Chapter 247 – The Startling Swan Banquet at Qian Court Peak (One)

Five days prior.

Ye Kuang had marveled at the profound depth of Kunlun’s “Poetry Immortal,” considering it peerless in this world. Yet this very admiration triggered his true consciousness’s disagreement, unexpectedly unleashing a flood of information about the vast and all-encompassing “Classic of Poetry.”

Thus, he sought answers from Ling Wei, but as one might expect, the matter ultimately ended unresolved.

Little did he know that when these two forces met, they transformed into formidable masters igniting an epic clash—not only sparking cultural fireworks but also giving birth to new chapters in the poetic realm.

That night, Ye Kuang underwent a remarkable transformation: his gaze grew increasingly brilliant, his eyes purer, and his expression more solemn.

Truly, experiencing cultural refinement can elevate one’s inner self.

Today, just as Ye Kuang intended to ponder these differences, Hu Chai arrived early to pay his respects.

One must admit, wherever he went, Ye Kuang encountered kindred spirits—each more eccentric than the last.

Although he remained in a childlike state, it was undeniable that his fully developed eloquence now gave him the potential to surpass all rivals.

Hu Chai had personally witnessed this.

“Brother Kuang, Senior Brother Qing Ge is hosting a banquet tonight. I heard many Senior Sisters will attend. Shall we go together?”

“That Senior Brother Qing Ge again? You all seem to fear him. What’s the story? And tell me about this banquet.”

Hearing this, Hu Chai’s expression turned peculiar, but he proceeded to reveal the hidden details.

What one doesn’t know won’t hurt them, but hearing this was truly shocking!

What? You don’t know which Senior Brother has formidable power and how many lovers he keeps… What? You’re unaware which Senior Sister revels nightly in music and pleasure… What? You don’t realize they’re well-versed in every form of debauchery?

Upon hearing this, Ye Kuang couldn’t help feeling righteous indignation. He suddenly declared, “This is sheer hegemonism! The powerful become overlords while the weak remain forever inferior? Most detestable is that they didn’t include me—that’s simply inhuman!”

As he spoke, a strange light flickered in his eyes.

“Let’s go. I’ll see what they’re all about.”

“Heh heh, I was waiting for you to say that!”

Even as he spoke, Hu Chai was already eagerly leading the way.

Seeing this, Ye Kuang smiled knowingly. “Wait a moment. I’ll fetch my sister.”

But just as he rushed out, Hu Chai called him to a halt.

“You can’t be serious, Brother Kuang! Don’t you know? The Night Goddess is also among the invited guests tonight.”

“Hmm?” Ye Kuang whirled around, an ominous premonition rising within him.

Instantly, Hu Chai felt paralyzed by those tiger-like eyes, shuddering involuntarily.

“What do you mean?”

“Just… just what it sounds like! Your sister, being Kunlun’s foremost beauty and talented maiden, naturally has admirers. That…”

Before he could finish, Hu Chai grew visibly hesitant.

Ye Kuang: “Keep talking!”

Seeing his newly acknowledged leader’s anger, Hu Chai knew trouble was brewing.The thought of having barely warmed his seat as the top underling made him unwilling to sacrifice this honor just to avoid offending certain people. So he twisted the truth, turning white into black, and embellished every past humiliation with exaggerated details, painting himself as the wronged victim.

Though Ye Kuang possessed the Eyes of Wisdom, he filtered out all reason upon hearing this and flew into a rage. “Damn it all! How dare anyone bully my underling? Who’s tired of living?!”

Hearing this, Hu Chai nearly burst into tears of grievance.

Truly, the benevolent see benevolence and the wise see wisdom. Though Hu Chai felt somewhat guilty, fortunately Ye Kuang wasn’t the type to rigidly investigate every detail.

“Brother Kuang, my reputation as your underling Hu Chai rests entirely in your venerable hands.”

“Enough, enough. Just lead the way.” As he spoke, Ye Kuang couldn’t help muttering to himself: “I wonder how many senior sisters will be there… My irrepressible charm is about to suffer ten thousand critical hits again.”

Meanwhile.

If mountains were to be ranked, the mysterious Kunlun would undoubtedly top the list in the outside world.

But within Kunlun itself, the highest peak unquestionably belonged to where Qian Dao Academy stood.

A gentle breeze brushed past, unable to dispel the perpetual coolness but carrying away the fleeting moments that made one linger. A mountain needs no great height to gain renown when immortals dwell there – this place had nurtured its own domain, naturally exuding an aura that looked down upon all other peaks, claiming solitary supremacy.

This was the summit of Qian Dao Academy!

At the mountain’s base, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but reveal an awestruck expression for the second time.

“Towering pines and cypresses crown the mountain peaks, their unyielding spirit remaining constant. Cranes soaring among the clouds add the finishing touch, naturally earning this place its reputation as the pinnacle of beauty,” Ye Kuang marveled.

Inspired by these words, Hu Chai surprisingly composed a vulgar verse: “The mountain peak is beautiful, yet not as fair as pale, slender thighs. How lamentable that after three years, I remain the top underling untouched. Though spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums each have their charms, I, Hu Chai, shall claim them all.”

Smack!

“Ouch!”

Hu Chai suddenly glared his beady eyes around the empty clearing where only Ye Kuang stood, thoroughly enraged.

“Who was that? Don’t you know hitting people’s heads makes them stupid?”

“It was me.”

“Oh my! What wind has blown Brother Kuang to this desolate mountain wilderness? My deepest apologies!”

Ye Kuang: “I just realized your shamelessness has no bottom, but you should know everyone needs to have principles.”

No sooner had he spoken than he realized that compared to Hu Chai, his own shamelessness still lagged far behind.

Little did he know, Hu Chai was secretly thinking: Your shamelessness is what we aspire to, and the limits of your shamelessness are the boundaries we strive to surpass.

Along the way, the two silently cursed each other while making wild speculations:

From discussing birds flying over mountains to arguing about who had seen bigger, more robust birds;

From debating how many famous flowers concealed thorns to noting how many attracted bees and butterflies;

From comparing ancient and modern times, they concluded that when it came to shamelessness, none could surpass each other.

…

Yet it must be said that with this shameless underling by his side, Ye Kuang’s intelligence was constantly soaring.

For without learning from keeping up with Hu Chai’s rapid-fire nonsense, how could he surpass his limits and maintain his dominant position as the boss?

Before long, both were panting from the climb, yet their eyes shone with unwavering determination, each beginning to question their own standing.Ye Kuang: “Let me make this clear—since I’m the boss, I’ll always be the boss.”

Hu Chai: “Well, let me tell you—today’s little brother might not be one tomorrow, hehe.”

No sooner had he spoken than Hu Chai seemed struck by sudden enlightenment, his eloquence growing by the second. He then dashed swiftly toward Qian Dao Academy, plunging headlong into a fantasy world where he aimed to persuade even flowers and grass through his silver tongue.

Seeing this, how could Ye Kuang possibly tolerate it?

If he could endure even this, then he wouldn’t be Ye Kuang—the shameless, undisputed top boss.