beads of cold sweat slid down his forehead.

But this only fueled the madness deep within him!
With a flick of his wrist, the Shadow God Diagram appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The two Heavenly Emperors were slightly puzzled. Did this little guy want to use this thing as a bargaining chip in front of them?

Without even glancing at it, Mo Yu, with a thought, directly inserted it into the chat group, transferring it across worlds to another location!

At this point, both Zhang Bairen and the Ziwei Emperor were unable to hold back any longer.

It doesn't really matter who has the Shadow God Map.

But if Shadow God's mother weren't in this world, things would be really messed up!!

The two Heavenly Emperors immediately exerted their full power, trying to find out the whereabouts of the Shadow God Diagram based on the contingency plans they had left behind.

However, the two beings who were half-step into the Primordial Chaos Realm were completely unaware of where this crucial Shadow God Diagram had been moved to!

Knowing that Mo Yu was from another world, Zhang Bairen instantly guessed that he had probably used some means to send the Shadow God Map to another world, and his eyes narrowed as he looked at him.

Mo Yu picked up the wine cup.

His hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, but his eyes remained calm, his spirit gleaming and composed.

Under Mo Yu's abnormal control of force, the wine in the cup trembled and swirled around the small rim of the cup... but not a single drop splashed out.

He brought the rim of the cup to his somewhat dry lips, met the gazes of the two emperors, and drank it all in one gulp!
"So brave."

The Ziwei Emperor rarely showed a hint of undisguised appreciation.

"You are very good."

As the person in charge of military affairs, what he liked most were these brave and fierce people who were bold, courageous, and unyielding!

And what I despise the most...

He glanced at Zhang Bairen, who was playing around with the game and had gone too far.

Zhang Bairen pouted: "Just praise him if you want, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Ah."

The Purple Star Emperor sneered, "I accidentally fell for your trick last time. This time, I'll give you a piece of my mind too."

He looked at Mo Yu, his voice still solemn, but less cold: "You want him to come to see me as Tianpeng? Fine, this kid is now a member of my Northern Emperor's faction!"

The Ziwei Emperor looked at Mo Yu and said in a deep voice, "Boy, I don't like beating around the bush. I can tell you clearly that I don't need you to do anything for me."

"But I can stand by you!"

“As long as it’s this guy,” he pointed at Zhang Bairen, “he can threaten you, force you, and make you do anything you don’t want to do, and you can just ignore him!”

"You don't need to worry that he won't listen to my threats."

Emperor Ziwei turned to look at Zhang Bairen and said, word by word, "Don't give me any excuses. Give me a chance to settle our old scores!"

Beneath the calm words lay an almost boiling, suppressed murderous intent.

"Oops..."

Zhang Bairen spread his hands, looking innocent and aggrieved, and said, "Brother Ziwei, you're wronging me."

"Am I that kind of person? I, the Jade Emperor, always act with virtue and never bully others by abusing my power, much less force others to do things they don't want to do."

"On the contrary, I've always been very generous!"

"Ah."

Emperor Ziwei chuckled.

It's generous, but those who accepted your 'generosity' are all kicking themselves.

Mo Yu listened to the two Heavenly Emperors' sharp exchange but had no desire to interject.

He simply poured himself another glass of wine.

Emperor Wei is still there, but he seems to have gotten used to it.

Whether it's the Jade Emperor or the Northern Emperor, I'm not really under their command, so there's absolutely no need for me to take sides at this point.

Even though the Ziwei Emperor expressed his willingness to support him.

The problem is, why does Mo Yu need the support of the Great Emperor Ziwei?
Especially after he had just demonstrated that he had means to be beyond the control of the two emperors.

Whether these two Heavenly Emperors were putting on an act in front of him, or whether they were genuinely at odds, it didn't really matter.

When you treat others with courtesy, you must ask for something.

Anyway, since they were able to drag me, a "little guy" who shouldn't have been on stage, onto the stage, they must have something they wanted me to do.

No matter what, don't expect him to take the bait unless you offer him something tangible.

He has a backup plan and confidence.

In fact, he didn't really care whether he lived or died.

For "Mo Yu", death was merely a new beginning.

Seeing Mo Yu's unyielding attitude, Zhang Bairen immediately lost the will to continue arguing with the Ziwei Emperor.

"Pfft."

He suddenly laughed, turned to look at the Emperor Ziwei in the main seat, and shook his head: "Brother Ziwei, Brother Ziwei, I kindly brought my young friend to your Guiyue Palace for a banquet, but you are still so boring."

He clicked his tongue, his tone full of regret: "It's like burning a zither to cook a crane."

"The banquet had just begun, and the singing and dancing hadn't even ended, and you've already scared away that most stunning beauty."

Zhang Bairen glanced meaningfully at Mo Yu's calm face, "How... can this be truly enjoyable?"

Before he finished speaking, he casually raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

In the center of the terrace, a white-haired figure appeared out of nowhere and stumbled out.

How could a mere Chang'e like Ni Chang possibly withstand the Jade Emperor's supreme authority and magical power?

The thin gauze dress, already damp with sweat, was now in complete disarray, with several silk ties coming undone in the struggle, exposing a snow-white shoulder to the air due to the broken ties.

Her clear, beautiful eyes were still wet with tears, clearly she had just been crying secretly.

Before Fairy Ni Chang could react, she was pushed by the Jade Emperor's magic and fell towards Mo Yu's seat!
Zhang Bairen stood up leisurely, picked up the wine pot, walked to Mo Yu's side, and personally poured him a full glass of wine.

Then he raised his hand and put it on his shoulder: "Brother Mo, we agreed to come to this Moon Palace to drink and watch the dance. How could I, Xiao Zhang, go back on my word?"

He turned his head away, too lazy to look directly at Ni Chang, who was trembling under the two imperial auras.

Her voice remained gentle, yet carried an undeniable chill: "Come on, Ni Chang. Stop daydreaming. Keep singing, keep dancing!"

Mo Yu narrowed his eyes, looking at the hand on his shoulder.

(End of this chapter)