Chapter 1036
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Chapter 1036 Can Look But Can’t Eat
The forms of the three Heavenly Venerable were not recorded…
Lin Qiye pondered thoughtfully.
Yang Jian looked at the swaying water surface in his cup, remained silent for a moment, and then asked:
“So, when you say you’re my brother… is that something that truly happens in the future?”
“Yes.”
“Did I die?”
Lin Qiye froze in place.
“Besides a soul falling into reincarnation after death and being reborn, I can’t think of any other possibility for becoming a mortal brother,” Yang Jian calmly said.
Lin Qiye looked at him for a moment, then nodded, “You did indeed reincarnate. In this life, your name is Yang Jin, and you’re my cousin.”
“Yang Jin…”
Hearing this name, a strange look flashed in Yang Jian’s eyes. He helplessly closed his eyes, picked up his cup, and drank the celestial wine in one gulp.
He took a deep breath and continued asking:
“In my next life, is my family harmonious?”
“Yes.”
“In my next life, am I considered righteous?”
“Yes.”
“In my next life, did I protect those I cherish?”
Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, “…Yes.”
Yang Jian’s ice-like face revealed a faint smile, “That’s good then.”
“Don’t you want to ask why you entered reincarnation?”
“Since the future is already determined, what meaning is there in whether I know it or not?” Yang Jian put down his cup and said calmly, “It would only disturb my peace of mind.”
Lin Qiye looked into Yang Jian’s eyes, and after a long while, smiled helplessly.
Recognizing his cousin again in this form… it was both strange and dreamlike. Who could have imagined that the proud and powerful Qingyuan Miaodao True Lord before him would reincarnate into that well-behaved and gentle brother who always followed him around, calling him “brother”?
As Lin Qiye was reflecting, the immortals at the gathering had mostly taken their seats.
The Queen Mother of the West stood up from the main seat, her beautiful eyes slowly scanning everyone. Her demeanor was dignified and noble, with every smile containing endless elegance, truly embodying what it means to be the mother figure of the heavens.
She briefly thanked everyone for accepting the invitation to the Peach Banquet, then extended her hand and gently waved.
“Present the peaches to the immortals.”
As her words fell, the lively celestial music sounded again, and attendants wearing flowing palace attire, carrying peaches of various sizes, silently walked out from the back of the venue.
A rich, fresh fragrance rolled out, entering everyone’s nostrils.
“Gulp.”
The clear sound of swallowing saliva came from beside Lin Qiye. He turned to look and saw that two seats away, Nezha was staring intently at those peaches, his face full of greed.
Seeming to notice Lin Qiye’s gaze, Nezha glanced at him and said discontentedly:
“Hey, what are you looking at? Haven’t you seen someone swallow before?”
Lin Qiye was startled and was about to say something when a voice came from behind him.
“Enough, Nezha.” Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, staring at Nezha, and said calmly, “Eat your peach and don’t meddle in others’ affairs.”
Nezha seemed surprised that Yang Jian would stand up for Lin Qiye. He snorted, shrugged his shoulders, and turned his attention back to the peaches being delivered.
The palace maids were divided into three groups. One group carried a few plates with large peaches and respectfully approached the Queen Mother of the West and others. Another group with slightly smaller peaches entered the middle immortal section.
By the time they reached the lower immortal section, the peaches had shrunk in size.
Even so, there were still significant differences among these peaches. For example, the peach placed before Yang Jian in the first seat of the lower section was as large as three fists, while at the end of the lower section, the peaches were only the size of eggs, looking quite meager.
Originally, given Lin Qiye’s rank, he would only get one of those egg-sized peaches at the end, but Yang Jian had forcibly arranged for him to sit in the second seat beside himself. So, a peach only slightly smaller than Yang Jian’s was placed before Lin Qiye.
Even Nezha’s peach was much smaller than his.
Such a large peach falling into the hands of a junior like Lin Qiye quickly caused discontent among those in the lower immortal section.
Before they could act, Yang Jian expressionlessly slammed his cup heavily on the stone table. The muffled sound, carrying a domineering aura, instantly swept across the entire lower immortal section.
Those who were about to give Lin Qiye trouble immediately wilted, lowering their heads and obediently nibbling on the peaches before them.
“Eat,” Yang Jian said calmly. “It’s yours.”
Lin Qiye smiled bitterly and reached out for the peach in front of him, but his fingertips only passed lightly through its surface, unable to touch it at all.
“I can’t eat these peaches.”
Yang Jian raised an eyebrow, thoughtfully, “I almost forgot, these peaches are also part of the time projection… It’s a pity. Although these are just small peaches that ripen every three thousand years, for a mortal like you, they’re still invaluable treasures.”
Lin Qiye stared at the peach in front of him, sitting quietly, and let out a long sigh.
The legendary peach was right in front of him. He could even see the fuzz on its surface and smell the intoxicating aroma… but he couldn’t eat it!
This was too torturous.
“Hey, why aren’t you eating?” Nezha quickly finished the peach in front of him, wiped his mouth, and looked with surprise at the intact peach in front of Lin Qiye. “If you’re not going to eat it, you can give it to me.”
“Fine, it’s yours.”
Seeing Lin Qiye agree so readily, Nezha was stunned.
“Really… giving it to me?”
“Yes.”
Nezha suspiciously examined Lin Qiye, tentatively grabbed the peach in front of him, and seeing that Lin Qiye truly had no intention of stopping him, quickly stuffed it into his mouth and soon ate it all.
He patted his stomach with satisfaction.
“Thank you. I apologize for my rudeness earlier. You’re a good person…
By the way, if you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can mention my name, Nezha. My master is Tai Yi Zhen Ren, and my father is Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King. I have some influence in the Heavenly Court.”
Nezha raised his hand, wanting to pat Lin Qiye’s shoulder, but as soon as his hand touched Lin Qiye’s body, it passed right through.
Nezha suddenly froze.
“Nezha, can’t you behave yourself?” Yang Jian saw this and looked somewhat helpless.
“Ya-Ya-Ya-Yang Jian!” Nezha’s eyes widened, looking at Lin Qiye in disbelief. “What’s going on?”
Just as Yang Jian was about to say something, his expression suddenly tensed. He abruptly turned his head, and the vertical eye on his forehead, which had been tightly closed, instantly opened, looking toward a certain corner of the venue not far from them.
There, an eye of the earth with a black base and red pupil had appeared at some point, silently observing everything here.
“What sneaky villain is this?”
Yang Jian frowned, flicked his wrist, and the cup transformed into a beam of light, shooting straight at the eye of the earth.
However, the moment the cup touched that eye, it was as if it had hit a patch of empty air, silently passing through.
