Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2582: Chapter 2583: A Banquet

This little episode thus came to an end, and many people did not even notice it at all.

Because their attention at this moment was all focused on Xue An.

Although people like Yue Shifang and the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady knew Xue An’s background, there were still many who did not.

Precisely because of this, they were filled with curiosity toward this mysterious youth who emerged from nowhere.

Especially the epic battle that had just taken place, which made many people rediscover Xue An.

Despite the battle just ending, many things yet to calm down, there were already many people with intentions to recruit or befriend Xue An.

Among them were legitimate daughters from some grand sects and wealthy families.

After all, Xue An was not only incredibly strong, but his demeanor and appearance were exceptional too.

Such an almost perfect existence could not fail to move these ladies.

Therefore, some bold ladies simply brazenly sent flirtations Xue An’s way.

But Xue An was indifferent to these fiery gazes, not even lifting his eyelids as he walked straight into the City Lord’s Mansion’s conference hall.

Lei Butong had long prepared a lavish banquet, and as soon as Xue An stepped through the door, this grand banquet officially began.

Although each sect suffered considerable losses in this battle, with Nong Family and several sects bearing the brunt of it.

But after all, they safely passed through this calamity, with the once formidable Yin and Yang Clan completely dissipating.

The battle results were nothing if not fruitful.

Moreover, with emotions fluctuating at this time, there was a greater need for a carefree feast to soothe spirits.

Thus, Lei Butong, under the suggestion of Yue Shifang and major sects like the Ru Family and Daoist Family, carefully prepared this banquet.

Named a celebration; in reality, it was a sort of requiem.

Xue An was naturally aware of all this, so he said nothing, seating himself at the main table as arranged.

Huyue, though restless, seeing Xue An so calm, forced himself to suppress his impatience and found a seat to sit down.

As a friend of Xue An’s for thousands of years, he deeply understood Xue An’s temperament.

The bigger the event, the calmer Xue An appeared.

The saying "Preserving a calm demeanor even when Mount Tai collapses before one’s eyes" was apt to describe Xue An’s character.

But Huyue could not achieve this, so even after sitting, he squirmed restlessly in his chair.

He wished he could grow wings right now, hurrying back to the Multiverse to resolve all the pressing issues.

Seemingly noticing his unease, Xue An glanced at him, then nodded almost imperceptibly.

Soon after, a voice resonated in Huyue’s mind.

"Don’t rush, I have things under control."

Phew!

Huyue let out a long breath. Although he did not know what resolution Xue An had now that he hadn’t yet returned to the Multiverse, just hearing these words made Huyue feel significantly lighter.

His previously restless posture finally settled, and he grabbed his chopsticks and started eating heartily.

That’s just how Huyue was; once a matter was put out of his mind, he’d immediately become carefree.

Seeing this scene, Xue An’s mouth curled into a faint smile. Turning back, he happened to see Yue Shifang seated together at the table, looking concerned.

Xue An was taken aback, then picked up his cup, gesturing with his hand.

Yue Shifang also made no comment, lifting his glass in response.

Soon, the banquet reached its climax.

Because the pressure had been so heavy these days that after a few drinks, many began to act uninhibitedly.

People who usually did not know each other, or were even enemies, were embracing each other closely now, rambling on about countless things, releasing the pent-up stress.

Although the period of turmoil was short, the influence of the Yin and Yang Clan and Eastern Emperor Taiyi was so overwhelming that many fell into utter despair at the time, thinking it impossible to turn the tide.

It’s imaginable how relieved these people felt after surviving what seemed a sure death.

At this moment, Xue An was also kept busy, as numerous people seized the opportunity to toast him.

To this, Xue An welcomed all and drank almost every cup dry.

This approach won him even more favor among the people.

But just then, the appearance of some ladies made the atmosphere on-site a bit unusual.

These ladies, also holding wine cups, approached Xue An one by one, first expressing words of long-standing admiration, then blushing as they toasted him.

Although Xue An felt nothing towards the admiration expressed in these lady’s words, he couldn’t very well refuse their sincere toasts in public.

So Xue An helplessly nodded, accepting and drinking the wine from the ladies.

Witnessing this, many smiled knowingly.

Especially the sect forces behind these ladies, they were eager to see Xue An take them into his harem now.

But not everyone was pleased.

Such as Yue Qinghuan, seated at the Bing Family table.

She was very displeased.

Watching coldly as an increasing number of tweeting girls gathered around Xue An, tightly gripping her wine cup, she spat from between her teeth.

"A bunch of flirtatious harlots!"

The second girl beside her stifled a laugh, then lightly remarked, "Looks like someone’s pretty jealous. If so, why not go up and toast him?"

"I will not. How could I possibly act like those flirtatious harlots!" Yue Qinghuan displayed her proud side.

But while she didn’t go, someone else did.

Two figures approached Xue An, one from the left, one from the right.

The one approaching from the left was Ao Shu.

Her pretty face was dressed in frost, clearly also annoyed with these bees and butterflies.

The person approaching from the right was unexpectedly the woman previously imprisoned at Gale Stronghold, Chen Zuohui.

She timidly arrived beside Xue An, ignoring those ladies, and simply stood by, diligently filling his cup and arranging his food.

Xue An was initially surprised by her actions, but soon lightly chuckled and nodded at Chen Zuohui.

"Thank you for your effort!"

"No... no trouble! It’s what I should be doing." Chen Zuohui’s face flushed red, painfully squeezing out these few words.

If someone observed closely, they would find that at this moment, Chen Zuohui seemed as if drunk, trembling slightly all over.

In fact, Chen Zuohui’s heart was indeed extremely agitated because she didn’t know how she stood up and walked over here.

Everything felt as if by divine guidance, an entirely subconscious act.

If asked to do it again, she might not muster any courage.

For Chen Zuohui was very self-aware.

She clearly knew the gap between herself and Xue An.