Keyboard Immortal - Chapter 2965

Immortal Chapter 1478 Who is the Number One Succubus?

Zu’an had long heard that the Chaos God might be the strongest among the true gods, but he was always mysterious and showed little interest in anything, so he had never seen him before. He

had only glimpsed the meaning of chaos through Tingxue.

He never expected that such a being would be brought into this world, and become Lü Bu, who was originally the strongest individual in the world.

The crowd was clearly also attracted to Lü Bu, and each of them showed a hint of shock.

Even the previously arrogant Yan Liang, Wen Chou, and even Sun Jian and Sun Ce subconsciously avoided eye contact with Lü Bu. They were all horrified;

such a figure actually existed in the world.

“Please sit down, everyone, no need for formalities,” He Jin laughed heartily, walking to the main seat and sitting down. Ding Yuan and Lü Bu stood behind him.

After everyone was seated again, Wang Yun clapped his hands and announced loudly, “This banquet is mainly to celebrate Zigan’s reinstatement!”

This drew cheers. Lu Zhi had a high reputation among the gentry, and they regarded this as a victory over the eunuch faction.

He Jin, seated at the head of the table, chuckled, “Zi Gan’s ability to overcome this difficulty is inseparable from the efforts of everyone present. However, I think the person we should thank most is Xuande. If it weren’t for his escort over thousands of miles and his subsequent petition, we probably wouldn’t be here to see Zi Gan today.”

He then gave Zu An a half-smile, and everyone else turned to look at him as well. Only Lü Bu remained indifferent, seemingly uninterested in anything.

Zu An hurriedly rose to return the greeting, a chill running through him. Being watched by a true god was not a pleasant experience.

However, now, as the envoy of two gods, possessing the power of death, the seed of reproduction, and the ties of the first true god, he couldn’t hide it any longer.

With He Jin leading the way, Wang Yun and others echoed, congratulating Zu An on becoming an imperial uncle and being appointed as one of the Western Garden Commandants.

If before he was merely a young man from the borderlands, now he was a pivotal figure in the power center of the capital.

Only Yuan Shu snorted, seemingly very dissatisfied that such a despised fellow would one day be on equal footing with him.

As they chatted, Wang Yun changed the subject: “It’s a pity that Mengde, despite his great achievements, was dismissed from his post as Commandant of the Western Garden and appointed as a Gentleman Attendant at the

Palace Gate. It seems those eunuch factions were behind it.” Others offered words of comfort: “The Gentleman Attendant at the Palace Gate is one step closer to the Emperor, which is enough to prove the Emperor’s trust, making future promotions easier.”

Cao Cao remained calm and composed, earning everyone’s secret nods of agreement; they felt he was much more reliable than Yuan Shu.

Zu An, however, secretly pondered that the Emperor’s arrangement was probably not due to the eunuch faction’s meddling, but rather retaliation for the sabotage done behind the scenes by the Guardian God during the last Order Ceremony…

With this incident as a starting point, the crowd in the hall began to denounce those wicked eunuch factions again.

Seeing the clenched teeth of those elderly men, Zu An thought that the conflict between the two sides had truly reached an irreconcilable point.

After several rounds of drinks and dishes, Wang Yun suddenly stood up, cupped his hands in greeting, and said with a smile, “It is an honor to have you all here, distinguished guests. My daughter, Diao Chan, has been practicing dance since childhood. Today, I humbly request that she perform a dance for you all to enhance the ambiance.”

Zu An’s heart stirred; who was this legendary beauty of the Three Kingdoms?

The sound of string and wind instruments filled the air, and a troupe of dancers gracefully entered, their long sleeves flowing, their movements exquisite. The tense atmosphere in the hall gradually eased, and the guests naturally cheered. Soon,

the music suddenly changed, becoming melodious and gentle, like a clear spring flowing over stones, like moonlight illuminating a secluded forest.

The beaded curtain at the back of the hall was gently lifted, and a slender figure stepped out.

The lights in the hall seemed to dim for a moment, all eyes fixed on that figure.

The woman was about sixteen years old, her hair styled in a high bun, her phoenix eyes sparkling with spring, her skin like jade, and her waist slender and graceful. She wore a pale red dance dress, its long skirt trailing on the ground, its sleeves flowing like clouds. With each graceful step, she seemed like a fairy descending from the moon, untouched by worldly dust.

She gave a delicate bow, and the moment she raised her head, all the guests were stunned.

Her eyes, her aura, possessed a breathtaking beauty, like ripples spreading across a lake in spring, captivating all who beheld her.

Her beauty transcended words; she was beauty itself.

Yuan Shu’s wine cup hovered in mid-air, his eyes fixed on the woman, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

Yuan Shao’s gaze sharpened, a barely perceptible fervor flashing in his eyes.

Cao Cao’s hand, holding his wine cup, paused slightly, a meaningful smile playing on his lips as he murmured something under his breath.

Sun Ce, young and impetuous, blushed crimson, nearly dropping his wine cup, only to be caught by Sun Jian.

Even Lü Bu, who had previously shown no interest in anything, couldn’t help but let his eyes drift towards the beautiful figure.

Xun

You sighed, “I can calculate everything in the world, yet I can never truly calculate love and beauty.”

Zu An naturally knew the reason. The girl before him looked remarkably like Yu Yanluo, but he knew she wasn’t Yu Yanluo, but the very embodiment of the goddess of love and beauty.

With her presence, the quality of her dance was irrelevant; simply standing there, every smile and gesture, was a breathtakingly beautiful sight.

As Diao Chan danced, her skirt billowed, and she twirled to Zu An’s table, gracefully pouring him a cup of wine, as if it were part of the dance itself.

Gasps of admiration rose from the surrounding crowd, clearly filled with envy.

Diao Chan winked at him, and a melodious voice echoed in his mind: “I’m here to help you.”

Zu An felt the ever-increasing anger level backstage and couldn’t help but sigh: “I feel like you’re here to make me enemies.”

Diao Chan smiled, pursing her lips: “It’s my nature to spread love and beauty. Everyone will fall in love with me. This isn’t something I can control, but I believe you’ll have the last laugh.”

The two seemed to gaze at each other tenderly for a long time before Diao Chan returned to the center of the stage to dance.

Lu Zhi was somewhat surprised: “It seems she has a good impression of you.”

Although he had heard that his old friend had a very beautiful daughter, it was still quite unexpected that she was this beautiful.

Speaking of which, this guy’s charm is a bit too exaggerated. It’s one thing for his own daughter to be so enthusiastic when she saw him, but even Diao Chan showed him kindness on their first meeting?

Seeing the men around him with fierce eyes, he secretly shook his head. Indeed, beauty is a curse.

When the dance ended, Diao Chan bowed and left, and everyone in the audience was still savoring the stunning scene.

Many young scions of prominent families were tempted to propose marriage to Wang Yun upon their return.

Zu An, meanwhile, took the opportunity to leave the banquet, where Diao Chan was indeed waiting for him in the pavilion by the pond in the backyard.

“Now that you’ve come to this world, can you just tell me where those fragments of the first true gods’ souls are?” Zuan went straight to the point. This world was too vast; if they collected them aimlessly, who knew how long it would take.