Divine Emperor of Death

The side doors of the grand inner hall in the palace swung open as a group of servers dressed in raven black robes entered carrying a seemingly endless number of dishes. Each server or maid had their arms full, balancing plates and bowls of every shape and size. The aroma of the dishes wafted into the room, causing the guests to murmur in anticipation.

The first server carried a tray of the crisp, golden-brown dragon, accompanied by a variety of spices and sauces. Behind them came another server with a tray of steaming hot spirit rice, their fragrant aroma filling the air. A third server brought in platters of succulent spirit and human meat, marinated in a blend of spices that left the mouth-watering, even for some human immortals who seemed rather used to this.

As the servers made their way to the tables, guests eagerly reached out to take a plate they liked, admiring the elaborate presentation of each dish. The plates were adorned with intricately carved spirit fruits and split vegetables, and the aromas mingled to create a heady perfume that filled the room.

The servers continued to enter, one after the other, each carrying a different dish ranging from a small finger of a human to all the way up to a giant head of a magical beast. There were trays of aromatic gravies, all served with fluffy shapes of breads made from spirit flour. Bowls of refreshments were also placed on the tables to provide a refreshing contrast to the spicy dishes.

The feast seemed to go on and on, with servers bringing in more and more dishes. The servers worked tirelessly, ensuring that every guest had enough to be well-fed and satisfied.

As the night started, the guests were being filled to the brim with delicious food, and the servers finally began to trickle out of the way and enter the sides, awaiting further instructions.

Meanwhile, the furnishings on the raised platform was also cleared by some people and placed down before the platform on all four sides. The people who were enjoying the limelight gathered below, sitting before the dais as they noddingly smiled, awaiting something with expectation in their hearts, especially the young ones.

"Let's exchange fists and compare might; everyone wants to say this, no?"

The Golden Crow Clan's Patriarch chuckled, raising a cup of wine at everyone as he panned his arm.

"Cheers to this new alliance. I hope it forms as we all know we need allies in the future if we're going to need to keep our history intact, but for us to keep our foundations steady, it is up to the juniors to take the helm, so let's see what we got!~"

"Indeed."

The Zyrus Family Patriarch deeply smiled, "But before that, let's have some medicine for sore eyes."

"Oh?

Everyone reacted with some curiosity, wondering what the Zyrus Family Patriarch was going to show when suddenly, a thick fragrance wafted into the hall.

Darkness energy covered the space above the dais and receded as a group of maidens abruptly appeared.

"...!" Their appearance left numerous guests stunned, their eyes widening in appreciation.

Dressed in beautiful black, silky robes and elaborate headpieces adorned with shimmering jewels and feathers, they started to move.

Music started to flow, and their hands stretched daintily. Their movements were fluid and delicate, with each step carefully choreographed to tell a story.

"..."

Davis was about to make a move but looking at this form of entertainment, he leaned comfortably and began to watch their graceful cur- movements.

The guests watched in awe as the maidens moved in perfect harmony, their feet gliding effortlessly across the floor. The soft tapping of their shoes echoed throughout the hall as they came to a stop from their gliding like dark fairies, adding to the mesmerizing effect of the performance.

Their hands flew with sexiness and sometimes grace, creating a mirage of spectacular illusions that brought the guests into their sleeves.

As the music swelled, the maidens moved with increasing speed and intensity, their gowns swirling around them like a dark whirlwind. The guests were transfixed, unable to look away as the performance reached its climax.

Finally, as the music came to a close, the maidens smiled at the guests, their faces glowing with pride before they bowed towards all sides and left, shaking their hips as they walked away, leaving innumerable men drooling at the very sight of their movements, some even considering asking the Zyrus Family if they could spend a night with one of them, each having a woman they fancied during the dance.

"Woah, that was simply marvelous. I never thought the Zyrus Family women had such talent in the art called dance. They have my utmost respect for displaying such polished classiness."

"Indeed, we had witnessed a rare and extraordinary display of talent and beauty that would stay with us for the rest of their lives. I'm honored to be present here today as this is not something anyone could witness."

Following the words of the Lumin Family Patriarch and the Obsidian Crystal Turtle Clan's Patriarch, the guests were left to bask in the afterglow of a truly magnificent feast, feeling grateful for the abundance of flavors and the generosity of the Zyrus Family.

They got to fill both their stomachs and their hearts, feeling a bit too welcomed here.

"Thank you for those grateful words, Patriarchs."

The Zyrus Family Patriarch once again stood up, having a bowl of wine in his hands as he spoke, "Now that the beauties of my family have graced us with their presence, it's time for the mightiest cultivators of our powers to fill our hearts with pride and joy by displaying their might! I toast this cup to the youth who wants to be the first to deliver us with the might we're expecting to see in the younger generation!"

"Yeah, thanks, ma man Yinakin Zyrus. I've been expecting to be invited all day long you see, phew~"

*Whoosh!~*

A white-robed man appeared on the dais, his hands folded as he let out a loud sigh as though he was truly waiting all day long.

"..."

The guests were all left stunned and speechless by this sudden intrusion, their eyes bulging at the white-robed man who daringly called the Zyrus Family Patriarch by his name, not to mention address him so intimately as though they were life and death brothers.