Above Shengjing, the winds rose and clouds swirled, with lightning and thunder clashing.

A massive black dragon, with most of its body hidden within the clouds, looked down upon all beings from above. Though its cultivation limited it to a hundred-zhang dragon body, it already showed a king's demeanor.

After confirming she completely occupied the central position, she first raised her head proudly, but then quickly lowered it, realizing something and allowing her Master standing on her head to enter everyone's sight.

Watching this scene, Shangguan Qizheng casually tossed away a few strands of beard pulled from his fingers: "Marvelous, truly marvelous."

He was unsure where Lu Jin'an had acquired such a True Dragon with an extremely pure ancestral bloodline, but regardless, this True Dragon seemed to have recognized Lu Jin'an as its master, and for the Human Clan… um…

Now, the Upper Realm Ancient Court of the Demon Clan would stop at nothing to go to war; no negotiations would work anymore.

But the old man thought again, now that Lu Jin'an was just a step away from becoming an Immortal, it meant Lu Jin'an had considered this before exposing the Candle Dragon, so… it's no problem, no problem at all.

'Xiao Yinruo' watched his good disciple standing on Zhiyu's head, squinting slightly, feeling both comforted and inexplicably reluctant in his heart.

Although his good disciple hadn't stepped into that level yet, for him, taking that step would be a breeze. However, he no longer needs the protection of his Master and has grown up completely now.

It all happened in the blink of an eye...

'Xiao Yinruo' sighed lightly in his heart, then got attracted by the increasingly rapid breathing of Zhu Nanzhi beside him.

Turning his head to look, Zhu Nanzhi in a water-blue long dress clasped her hands together, gazing foolishly at Lu Jin'an, her azure eyes practically glued to him.

'Xiao Yinruo' had never seen such an infatuated Holy Daughter… especially considering that this Holy Daughter was cultivating the Forget Love Path.

Particularly… with Zhu Nanzhi's spiritual power fluctuating as if summoning a Heavenly Tribulation, she couldn't help but feel at a loss.

Thus, she gave Mu Qingyue a glance.

Crossing Tribulation aside, they couldn't let this girl Nanzhi fall in heat at this moment.

Mu Qingyue, without changing her expression, extended her hands and placed them on Zhu Nanzhi's neck. The cool touch made Zhu Nanzhi shiver instantly but also regain her senses, removing Mu Qingyue's hands and glaring at her: "What are you doing?"

Mu Qingyue whispered, "Look at the Empress down there, the way she's looking at our Junior Brother."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Nanzhi quickly looked down. Dongfang Xinglan's gaze at her husband was unmistakably the gaze of someone looking at their beloved!

"..."

The earlier speculation was confirmed; her husband really had an affair with the Empress of this Dynasty!

Zhu Nanzhi looked up at Lu Jin'an again, hm… with such a majestic husband, it's not unreasonable for an Empress to fall for him...

"Just as I expected of the man I fancy~"

Hearing Zhu Nanzhi's low murmurs, Mu Qingyue glanced at 'Xiao Yinruo', her heart quietly relaxing, now there's yet another interesting lineup to play with.

She wondered about this Empress called Dongfang Xinglan, what sort of person she would be in bed...

Below, the civil and military ministers of the Qiming Immortal Dynasty silently watched this scene. They knew this was a dragon but didn't know its species. At this moment, only one thought filled their minds.

The background of this Saint Heir Lu is indeed significant; in this case, negotiations should be much easier, right?

Thinking so, they all looked towards Dongfang Xinglan.

Dongfang Xinglan let out a soft breath; she had already witnessed Lu Jin'an's status among the Human Clan when visiting the Buddhist Sect, so this scene wouldn't disturb her mood too much.

At this moment, she had only one thing in mind.

To decisively secure the future of the Dynasty.

With this thought, she waved her hand. Mountains and rivers appeared, forming a long table over the corpses of tens of thousands of cultivators on the square in front of the hall.

Then, she clapped her hands, and palace maids presented delicacies in unison.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please."

With that, Dongfang Xinglan seated herself at the left end of the long table. Below the buried corpses, blood seeped through.

"Tribulation Crossing Realm…" Shangguan Qizheng squinted his eyes slightly: "Young and bold, and also…"

He glanced at Ji Wenchang: "Is she perhaps in a relationship with your Saint Heir?"

Ji Wenchang gave a bitter smile: "I don't know."

Shangguan Qizheng chuckled, then looked up again at Lu Jin'an, thinking to himself they'd soon know what was in this young man's heart.

In the sky, seeing Dongfang Xinglan had set up the banquet, Zhiyu swiftly dived down with Lu Jin'an, transforming perfectly back into a little girl just before reaching the right-side seat, letting her Master sit safely opposite Sister Xinglan.

Zhiyu sat boldly in Lu Jin'an's lap, beaming as she waved her little hand at Sister Nanzhi and Sister Qingyue in the sky.

Watching this, Zhu Nanzhi opened her mouth, then quickly comforted herself, deciding not to be jealous of a silly little girl…

Thinking so, she pulled Mu Qingyue down, standing on either side of Lu Jin'an—left and right—not wanting to sit at all.

Since the negotiations involved many people, the table wasn't small, and the seats were far apart. How could she touch her husband if she sat down?

As soon as she landed, she secretly took a deep breath… it was still the familiar scent of her husband, making the Forget Love Path much steadier~

Sitting at the position on Lu Jin'an's right side, 'Xiao Yinruo' glanced wordlessly at Zhu Nanzhi. This girl truly seemed like a lovestruck fool.

Dongfang Xinglan quietly observed Zhu Nanzhi and Mu Qingyue. Without discussing their personalities, purely from appearance, they were top beauties, and Lu Jin'an was indeed fortunate.