But today, the Lord is going to hold the [Qiongli Banquet]?

Di Mingjue narrowed his eyes slightly, and invisible pressure spread out in the stone house, "What? I didn't hear my order clearly?"

"No, no! I'll prepare now!"

Everyone retreated in confusion until they were alone.

Di Mingjue spread out and closed it. Looking at the runes flashing faintly in his palm, his cold eyebrows and eyes showed a bone-bending tenderness and longing.

Yan Yan, wait for me!

...

The news that Jiyu was about to hold the Qiongli Banquet spread throughout the entire Immortal Cultivation Continent almost instantly.

"Young Master, the Emperor wants to hold the Qiongli Banquet. Will he announce that you are her holy queen at the Qiongli Banquet?"

In order to kill Mu Yan, Leng Qingwan lost three confidants, and at this time, there was only one Zijuan left beside her.

Zijuan handed over the invitation to Qiongli Banquet, her face full of excitement and excitement.

Leng Qingwan was ecstatic at first, but suddenly the scene of Di Mingjue embracing Mu Yan flashed in front of her.

Her face twisted for a while, and then comforted herself: What if that bitch had seduced the Emperor? Now that bitch is dead, isn't the position of the mistress of the Jiyu?

The Emperor will hold the Qiongli Banquet at this moment, and must be tired of that bitch and wants to choose the real Saint Queen.

Looking at the entire Immortal Cultivation Continent, who is more suitable to become the heroine of the extreme realm than herself?

...

Three days later, the Qiongli Banquet began.

Although it only takes three days, many immortals who are far away cannot get there.

But on the day of Qiongli Banquet, the Lingxiao Palace of Jiyu was still full of guests from all walks of life.

Among these guests, the most common one is the young girl with spring eyes.

They all looked at the high throne, even if it was still empty now, but it did not prevent them from exploring the throne's master from being so great and extraordinary, and how powerful he ruled the world, and made people look up to it.

The lonely and gentle gaze swept over the woman present, raised her head proudly, and let out a disdainful hum.

Zijuan immediately said contemptuously: "These women don't urinate and take a look at what they are. They dare to like the Emperor. They don't even deserve to carry shoes to you."

Because the Qiongli Banquet was held in a hurry, and even in many places, Di Mingjue did not directly inform him.

So this time, all the small sects around were from the surrounding areas, or the forces that depended on the extreme domain.

The status of the women sent by these sects and forces naturally cannot be compared with the Leng Qingwan, the young master of Tianyi Sect.

Sure enough, after those women knew Leng Qingwan's identity, they all showed envious expressions.

There were even whispers that came into Leng Qingwan's ears.

"That's the young master of Tianyi Sect, Fairy Qingwan, one of the three stunning immortal cultivating continent. Jiyu held the Qiongli Banquet so hastily this time, and I guess he has decided the candidate for the Saint Queen. The others are just a formality."

"The candidate for the Holy Demire is Fairy Qingwan. It's really enviable..."

"I heard that there has been a engagement between Jiyu and Tianyi Sect long ago."

"As long as I can become a concubine around the Emperor, I am already satisfied. I dare not compete with Fairy Qingwan to compete for the position of the Holy Queen."

Zijuan leaned into Leng Qingwan's ear and chuckled, "Young Master, have you heard it? Who doesn't know that you are the best candidate for the Saint Queen of the Extreme Realm! Those sluts know that they can't compete with you at all."
Chapter completed!