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Chapter 1557 - 447: The Feast of the Moon Goddess! The Empress Pours Wine! The Great Heavenly Venerate of the Primordial 勋章!

Chapter 1557: Chapter 447: The Feast of the Moon Goddess! The Empress Pours Wine! The Great Heavenly Venerate of the Primordial 勋章!

The Great Zhou Dynasty, Zion of the Gods.

Within the city, streets crisscross in a chessboard pattern, and for ease of management, every 5,000 square meters was planned with a community block, already entrusting the future roles of fire fighting and city management. The architecture was elegant, surpassing the scale of the Tang Dynasty in history.

Every major market was teeming with strange treasures and exotic goods—spices, furs, brocades, and silks... There was nothing one could not find, only things one could not imagine.

The people of this era were open-minded and tolerant. They welcomed different ethnicities, cultures, and goods from all over the world to converge, blend, and spread in Zion, yet they were also particularly proud. Even beggars on the street, preferring to starve, would not accept alms from foreigners.

It was this very arrogance that made numerous alien races aspire to come to this "City of Gold."

But today, countless people were abuzz with discussion about the theft of the Four Great Law Veins.

Many came forward claiming their uncles or grandfathers, and other such nonexistent relatives were at the scene, vividly describing the scene of the thief’s vein sweeping through, causing exclamations.

Though their stories had many logical holes, the fact that it was true frightened them.

Among the Four Great Law Veins were Fire Dwelling Temple, Ancient Shu Mountain, and Dharma of Taoism—all top-tier legacies that produced sages and even those with Great Divine Power. Following the lineage, one might be related to those with Great Divine Power.

The Heaven-reaching Talisman Script Vein was even rumored to have been taught by Immortal Gods.

Before the anomaly of heaven and earth, if others raised their heads by three feet, there were gods; for them, raising their heads would reveal their founding masters.

If an opponent did not concede, they’d directly summon the founding master to possess them and take you out.

Regardless of being invincible among mortals, unless one wished not to ascend, they had to show some respect.

In this world defined by hierarchy, cultivation was not just about fighting; it also involved the importance of personal connections and worldly affairs!

Even though now the dynasty had surrounded the sects with military cavalry, cut off the Earth Veins, and coerced under the Empress’s threat to seize the body of an ancient immortal, they still pledged to provide resources as compensation, not only avoiding a feud but also giving them plenty of face.

No one suspected that the Four Great Law Veins were staging a play, because the nobility had long since received news that they too wished to borrow the power of the ancient immortal to re-establish contact with the Upper Realm.

Compared to the ancient immortal, founding masters were more important!

The Four Great Law Veins coming to the Imperial City was essentially a signal to the world, to the demons.

To reestablish the nation!

But unexpectedly, they were robbed en route, and it was an overwhelming defeat. Four demi-saints were wiped out in seconds, all rendered in need of healing.

As for who attacked...

It turned out to be the virtually invisible Thief’s Vein!

Only some of the old sects could find vague records in their archives, originating from Li Mountain, having produced monks of the Heavenly Talisman Realm, but it had already declined for hundreds of years.

The strongest among them today was merely a novice in the Dharma Realm, a small fry who, if thrown into Zion, could not be considered hidden among the masses but merely a minor character.

But as the Son of Heavenly Principle unexpectedly emerged,

everyone was unprepared for this vein to silently muster such a mighty move!

"Son of Heavenly Principle, what an arrogant title, daring to proclaim himself as heaven!"

"A holy figure among humans is surely worthy of such a name!"

"Who would have thought our Central Plains still harbored a sage. It’s unclear whether he achieved this before or after the anomaly."

"However, such a powerhouse neither acted earlier nor later, especially when Dharma of Taoism had a better opportunity when they pursued the Red Feathered Roc in full force. Why act now? Could it be that he’s gunning for... that person in the palace..."

"Be cautious with your words. Look, the Moon is rising!"

"..."

Following an exclamation, a Bright Moon rose above the skies of Zion, its silver Moonlight shining for thousands of miles, brilliantly radiant, competing with the Moon in the sky.

Two moons in the same sky!

Reflected in the awe-filled gazes of countless individuals, they fell silent as cicadas in winter, no longer daring to gossip.

Because everyone understood that was not the Moon, but...

The eyes of the Empress!

In the resplendent palace,

Mists curled around, a haze of vital energy rising, while seats of Cloud cushions ascended, appearing ethereal.

Countless low-cut dressed maidens with attractive faces were busy preparing the banquet, presenting delicacies of land and sea.

Leading them was an elegant and noble female officer directing the arrangements, making sure everything was meticulously organized.

Next to her, a coquettish and opulent woman laughed lightly, "Victoria Saya, what do you think Her Majesty is thinking? Now that the Four Great Law Veins are all nursing their wounds elsewhere, they surely can’t attend. Why does she still prepare for the Moon God Banquet?

And to bring out the most precious hundred-year-old Golden Laurel Wine, this is Her own ’daughter’s red.’ Even the previous emperor never tasted it. I’ve requested it a few times and was refused each time."

Saying this, jealousy and annoyance flashed in the woman’s eyes.

Victoria Saya, naturally Myla Saya, said softly, "Princess, Her Majesty has her own considerations!"

Despite her words, she was equally astonished.

The Moon God Banquet was the most prestigious feast in Great Zhou, even more so than the Taoist Rites of Luo Heaven or the Buddhist Water and Land Dharma Assembly.

Not because of the higher specifications or the stronger deities worshiped, but because of this Golden Laurel Wine brewed from the descendant of the Divine Tree, born alongside the Empress, using its blossoms.

The silver laurels opened triennially, possessing an exotic fragrance, but they could not be picked during this period. They had to be illuminated by moonlight for three years until they matured into gold laurels and naturally fell. One day too early, and they would turn to mud.

Then, with the sweet springs at the summit of Big Snow Mountain as a base, blending with numerous precious materials and sealed underground for ten years, the wine was made. To drink it was to extend one’s lifespan by ten years, purify one’s own Dharma energy, and increase the chance to enter the Heavenly Talisman Realm. The older the wine, the better the effect.