“No one informed her about this Dao Gathering?” Prince Golden-Wheel asked with a frown.
“She was informed, but whether she comes or not is out of our hands,” someone replied awkwardly.
When Prince Golden-Wheel heard that Fairy Moon-Pluck would not be attending, his enthusiasm visibly cooled.
“You might want to pay attention to Fairy Moon-Pluck,” Zhou Ming whispered to Xu Zimo.
“Why?” Xu Zimo asked.
“Because she’s the master of Immortal Brew Chamber. If you want Immortal Brew, she should have some,” Zhou Ming explained.
Xu Zimo gave him a curious glance.
Just then, an exclamation rose from the crowd.
“Fairy Moon-Pluck seems to be here!”
Someone pointed outside the window of the Primeval Tower. A woman was seen stepping lightly across the void.
She wore a long blue robe, as deep and vivid as the sea, moving with the grace of a water spirit.
Rainbow ribbons swirled around her body. The blue robe seemed to shimmer like a sky full of falling stars, scattering radiant starlight.
Her eyes were bright and captivating, full of charm, as if holding the reflection of a starry night.
Graceful and ethereal, her celestial beauty shone like falling starlight.
Among the ages no beauty compares; one glance is enough to enchant the world. A face that could topple kingdoms, astonishing all under heaven.
Such words were a perfect description of her.
Seeing her descend gracefully from the void, Prince Golden-Wheel was left momentarily dazed.
Fairy Moon-Pluck landed lightly, greeting everyone with a gentle voice, “Wenyuan greets you all.”
Wenyuan was her true name, though the world preferred to call her Fairy Moon-Pluck.
It was said that at her birth, a mighty being plucked the moon of a Particle World and gifted it to her.
But that was just legend. Few truly believed it.
If such a mighty being existed, Immortal Brew Chamber would never have fallen so far.
“Miss Moon-Pluck, you’ve come,” Prince Golden-Wheel stepped forward with a smile.
Fairy Moon-Pluck nodded faintly.
“I wonder if you have time, my father intends to preach the Dao on Grand Mist Mountain. Would you be able to attend?” Prince Golden-Wheel asked.
“Wenyuan has many matters to handle lately. If I have the time, I’ll certainly go,” Fairy Moon-Pluck replied.
“Tell me what troubles you, I’ll solve it for you. Everyone in North River City has to give me some respect,” Prince Golden-Wheel said with a grin. “Your problem is my problem.”
“I have an enemy, the Elder Fiend. I once swore that whoever helps me kill him, I would agree to any condition,” Fairy Moon-Pluck replied.
“What Elder Fiend? Let him crawl over here to meet me,” Prince Golden-Wheel boasted loudly, looking around.
“Brother Golden-Wheel, mind your words,” someone nearby shivered and quickly warned.
“Yes, let’s not meddle in that matter.”
“Better we discuss Senior Mist Prime’s upcoming sermon.”
The crowd shifted the topic, all making excuses. Their evasive attitudes finally made Prince Golden-Wheel realize something was off.
“What, is this Elder Fiend so strong? Stronger than my father?”
“Senior Mist Prime is naturally stronger, there’s no comparison,” someone laughed.
“Yes, Brother Golden-Wheel, why not ask Senior Mist Prime yourself? We dare not speak of it,” another added.
Seeing everyone so reluctant, Fairy Moon-Pluck’s face dimmed.
She had seen this many times before.
Long ago, Immortal Brew Chamber had been a notable power. With their Immortal Brew, they had connections with many factions and figures.
But ever since that incident, former allies avoided them.
Whenever the name of the Elder Fiend was mentioned, people turned pale and dared not continue.
………
Xu Zimo grew curious and asked Zhou Ming, “What’s the story of this Elder Fiend?”
“To the north and west of North River City are two renowned powers. One is Immortal Brew Chamber, famous for its Immortal Brew, and because the island is filled with beautiful women, it’s a place many long for. The other lies to the west, Fiend Mountain. This faction inspires fear. The people of Fiend Mountain are lawless, indulging in killing, looting, and burning, skilled at every wicked deed. But with the Elder Fiend present, no one dares provoke them,” Zhou Ming explained.
“The Elder Fiend is a senior figure. Back in the Middle Ages, he had already attained the title of Grand Emperor. Even now, he is a true Ancient Grand Emperor.”
Xu Zimo nodded slightly.
A Grand Emperor might not be extraordinary in other heavens.
But here in the Mortal Ascension Heaven, without Saint Sovereign Brahma emerging, such a figure was already enough to terrify countless people.
Zhou Ming continued, “From what I know, one of the Elder Fiend’s disciples tried to violate a woman from Immortal Brew Chamber. During the confrontation, he was accidentally killed. You can guess the rest. The Elder Fiend, known for being fiercely protective, slaughtered the entire Immortal Brew Chamber in retaliation.”
“Then how is Fairy Moon-Pluck still alive?” Xu Zimo asked.
“At the time of the massacre, a few people weren’t on the island. They survived, including her,” Zhou Ming replied.
“After that, the Elder Fiend never struck again, but Fairy Moon-Pluck has been bent on revenge. Yet it’s nearly impossible. No one is willing to oppose a Grand Emperor on her behalf.”
Hearing this, Xu Zimo had the gist of the story.
“You brought me here because you want me to help her,” Xu Zimo said.
“You want Immortal Brew, she needs help. Isn’t that just right?” Zhou Ming smiled.
“You think one jar of Immortal Brew is worth making an enemy of a Grand Emperor?” Xu Zimo countered.
“Worth or not depends on the person, not just the matter,” Zhou Ming smiled.
“That’s for you to decide.”
Xu Zimo didn’t answer. A jar of Immortal Brew alone certainly wasn’t worth such a price.
But he needed Gongyang Ce to help him find the Xuanyuan Clan.
Without that, his next step would stall, with little progress possible.
With the Infernal Heart, he could comprehend what the previous Infernal Lord had left within it, perhaps even gain new insights into his path toward Grand Emperor.
And his Hell-Suppressing Demon Physique also required the Infernal Heart.
………
The Dao Gathering continued.
Prince Golden-Wheel no longer spoke of revenge, but he still hovered around Fairy Moon-Pluck, trying to impress her.
Meanwhile, others exchanged Daoist insights, hoping to gain inspiration.
“Niece greets Uncle Zhou,” Fairy Moon-Pluck approached Zhou Ming and offered her respects.
Xu Zimo glanced at Zhou Ming, no wonder he had brought him upstairs.
So there was some family connection.
“Wenyuan, let me introduce someone,” Zhou Ming said with a smile. “This is Xu Zimo. He seeks a jar of Immortal Brew. Do you have any left?”
Fairy Moon-Pluck looked at Xu Zimo, her gaze flickering slightly, then nodded.
With a wave of her hand, a sealed wine jar appeared from her storage ring.
“Since he’s a friend of Uncle Zhou, this wine will be given to you freely. But after this, I won’t be brewing it anymore. I hope you understand, young master.”