Fey Evolution Merchant Chapter 887 - My Disciple Can't Be Left Standing

Chapter 887: My Disciple Can’t Be Left Standing

The Bamboo Monarch marveled at the newly created hall and said, “Leaning Moon, your Class 5 Spirit Craftsman abilities are truly impressive. Every time I witness it, I have the urge to ask you to re-do my Xiang Bamboo Pavilion.”
Night Leaning Moon shot the Bamboo Monarch a strange look and replied, “Are you looking to change the name of your house from the Purple Bamboo Pavilion to the Xiang Bamboo Pavilion?”
The Bamboo Monarch coughed lightly and thought, Given her emotional intelligence, it’s no wonder that the Moon Empress didn’t pick her to be a Moon Envoy. I’m clearly trying to curry favor with the beauty behind me. Can’t Night Leaning Moon see that?
He could not say those words out loud for fear of being attacked by Night Leaning Moon.
The veteran and top faction leaders suddenly discovered that Chief Guard Ye was a Class 5 Spirit Craftsman.
There were many more Class 5 Spirit Craftsmen in the Radiance Federation than Class 5 Creation Masters.
There were a similar number of pinnacle Class 4 Creation Masters as Class 5 Spirit Craftsmen, both groups had about 100 people.
They had all sought out Class 5 Spirit Craftsmen for help to create items before.
However, most Class 5 Spirit Craftsmen did not have Chief Guard Ye’s skill of fitting the entire Midnight Palace with mechanisms.
Spirit Craftsmen were just like Creation Masters in that there was no level beyond Class 5.
But it was clear that Chief Guard Ye’s Spirit Craftsman powers were much higher than other Class 5 Spirit Craftsmen.
The aura of an everlasting lonely night suddenly retracted back into Night Leaning Moon’s body.
At that moment, an image appeared on the backs of all the seats.
The images were the 13 members of royalty’s coronation patterns and the veteran and top factions’ family crests.
As the host of the Guard Ye Banquet, Night Leaning Moon flashed herself onto the stage and said in a cold voice, “Everyone, the Guard Ye Banquet is officially starting. Please take your seats.”
Night Leaning Moon flashed herself back into her seat.
Cicada Song placed the phone in its rightful seat before flashing himself into his own seat.
After the 13 members of royalty took their seats, the veteran and top faction leaders also took their rightful seats while the young disciples stood behind their elders.
Zong Ze, Gu Lang, Li Changlin, Zhang Yingying, Xia Chen, and Wang Fuxiang sat behind the members of royalty.
In a flurry of movement, everyone was in their seats.
Cold Moon and Zuo Ming stood behind the members of royalty like stationed guards.
The veteran and top factions’ leaders and young disciples noticed that out of all the members of royalty, only the seats behind Chief Guard Ye and the Moon Empress were still empty.
The only people absent were the winner of the Martial Stage Liu Jie and the winner of the Martial Arts Stage Lin Yuan.
Those who had guessed Lin Yuan’s identity were now certain that they had been right, while those who had not known about Lin Yuan’s identity were astonished.
At that moment, four people walked out of the long corridor at the back of the hall.
The veteran and top faction leaders were simultaneously dumbfounded. Even the members of royalty besides Chief Guard Ye and the Moon Empress were stunned.
Their gazes swung between the two young men walking out of the long corridor and the Moon Empress and Night Leaning Moon.
A voice in the center area of the hall exclaimed, “What? Why is Lin Yuan wearing a coronation costume? Coronation costume—”
Before Gao Feng could finish speaking, he realized that he had misspoken.
Gao Feng stole a glance at his father and saw him viciously glaring back at him.
Gao Pei’s glare made Gao Feng clear his throat in discomfort.
However, he also noticed Gao Pei’s lips curling upward and his expression lifting as though he was frozen in a smile.
Gao Feng thought, What’s up with my father’s weird expression?
Suddenly, Gao Feng felt himself being lifted up by a gentle wind of spiritual power.
By the time he regained his senses, he found himself standing in front of a smiling man.
The man was dressed in an elegant light green coronation costume that had faint cicada patterns on it.
The cicada patterns intersected each other, forming an extremely sophisticated image.
An unknown glittery silk thread threaded through the coronation costume to form two large trees with a few cicadas around them.
The sight of these cicadas was enough to calm Gao Feng down, and he seemed to be able to hear the soft humming of cicadas.
Wasn’t this person Cicada Song, one of the three members of royalty who spent most of his time in the imperial court?
Gao Feng jumped in fright. He had no clue why Cicada Song had picked him out of the crowd.
Could my slip of tongue have angered Cicada Song? Is he going to punish me?
Gao Feng remembered his father telling him that Cicada Song’s smiley face made him seem approachable, but he was actually the most unapproachable member of royalty.
Every member of royalty had their own role to play. For example, Chief Guard Ye was in charge of the Spirit Guards, while the Spacetime Elder was in charge of Ostrich Logistics.
Every member of royalty held special authority and responsibilities.
Cicada Song’s role was to govern the City Lords of the 36 cities, and he had the power to dismiss any of the 36 City Lords.
The veteran and top factions were all interacting within the 36 cities. Thus, none of them dared to cross Cicada Song.
While Gao Feng was busy being nervous, Cicada Song softly said, “Young fellow, I know your name is Gao Feng. You don’t have to be nervous.”
Cicada Song stood up and shouted over to Chief Guard Ye, “Chief Guard Ye, please prepare a seat for my disciple. Your disciples are all sitting. My disciple can’t be left standing.”