Chapter 1420 The Immortal Feast begins, the light of appraisal!

　　The magical treasure had sacrificed its own master, despite him being its only family member.

　　Song Shuhang smiled, and he lost consciousness with a content expression.

　　At the same time, in his body, the little golden core changed.

　　The small golden core’s volume began to shrink; it got smaller and smaller while also becoming rounder and rounder.

　　The Golden Core Composition was a process where the Golden Core would be strengthened. In this process, the practitioner’s golden core would become smaller and smaller while also becoming increasingly rounded. With the completion of one’s Golden Core Composition, the color of their golden core would change from its original golden color to a purple-golden one.

　　This was the second phase, the (Purple Golden Core] phase, of the Fifth Stage Realm.

　　The final step in the Purple Golden Core Realm was adding the finishing touch to the Golden Core Composition. When this finishing touch was added, the (Purple Golden Core) would transform once again, becoming a (Lustrous Golden Core).

　　The Lustrous Golden Core Realm was the final phase of the Fifth Stage Realm, and it was the transitional period before one became a Sixth Stage True Monarch. Once one entered the Lustrous Golden Core Realm, they would have to prepare a tribulation-transcending formation. As soon as the time came, they would have to transcend their heavenly tribulation, and ascend to the Sixth Stage.

　　Song Shuhang’s small golden core continued to upgrade, and it soon reached its limit.

　　The color of the golden core changed from its original golden color to a purple-golden one.

　　After becoming purple-golden, the small golden core stopped changing.

　　It had not transformed into a lustrous golden core.

　　In other words… Song Shuhang’s ‘Forever Impregnable Holy City’ on the small golden core was still short of the last stroke.

　　The finishing touch had not yet been added.

　　Where do I have to add that final stroke?

　　To the Holy City? To the explosions in the sky? Or to the ‘eye’ that I last added?

　　This required Song Shuhang to comprehend, seek, and think.

　　The finishing touch required fate.

　　There were times when fate would come into play, allowing a practitioner to add the finishing touch. And when that stroke was added, the Golden Core Composition would come alive!

　　A complete Golden Core Composition and one that lacked its last stroke were two completely different levels of existence.

　　The little golden core had not been able to become a lustrous golden core in one go. It could only be said that Song Shuhang’s time had yet to come.

　　Besides, Song Shuhang’s life-bound golden core was the fat whale golden core, and currently, he hadn’t even started drawing the Golden Core Composition on it.

　　At this time, in the Immortal Feast’s secret realm.

　　Song Shuhang’s body lay inside the cage on Broken Tyrant.

　　Senior White squatted beside him, looking curiously at the changes happening to his body.

　　When Song Shuhang had begun drawing his Golden Core Composition, his clone was automatically dispelled. This was because he had no extra energy to maintain his clone.

　　Next to Senior White, Sage Monarch Enchanting Dream, Sage Monarch Blue Phoenix, and Sage Monarch Winter Melon were also looking at Song Shuhang with a curious look.

　　Sage Monarch Enchanting Dream said, “Strange, this is Profound Sage Tyrannical Song? How did he become so dark? Although I don’t have much of an impression of him, I’m pretty sure that he wasn’t this dark-skinned.”

　　“It’s strange. This energy fluctuation seems to be from a Golden Core Composition, right? Why is Profound Sage Tyrannical Song drawing his Golden Core Composition?” Sage Monarch Winter Melon asked with a puzzled look. He was somewhat unable to understand Song Shuhang’s current condition.

　　He wanted to use his mental energy to check, but Sage White was guarding Tyrannical Song, not allowing them to come in contact with him. As such, they could only squat down and observe the changes occurring to Profound Sage Tyrannical Song from afar.

　　Sage Monarch Blue Phoenix said, “Could it be that Profound Sage Tyrannical Song is practicing a special secret technique? I feel like the location of his golden core isn’t quite right.”

　　Sage Monarch Enchanting Dream remarked, “From the energy fluctuations of the Golden Core Composition, his golden core doesn’t seem located in his original dantian, but in the dragon tail dantian instead. Did Profound Sage Tyrannical Song create an unorthodox technique?”

　　“Should we leave?” Sage Monarch Winter Melon said with a serious face.

　　Cultivation techniques and unorthodox techniques were the root of a practitioner, and they were very private things that were not supposed to be seen by others.

　　Senior White calmly said, “You don’t have to.”

　　Everyone would forget it after a while, and there wasn’t much of a difference whether or not they retreated.

　　However, in order not to disrupt Song Shuhang’s Golden Core Composition drawing, Senior White took the initiative to protect him and prevent the other three Profound Sages from disturbing him.

　　It was not until Song Shuhang’s spiritual energy was completely exhausted that Senior White nodded and stopped protecting him.

　　However, at this moment, a large amount of evil energy of the Netherworld burst out from Song Shuhang’s body.

　　This was one of the aftereffects of the jelly beans that Senior White Two gave him.

　　In addition to turning the person’s skin black after eating them… a large amount of evil energy of the Netherworld would flow out of them after the medicinal effects ran out. In other words, its effects were wonderful.

　　Sage Monarch Blue Phoenix frowned, and said, “Wait, this feeling… Profound Sage Tyrannical Song has been infected by the evil energy of the Netherworld?!”

　　Their Beast Realm was now going through a pandemic brought about by the evil energy of the Netherworld.

　　Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’s state at this time was the same as that of those beast cultivators that had accidentally taken a pill of evil energy. After the initial burst of spiritual energy in their body, their demonization would begin.

　　In fact… that pill was created by the liquid metal ball after imitating Senior White Two’s jelly bean.

　　Their principles were similar, but the taste was not equally good.

　　As such, Sage Monarch Blue Phoenix recognized it at a glance.

　　How could Profound Sage Tyrannical Song have been infected by the evil energy of the Netherworld? How could this be? Anxiety began to emerge in Sage Monarch Blue Phoenix’s heart.

　　She had rushed to Earth from the Beast Realm for two reasons. One was to participate in the Immortal Feast, but the most important purpose was to contact Profound Sage Tyrannical Song and ask him how to deal with the evil energy of the Netherworld.

　　Yet, Profound Sage Tyrannical Song himself was now infected by the evil energy of the Netherworld.

　　While she was in thought, the virtuous lamia came out from Song Shuhang’s body.

　　She was holding a lotus bud in her hands, which she gently placed on Song Shuhang’s chest.

　　The lotus bloomed, and the evil energy of the Netherworld in his body was unceasingly removed, disappearing very quickly.

　　This ‘lotus flower’ was actually a lotus flower projection of Song Shuhang’s Inner World.

　　After the evil energy was completely absorbed, the virtuous lamia picked up the lotus, and returned to Song Shuhang’s body.

　　While returning to Song Shuhang’s body, she faintly looked behind him.

　　There, Fairy Creation had raised her head, and was looking towards the sky.

　　Sensing the virtuous lamia’s gaze, she turned her head, and said, “Hmm? Aaaaaaaaah?”

　　It was the classic Song Shuhang scream, but it was sung loudly by Fairy Creation this time.

　　Her singing was very sweet.

　　The virtuous lamia’s cute nose wrinkled. She held the lotus and plunged into Song Shuhang’s body, and decided not to come out again.

　　She felt that she might have to close up for a while to improve herself.

　　Improve herself in all aspects!

　　October 6th, 2019. 9:00 P.M.

　　More and more guests arrived at the Immortal Feast.

　　Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue (real), Sage Monarch Seven Lives Talisman (fake), as well as many other Profound Sages appeared one after another.

　　The fellow daoists from the Nine Provinces Number One Group had also gathered at around 9 o’clock.

　　Senior White had come out of his seclusion, so everyone could come to Immortal Feast with peace of mind.

　　Soft Feather asked, “Senior Song hasn’t woken up yet?”

　　Senior White nodded. “He consumed a lot of energy. I have already fed him a pill to help him restore his spiritual energy, so don’t worry. He will definitely be able to recover before the Immortal Feast.”

　　Su Clan’s Seven stretched out his hand and looked at the words ‘Su Clan’s…’ on the palm of his hand.

　　He remembered that he had written down the name of the junior he had forgotten about on the palm of his hand, but at some point, his palm got sweaty, and the writing on it became blurred.

　　What’s the name of my junior? Profound Sage Tyrannical Song said that he would take me to see her, but he is now unconscious. Su Clan’s Seven’s heart felt stifled. While he was in thought, he looked over at Soft Feather, and his eyes shone. “Fairy Soft, are you my cute junior?” “No, Senior Seven,” replied Soft Feather with practiced ease-she had already responded to Senior Su Clan’s Seven’s question several times.

　　However, Soft Feather was not bored or angry; she felt that being half-invisible was really fun.

　　Senior Su Clan’s Seven would call her in a different way every time, and she felt that this was particularly interesting. Su Clan’s Seven scratched his head, and said, “Ah, that’s right. After all, you don’t have a cute style to you. I vaguely remember that my junior should be a very cute girl.”

　　“Well, I truly am sorry that I’m not cute.” Soft Feather stuck her tongue out. “Actually, Senior Seven. I have a secret to tell you.”

　　Su Clan’s Seven said, “Fairy Soft, do tell.”

　　Soft Feather seriously said, “Senior Seven, I am your little sister.”

　　Venerable Spirit Butterfly’s generation was older than Seven’s, and Soft Feather could somehow be considered to be part of the same generation as Seven. As such, there was nothing wrong with being regarded as his little sister.

　　“…” Senior White.

　　Su Clan’s Seven was taken aback. “Huh?”

　　After a while, he smiled kindly, and said, “My little sister is indeed very cute.”

　　Soft Feather nodded. “Mm-hm, very cute.”

　　For Senior Seven, whether it was his junior or his sister, he would label them as ‘cute’.

　　October 7th, 2019. 12 A.M. Song Shuhang opened his eyes abruptly. “How long was I asleep?”

　　“You’ve been asleep since yesterday.” Senior White’s voice sounded from below.

　　“?” Song Shuhang.

　　He looked around and found himself on Broken Tyrant, which was above a pillar.

　　Below, the members of the Nine Provinces Number One Group had arranged a few large tables, and all sat together around the pillar.

　　“…” Song Shuhang.

　　Soft Feather happily said, “Senior Song, it’s great that you were able to wake up in time. The Immortal Feast is about to start.”

　　The Immortal Feast is about to start?

　　Fortunately, I woke up in time.

　　Song Shuhang stood up from Broken Tyrant, put it away, and then descended gently.

　　At this moment, from the center of the Immortal Feast, a crystal pillar emitted a beam of light that went on to sweep across the entire space.

　　This pillar was a magical treasure for ‘age identification’.

　　This Immortal Feast was different from the previous ones. This time, there was not only going to be a meal, but also some sparring between different practitioners from various parts of the universe.

　　The light swept the area, and all the practitioners who were below 50 years of age were marked with various colors.

　　If one was over 50, there was no need for them to be marked. The members who could participate in the Immortal Feast and were above 50 were all powerhouses above the Fifth Stage Realm.

　　Soon, the light swept over Song Shuhang’s table…