Chapter 1577: Chapter 961: Picking Up the Golden Goblet, Kneeling on the Cloud Carpet (Part 2)

In this way, the dust has settled, and the guest of honor for the eldest lady naturally changes from nine people to one.

After all, some unnecessary people, don’t they just get in the way?

Baili An, unhurriedly, picked up a walnut, skillfully cracked it with his fingers, and a whole walnut kernel emerged.

"Hmm, not bad. Some people at this banquet really are quite an eyesore, come... open your mouth."

He lifted his hand and brought the peeled walnut kernel to her pale, chatty lips, slowly tracing along her sharp lip line.

The curve of Baili An’s eyes slightly arched, making it appear soft, set against his sparse eyelashes.

His gaze was like teasing a cat with a feathery flower, softly brushing the heart, with a concealed invitation and flirtation.

Such a gaze is truly vexing, yet irresistible to some creatures with cat-like traits.

Clearly aware that he was teasing her deliberately, yet Ning Feiyan had never before openly flirted under countless eyes while in a male form.

After all, in the past, she had always been the one doing the teasing.

Ning Feiyan’s cheeks were faintly flushed by the crispy, sweet walnut, and her lips, intentionally styled to a boyish light hue, became vivid, blushing deeper, enchantingly red and delicately alluring.

She closed her lips, her gaze a bit shy and flustered, instinctively opening her mouth to bite the walnut kernel.

Unexpectedly, the finger that had been tenderly teasing suddenly withdrew, leaving her biting into emptiness.

Usually, it was Ning Feiyan who teased others, but now she was genuinely teased by Baili An.

She pressed her rosy lips together, her cheeks burning, those beautiful, captivating loving eyes filled with shy anger, glaring at Baili An with untold coquettishness.

Baili An tossed the walnut kernel into his mouth with a reverse flick and smiled, "Since this walnut kernel can’t silence Rong Lijun, let’s not force it, shall we?"

Ning Feiyan’s embarrassed look fell entirely into Yin Baishuang’s gaze, who was pretending to crack a walnut herself, smiling playfully, "Luckily, I don’t talk much, this Immortal Lord."

Ning Feiyan, both annoyed and shy, wiped her lips with a backhand, muttering quietly, "Laugh, laugh all you want, wait till your eldest lady gets whisked away, let’s see if you, this stupid cat, can still laugh!"

Baili An’s deeply lowered eyes were serene, he paid no particular attention to Mu Yunye, simply lowering his head to pour wine, speaking in a calm tone.

"The Dao heart is like iron, the spiritual method like a furnace, good transformation is insufficient, evil transformation abounds. Mu Yunye... cannot ascend."

Ning Feiyan’s gaze shifted, thinking whether this ’Dao heart like iron, spiritual method like a furnace’ referred to Fang Geyu?

She regarded him with a faint smile: "Are you so sure Mu Yunye won’t succeed?"

Baili An shook his head: "Even as the son of an Immortal, with the Abyss ahead, how can one surpass it?"

"It’s not a test." Indeed, Fang Geyu’s voice rang lightly, playfully kicking the golden cup at her feet.

"If Immortal Lord Mu is willing to lower his status and come over here, bending to pick up this cup for me, then I will believe Immortal Lord Mu holds some genuine affection for me."

Fang You, who had stood up, slowly sat back down, exhaling a sigh of relief, quietly telling the attendant Qin Lou beside him:

"Little Geyu is playing hard to get, a fine tactic of first suppress, then elevate.

In this way, both face and merit are sufficiently earned; look at those young, spirited Immortal Lords from the Immortal World below, they’re all stunned, aren’t they?

Who would have thought, a dignified son of a Golden Immortal, an outstanding youth of the Heaven’s younger generation, could lower his stance so before little Geyu.

Consort! If she wants to keep a consort, he’ll cater to her; what else could this be but indulgence! What else could it be but indulgence!

Little Geyu surely favors him as well, yet can’t bring herself to admit it, forcing herself with such a demand to express her intentions.

Good! Excellent indeed! I truly didn’t expect, that on the first day, little Geyu would be so discerning, choosing the most outstanding Mu Yunye among them - splendid, splendid, it fulfills my wish indeed."

Qin Lou’s lips twitched, thinking among the nine, seven are sons of Daoist Immortals.

Another couldn’t compare, merely a small disciple taken by a terrestrial Immortal of the Taixuan Nine Classics.

Yet another is involved with both sides, a mere fill-in. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Those with eyes can see, the sole son of a Golden Immortal, Mu Yunye, be it talent, cultivation, learning, or background, is the strongest and most exceptional among them.

How is that discerning?

Can this be flattered?

Moreover, she’s thin-skinned?

One who openly declares before her future husband to keep a consort boy, how is she thin-skinned!?

Mu Yunye’s gaze swept calmly across the carpet below.

Despite being certain of Fang Geyu’s choice, he didn’t exhibit the slightest smugness of being chosen on his face.

The confidence in his composed expression seemed innate.

It’s a genuine understanding of his excellence and strength, a confidence naturally bred from often leading among peers.

Nevertheless, towards Fang Geyu’s request, no matter how minor, Mu Yunye maintained an exceedingly earnest and meticulous attitude.

He carefully arranged his attire, rose from his seat, and courteously nodded towards Fang Geyu.