Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 1211: Chapter 715: Banquet_4

“Without any prospects, bringing such shoddy calligraphy and paintings as gifts, don’t you feel ashamed…”

However, an elderly Elder Shangguan beside her drastically changed his expression and immediately rebuked her:

“Shut up!”

Above on the high platform, Shangguan Family Master and Patriarch Gu even slowly stood up.

The female elder looked bewildered, not understanding why.

An Elder of the Shangguan Family’s brows furrowed tightly. After glancing at the characters, his eyes gradually filled with incredulity. Then, looking at Mo Hua, his tone unconsciously became much more respectful, “Young brother, this piece of writing is…”

Mo Hua said: “It was Elder Master Xun who asked me to deliver it!”

Elder Master Xun?

Everyone exchanged glances.

Then, several of the most senior elders, with a tremor in their hearts, spoke in a lowered voice, “Ancestor Xun from Taixu Gate.”

“This piece of writing is… the handiwork of the Ancestor.”

As soon as these words came out, everyone inhaled a breath of cold air, their eyes looking at Mo Hua filled with disbelief.

Ancestor Xun from Taixu Gate actually had this little cultivator deliver a gift?

What virtue and ability does this little cultivator have… to deliver a gift on behalf of the Ancestor?

What is his relationship with Ancestor Xun from Taixu Gate?

A multitude of cultivators, their hearts in turmoil.

Wenren Wan, who was by Mo Hua’s side, was somewhat astonished.

She had been worried about him being bullied within the Sect, yet inexplicably, even the Ancestor was backing this child…

Gu Changhuai was even more stunned.

He knew that Mo Hua mingled well in Taixu Gate, but never thought he could do so well.

The Elder Master Xun, mentioned by Mo Hua, who taught him Formation, turned out to be Heaven Void Ancestor…

The mood suddenly became stagnant, and the room fell into a hush.

At this moment, a figure flickered. Shang Che and Gu Shouyan had already arrived by Mo Hua’s side, looking at the characters in the box:

Profound good fortune.

The two of them looked astonished, their hearts slightly shocked.

“Profound good fortune?”

“Why did Ancestor Xun from Taixu Gate inscribe these four characters? What deeper meaning do they contain?”

Both men had a thousand thoughts racing through their minds, yet their expressions remained calm as water, revealing nothing, and they asked no further questions.

Gu Shouyan bowed to the writing and said in a deep voice, “Thank you, senior, for the gift of these characters.”

Then he turned to look at Mo Hua, a slight smile appearing on his usually stern face, “Take good care of it, little child. When growing up, eat more.”

Mo Hua was slightly stunned, then his eyes gleamed with a smile, and he politely said:

“Thank you, Family Master!”

After that, Shang Che and Gu Shouyan said nothing more.

The banquet proceeded as normal.

However, when they were serving dishes again, Gu Shouyan ordered someone:

“Add a seat at the top.”

The expressions of everyone were a bit peculiar, but they also found it to be expected.

Thus, an extra seat was temporarily added among the upper seats.

It was out of respect for Elder Master Xun.

However, after all, it wasn’t as if the Ancestor himself was present, so the seat was not placed at the very head.

Therefore, this seating position, just after the two Family Heads but above the general upper seats, could be considered a “higher top seat.”

Gu Shouyan said: “Young brother, please.”

Mo Hua’s eyes brightened, tugged at Wenren Wan’s sleeve, “Aunt Wan.”

Wenren Wan was startled, then stood up somewhat reservedly.

Mo Hua also pulled Yu Er’s hand, and the three of them walked proudly to the high platform and sat at the “higher top seat.”

Higher top seat.

This was the prestige of Elder Master Xun.

Mo Hua knew that he was riding on the coattails of Elder Master Xun, taking advantage of his light.

But since Elder Master Xun had given him this piece of writing, he probably had it all figured out; therefore, Mo Hua was not being overly polite.

The spiritual meal at the higher top seat was somewhat better than the one below.

And now, even less so would anyone dare to intervene. Mo Hua could eat as he wished, how he wished.

Yu Er, enjoying the “indulgence” from Mo Hua, her originally fearful eyes gradually glimmered, and her demeanor lost its timidity, cheekily eating and drinking with Mo Hua.

Wenren Wan looked at the two children, her eyes filled with satisfaction as well as gratitude.

And that previously arrogant and domineering green-clothed female elder, now her seat was beneath Mo Hua’s.

She could only watch with her eyes wide as Mo Hua sat above her head, eating and drinking without a care, her body trembling with anger, her face twisting, and the makeup on her face flaking off and falling…