Chapter 1133: Paying Respects for the Longevity

The next day, before dawn, Youdu was already bustling with activity. Today was no ordinary day—it was Ku Yue Zhenren’s birthday. While cultivators often celebrated major birthdays casually, Ku Yue was no ordinary cultivator. As the only seventh-tier alchemist in Youdu, his celebration was extraordinarily grand.

Let’s go!

In Youdu’s third heaven, Ye Chen led the Dan Fu, with the Dan Fu alchemists following behind him.

From a distance, the more than ten thousand Dan Fu alchemists marched in a massive procession, all dressed in identical dan robes. The sight was so imposing that it left onlookers stunned. Was this a birthday visit or an invasion?

Ye Chen simply ignored the reactions.

Honestly, he was indeed there to cause a stir. You harmed my brother, so today I’ll show you what true extravagance looks like.

Just eat whatever you want—eat until you’re stuffed!

As he thought this, Ye Chen couldn’t help but add:

Just watch, Fu Lord.

I haven’t eaten in three days—I’ve been saving up for this!

The Dan Fu alchemists were already in sync; some had even started loosening their belts.

Yang Tian Zhenren has arrived!

Hui Hai Zhenren has arrived!

Xuan Yang Zhenren has arrived!

At Ling Dan Shan in Youdu’s eighth heaven, the place was packed with people, and the announcements of arrivals echoed loudly. Wave after wave of guests came to offer birthday wishes, each with impressive status—from the Zhu Que family, the nine major clans, and various renowned elders. The gifts they presented were no ordinary items; any of them could fetch sky-high prices at auction.

Please come inside!

Ku Yue’s six main disciples, including Yue Shan, were diligently acting as hosts, standing at the mountain gate to welcome guests.

Tian Xiao, a young man in purple robes, soared through the sky with an air of grandeur and landed at the base of Ling Dan Shan. His arrival prompted the birthday guests to clear a path for him. He was the Eighth Prince of the Zhu Que family, a figure of exceptional nobility, with each of his guards at the imperial realm.

The arrival of the Eighth Prince to Ling Dan Shan is a great honor.

Yue Shan and the others smiled and said.

A small token for each of you six masters—nothing extravagant. The Eighth Prince waved his hand and produced eight treasure boxes, one for each of them, rather than a gift for Ku Yue himself.

I hope you will speak well of me to the Zhenren in the future.

The Eighth Prince added, bowing respectfully.

Of course, of course. Please come inside, Eighth Prince.

The six grinned from ear to ear, delighted with the gifts.

You’re too kind.

The Eighth Prince maintained his air of authority, with a large entourage of guards following behind him.

After him, more figures soared through the sky one after another, each with an even more impressive procession—all princes of the Zhu Que family. Like the Eighth Prince, the other princes presented gifts for Ku Yue while also preparing lavish ones for Yue Shan and his companions. Their intentions were clear: they valued the disciples’ connections.

Yue Shan and the others had no reason to refuse; it was an unspoken mutual benefit, a show of support on both sides.

Following the eight princes, the holy lords of the nine major clans and the Zhu Que family arrived, none of them empty-handed. Even the clan elders who followed suit brought gifts, all presented with great enthusiasm.

Next came more holy lords and elders from the nine major clans, many bringing their own descendants along.

Please come inside, everyone.

Yue Shan and the others greeted them with smiles. Ku Yue’s birthday meant they weren’t short on gifts themselves.

You’re too kind.

Zhu Que Laozu has arrived!

The announcement rang out louder than any before.

We’ve seen Laozu.

Not only Yue Shan and the others, but all the birthday guests stood and bowed in respect.

Today is a joyous occasion—no need for formalities.

Ruo Tian Zhu Que chuckled lightly.

The presence of Zhu Que Laozu is a true honor for Ku Yue.

Ku Yue himself stepped forward to respond, observing the necessary courtesies.

Zhenren, a small gift from me—nothing much.

Ruo Tian Zhu Que produced a spirit pearl with a wave of his hand, drawing bright gazes from the crowd. They seemed to recognize it and know its immense value.

You’re too kind, Zhu Que Laozu.

Ku Yue said with a smile, “Please come inside.”

You’re too kind.

Ruo Tian Zhu Que didn’t hesitate, though he felt a twinge of awkwardness as he looked at the guests. As the ruler of Youdu, his own birthdays were hardly this grand.

Once Ruo Tian Zhu Que entered the mountain, Yue Shan and the others couldn’t help but sneer.

So what if he’s Laozu?

In his heart, Ku Yue also sneered, though he maintained a facade of utmost respect on the surface.

Ruo Tian Zhu Que responded with his own hidden smirk. On the surface, they treated each other with courtesy, but in secret, they both sought to eliminate the other. This birthday banquet was nothing but a stage for hidden dramas!

Ling Dan Shan grew even more lively with Ruo Tian Zhu Que’s arrival, highlighting the high regard for Ku Yue. It only deepened the crowd’s reverence for him.

Little did they know, if they discovered the curse seals Ku Yue had planted in their bodies, they might flip the tables on the spot.

On his high seat, Ku Yue had already taken his place, savoring the looks of awe from all around. He sat up a bit straighter, exuding an air of superiority, relishing the gazes that treated him like a deity.

His birthday banquet was indeed magnificent, with wine tables set up across the entire Ling Dan Shan. Only those of significant status were invited.

Glancing at the grand hall of Ling Dan Ge, the gifts piled up like mountains—precious treasures, each gleaming brightly, forming a stunning display.

This is awkward, truly awkward.

Ruo Tian Zhu Que coughed lightly after a glance.

Comparing people is just infuriating!

At his side, Mu Xuan Gong sighed. He had come in disguise, using secret techniques to conceal his aura, and aside from Ruo Tian Zhu Que, no one recognized him.

As the two exchanged sighs, Yue Shan and the others stepped forward from another side.

Disciple wishes Master a life of endless fortune.

They lined up neatly, each holding a valuable treasure box. The contents were far from ordinary, and the six were subtly competing—this was their chance to curry favor.

Such devotion from my disciples brings me great joy.

Ku Yue Zhenren stroked his beard.

The grace of Master’s teachings is something your disciples will never forget.

As they withdrew, the six still couldn’t resist adding a final flattery.

Dan Fu Fu Lord has arrived!

No sooner had their words faded than an announcement came from the base of the mountain.

The Dan Fu Fu Lord?

At the mention of those four words, the guests raised their eyebrows and turned to look. They had clashed with Ling Dan Ge—did he dare show up for the birthday? Weren’t they afraid of being dragged out and beaten?

But when they saw Ye Chen arriving with over ten thousand people, everyone’s corners twitched in unison.

Was this a birthday visit?

Bringing over ten thousand people—was the entire Dan Fu here?

What a spectacle!

Ruo Tian Zhu Que rubbed his brow, not expecting Ye Chen to make such a bold entrance.

Truly a spectacle!

Mu Xuan Gong’s mouth twitched. Ling Dan Shan was crowded enough as it is—now with this group, was this a birthday celebration or just crashing for food and drink?

Is that the Dan Fu Fu Lord?

After the initial shock, many eyes fixed on Ye Chen. It was their first time seeing him, and his defiance of Ling Dan Ge piqued their curiosity about his identity.

He’s still quite mysterious.

Someone sighed, as Ye Chen was cloaked in black robes that hid his face and bloodline, beyond even their keen eyes.

Dan Fu has over ten thousand alchemists—that rumor was true!

Though their numbers are a bit less than Ling Dan Ge’s, supporting so many alchemists must mean the Dan Fu Fu Lord is incredibly wealthy.

This is going to be interesting.

Some eyes lit up with excitement, eager for the drama to unfold.

How dare he come.

Compared to the guests, Yue Shan, Yue Hai, and the others looked furious, especially Yue Zhen, whose face twisted with malice at the sight of Ye Chen.

So that’s the Dan Fu Fu Lord?

Ku Yue spoke up, narrowing his eyes at the approaching Ye Chen.

That’s him.

Yue Shan and the others gritted their teeth. “Dan Fu comes with ill intent, Master. We can’t let them leave this time.”

How intriguing.

Ku Yue chuckled softly, suddenly more interested in Ye Chen.