Chapter 959 - 34: The Immortals Throw a Party
Xiao Jie looked at the screen filled with white light, his heart thumping intensely.
Once the white light on the screen faded, his character appeared on a tranquil mountain path.
Glancing at the map marker — Mountain and Sea Painting Realm.
Looking up, he could see towering peaks, with palace pavilions hidden in the clouds and mist.
Xiao Jie took a deep breath and started walking up the mountain.
As he walked, he saw clouds swirling around; the surroundings were ethereal, possessing an out-of-this-world ambiance.
The path underfoot wasn't made of mundane earth and stone, but rather smooth, mirror-like white jade, reflecting the sky and clouds, winding upwards and disappearing into denser mist.
On both sides of the path were truly "strange flowers competing" — these flowers were not of the mortal realm, with golden stamens and purple petals as large as bowls, as thin as a cicada's wings, exuding a pearlescent glow.
Vines wrapped around ancient trees, producing exquisite, glass-like fruits of seven colors.
Moreover, the leaves of fairy herbs were carved like jade, with veins seemingly flowing with a pale golden liquid gently swaying in the breeze, scattering starlight-like dust.
Ancient trees towered, trunks robust like dragons, covered with a thick layer of azure moss shimmering with micro-light.
Mountain streams babbled, clear and bottomless, the bed covered with colorful spiritual jade pebbles, occasionally with palm-sized, translucent little fish darting past, leaving behind fine bubbles that did not burst upon reaching the surface but instead transformed into wisps of spiritual energy, merging into the mist...
Xiao Jie was increasingly amazed as he walked.
"Haha... these Immortals really know how to enjoy! That Fangzhang Mountain is so dilapidated, yet here they have created a paradise beyond the world.
This picturesque scenery truly transcends imagination.
Especially after experiencing a series of apocalyptic wasteland-like adventures, arriving at such a paradise makes Xiao Jie feel the stark contrast, as if in another era.
Xiao Jie felt increasingly impressed as he walked; this picturesque scenery significantly reduced his sense of tension.
As he was walking, he suddenly heard melodious zither music. Xiao Jie climbed a section of staircase and followed the direction from which the music came, not far ahead he saw a white-clad fairy, sitting under a green-branched odd tree, playing an ancient zither.
Surrounded by deer and spiritual birds quietly listening, encircling the white-clad fairy.
The zither music Xiao Jie had never heard before, yet was incredibly appealing, crisp and elegant with an indescribable ethereal quality, fitting well within this paradise.
Beside him, Gu Feiyu couldn't resist taking out his phone to record the sound.
The white-clad fairy suddenly played a jarring note, furrowed her brows and looked in Xiao Jie's direction, her jade-like calm face showing a surprised expression.
"Oh, who are you? How did you get here?"
"I am Hidden Moon Following Wind, a seeker of immortality from the Nine States, with a wager with Immortal Shen Jizi..."
"Haha, you're the mortal who bet with Shen Jizi? Interesting, indeed interesting, I never thought you would actually find your way here. Come, come, come, I'll take you to see him."
The fairy didn't waste words, casually setting the zither aside, grabbed Xiao Jie's hand and started heading up the mountain.
Xiao Jie's character was automatically pulled along. He instinctively tried to control it, but found himself unable to move at all. This casual tug was akin to a High-level Grapple effect; even Xiao Jie's considerable strength of 103 couldn't break free.
Indeed, Immortals are terrifying, Xiao Jie could only lower his guard, watching his character being dragged along by the white-clad fairy up the mountain.
After a few steps, a white cloud formed beneath the white-clad fairy's feet, carrying them into the clouds and mist. Soon, they landed in front of a cloud terrace atop the mountain.
Before them was a series of layered palaces, resembling the dilapidated palaces outside, yet without the exterior's ruin, grand and magnificent, its architecture full of sacred purity.
Xiao Jie followed the fairy into the palace, looking around as they walked.
The palace was indeed lavish, the dome high and distant, as if filled with starry night, with columns sculpted from whole slabs of Xuan Crystal Jade glowing beautifully.
The floor was an unusual carpet, seeming to be made of water, stepping upon it felt like walking on clouds, while Spiritual Springs transformed into dragon-like forms frolicking around the hall corners, showcasing an overwhelming luxury and transcendent power.
Xiao Jie was dazzled, silently amazed, damn, these Immortals surely know how to enjoy life, this decoration, this splendor, this atmosphere, even with all the money in the real world, it couldn't achieve such an effect.
In the blink of an eye, the two reached outside the main hall.
From afar, music could be heard from within the hall, the sound naturally harmonious, as pure as an icy spring jade chime, resounding like a Dragon Roar from giant drums, entangled like spring breeze with konghou, ethereal like valleys with ancient zithers.
Furthermore, piercing bone flute sounds intertwined with distant sheng and xiao, along with some unknown instruments, blending into a vast and intoxicating sea of celestial music.
It felt as if a grand orchestra was playing inside.
Upon entering the main hall, Xiao Jie was surprised to find no orchestra; the instruments floated in the air, seemingly unplayed by anyone, yet performing on their own.
In the main hall, dozens of Immortals either drank and sang wildly, or slept deeply, or danced with swords, or composed poetry, each enjoying their leisure.