The Self-Cultivation of the Divine Lord - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

At the banquet, drums and music played in harmony while cups clinked in a lively exchange of toasts.

Ling Wei and I sat in the furthest corner, wrestling with the food before us.

Ling Wei’s sweeping assault on the tabletop was like a gale-force wind passing through, her mouth stuffed to the brim, while I slowly nibbled on a flat peach.

A burning gaze from across the room became impossible to ignore. I looked up to find Fairy Luo He.

She held a small wine cup, staring at me with a face full of resentment.

Luo He was the niece of the Heavenly Emperor, and it was common knowledge among the immortals that she was in love with Immortal Lord Mo Ze.

As long as someone had even the slightest connection to Mo Ze, they would end up on her grudge list.

I kept my eyes downcast, focusing on my own business. It seemed she must have seen me talking to Mo Ze yesterday.

I picked up a chicken leg, intending to take a bite, when a sudden commotion broke out above.

Divine Lord Rong Yan had arrived.

He wore a veil, and his crimson robes were strikingly eye-catching.

Only one word came to mind.

Show-off.

A sudden gust of wind blew through, accidentally lifting Divine Lord Rong Yan’s veil. I heard a collective gasp from the crowd.

When I saw that face clearly, the chicken leg in my hand dropped onto the table with a thud.

“Hmm? What’s wrong?” Ling Wei, who had been buried in her food, looked up. The moment she saw Divine Lord Rong Yan, she froze.

She wiped her mouth, staring blankly at the high seat.

“Divine Lord Rong Yan… is so beautiful…”

He was indeed beautiful.

Clad in robes as red as fire, possessing an ethereal, androgynous beauty, he leaned lazily against his chair, idly playing with the sheer veil.

If that face wasn’t identical to Rong Xu’s, I might have been struck with admiration too.

But now, I felt as if I’d been struck by lightning, paralyzed where I sat.

Guys, can anyone relate?

You return from a mortal trial only to discover that the husband you abandoned is actually a supreme Divine Lord.

I was starting to break into a cold sweat.

Still refusing to give up hope, I whispered to Ling Wei.

“Tell me, if I were to cast an Oblivion Spell on Divine Lord Rong Yan, would it work on him?”

“Are you joking? Even if the Jade Emperor himself showed up, it wouldn’t work!”

I fell silent.

In other words, he remembered everything from the mortal realm.

Perhaps that day he hadn’t even been asleep and had heard my parting words:

“Next time I go down for a trial, I’ll pick you again.”

The delicacies before me suddenly lost their flavor. I felt like I already had one foot in the grave.

Ling Wei continued to feast. “Eat! Why are you acting so timid? Is something on your mind?”

I shook my head mournfully. “I’ve suddenly lost my appetite.”

Ling Wei sensed something was up and leaned in sneakily to ask.

“The person you were paired with during your trial… it couldn’t be Divine Lord Rong Yan, could it?”

The volume of the second half of her sentence jumped an entire octave.

Don’t ask. It’s rude to keep asking.

“Divine Lord Rong Yan, were there any interesting occurrences during your time in the mortal realm?”

Who?

Who asked such an ill-timed question?!

My gaze swept toward the speaker like a hawk.

It was Mo Ze.

Fine, fine. So that’s how we’re playing this.

Rong Yan glanced toward my corner as if by accident. My eyes met his unexpectedly, and my internal bravado vanished instantly.

He spoke coldly. “There were.”

The gathered immortals pricked up their ears.

“The cat I was raising ran away, and she has yet to return home.”

The crowd erupted into a stir, everyone whispering to one another.

“Fairy Yun Mu.”

Rong Yan suddenly called my name.

“Huh?”

Being called out so unexpectedly felt like the panic of a student being singled out by a teacher for daydreaming in class.

Rong Yan narrowed his long, narrow eyes and continued.

“I recall… Fairy Yun Mu also went down for a mortal trial, and returned on the same day as I did.”

“Fairy Yun Mu… did anything interesting happen during your trial?”

In an instant, I became the focal point of every immortal’s gaze.

Ha ha.

Some people might look like they’re still smiling, but in reality, they’re already a corpse.

Seeking urgent advice: What do I do if I’ve toyed with the feelings of a Great God?

Waiting in the Immortal Realm. It’s an emergency.