Chương 250: The Blood Moon Enchantress

Forget-Sorrow Island. At its center stood a three-story pavilion, exquisitely carved and engraved, named the Langhuan Water Pavilion. This was the venue where the Yaochi Tea Party was held every year. Stepping inside, Song Que couldn't help but be astonished by the architectural and mechanical prowess of this era. The interior of this pavilion was actually completely hollow, acting as a dome surrounding a small lake in the middle.

Sunlight poured in unhindered through the large windows on the third floor, making the indoor space nearly as bright as the outside. The lake was filled with lotus and water lilies. Oddly enough, even in early spring, they were already in full bloom, appearing exceptionally vibrant and dazzling under the golden sunlight. Several stone pillars rose three meters above the water's surface in the center of the lake.

The surrounding support columns were also made of stone, from which small waterfalls cascaded down, enticing schools of fish to swim playfully. The scenery was truly a feast for the eyes and the mind. Secretly using his Domain to perceive the intricate mechanical techniques within, Grandee Song cried out in admiration. It was truly a work of art surpassing nature; the sight alone was well worth the trip. Just as he was mesmerized by the view, a familiar figure smiled and walked toward them.

"Brother Song! Isn't it beautiful? The first time I came here, I was just like you, shocked for half a day before I could recover." Following the voice, Song Que returned to his senses and smiled:"Zishan, so you were in here. I was just wondering why I hadn't seen you."

"Hehe, I'm stationed right here to guide everyone. Brother Song, Miss Yun, please follow me."

"Alright, thank you for the trouble, Zishan!" Following Xu Zishan up to the second floor—as the third floor here was purely for letting in light and decoration—the second floor held the most premium seats. There were only twenty tables arranged here, showing that the organizers had paid special attention to Song Que. The beautiful Xu Zishan was busy with many tasks. After bringing them here and exchanging a few careful words with Song Que, she headed back down to continue her receptionist duties.

Watching this little thief flirt and chat with another woman right in front of her, Yun Xi inadvertently felt a bit uncomfortable. Unable to hold back, she said sourly:"Young Noble Song's connections are truly wide; you even know the beauties of the Heavenly River Sword Sect. I wonder if you need this little lady to point out a few romantic spots for you to rendezvous with a beauty?" Oh? This tone... is she jealous? Could this little girl like me? Grandee Song's heart leaped with joy.

It seemed his charm couldn't be hidden no matter what. Reminding himself a thousand and ten thousand times in his head to stay vigilant—not to fall into the illusion of love or eat someone's overly ripe melon—the Saintly Master of Love smiled broadly and turned to explain:"Hehe, she's the daughter of the Qinghe County Magistrate. We naturally had the fate of meeting a few times. Don't worry, Yun Xi, you are still in the lead in my heart. Just push a little harder, and you can easily knock me down. Keep it up!"

"Who wants to knock you down?!" Yun Xi was so angered by this scumbag that she lightly scolded him, then turned away in a huff, ignoring him. She leaned her head against the railing and looked down at the fish in the small lake—out of sight, out of mind...... Since the beauty refused to talk and Qingzhu was also unhappy, Grandee Song could only turn to chat idly with Old Shen. After a while, hearing a shout from outside, he perked up and looked toward the main table.

"The Eldest Miss arrives!" The beaded curtains were drawn back by two maids, and a young woman, surrounded like the moon by the stars, stepped down as if descending from a celestial fairyland. Beautiful! Exquisitely beautiful! So beautiful it shook the soul; a beauty that defied common sense! The story has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation. This was Song Que's evaluation upon seeing her for the first time.

Her long, platinum-blonde hair cascaded down to the mortal realm like a brilliant, flowing galaxy. Her figure was graceful, curving perfectly in all the right places. Her facial features were even more exquisite, as if meticulously carved by the heavens—without a single flaw, making it impossible for anyone to find even the slightest imperfection. The most soul-hooking aspect was the pair of ruby-like eyes adorning that peerless face. They were a shimmering, enchanting red, a beauty beyond description.

This was not a beauty that belonged to the mortal realm. This person could be a fairy, a god, or a demon, but absolutely not the ultimate limit of beauty a human could achieve. Is this the standard of the Top Ten Beauties?! Song Que gasped in awe. I am not worthy. At least right now, I am absolutely not worthy. He involuntarily felt this sentiment, simultaneously understanding what Old Gao had meant earlier. Indeed, one only dared to look up to her in reverence.

Even someone with a powerful spirit like Song Que was stunned by this Blood Moon Enchantress. The others, whether male or female, naturally couldn't escape her charm, all staring blankly, speechless......

"Welcome, everyone, to today's Yaochi Tea Party." A clear, melodious voice rang out, pulling the crowd back to reality.

"Is that young noble over there the Black Gorilla, Song Que?" Zhao Mingyue's seat was almost directly opposite Song Que's. She easily noticed the fleeting distraction in his eyes, his incredibly powerful willpower preventing him from falling into the illusion like the others. Thus, she smiled and asked out of curiosity. Although she was smiling, Song Que still felt a chilling sense of distance.

It seemed this girl's personality matched her name—like a bright moon perched high above, allowing mortals only to look up. Knowing this wasn't her intention and was merely a product of his sharp spiritual perception, Grandee Song still felt somewhat uncomfortable. It truly felt like a loser facing a goddess—stiff and awkward in his movements. This feeling wasn't pleasant in the least. He had to exert great effort to maintain his composure and not reveal any unusual emotions.

He cupped his hands and answered in a deep voice:"That is indeed this humble one. Greetings, Miss Zhao!"

"I have heard of your deeds. Truly not bad at all!" Smiling and nodding in praise, Zhao Mingyue calmly walked toward the main seat and sat down. That bald donkey, Hui Wu, had also appeared, walking behind her and taking a seat not far away. With just a simple sentence from this beauty, Grandee Song instantly became a thorn in the eyes of ninety percent of the men in the hall. Countless gazes shot toward him, filled with naked jealousy and envy.

His sharp spirit immediately felt the prickling sensation, but Master Song didn't care much. He sat back down and silently watched the unfolding events.

"Young Noble Song has great fortune. There aren't many people in this world who can catch the Enchantress's eye," Yun Xi leaned close to his ear and whispered, a hint of jealousy in her tone. Smelling the faint fragrance beside him, Song Que still felt that a beauty like Yun Xi was much more real. That Zhao Mingyue was simply too cold; like the Fairy of the Moon Palace, she didn't belong in the mortal realm. Looking at Yun Xi's envious, star-struck expression, he chuckled and teased:"See that, Yun Xi?

My charm is just that irresistible. If you have any ideas, you need to act on them immediately! Strike while the iron is hot. If you wait until this peerless flower of mine is plucked by someone else, it'll be too late for regrets." His answer was a two-finger pinch to his waist. Unfortunately, this guy had thick skin and tough meat, so he didn't feel much pain. Furthermore, this action was simply too intimate, and quite a few people paying attention had seen it.

Having made the gesture, Yun Xi immediately regretted it. Not understanding what had possessed her, she blushed deeply with embarrassment and buried her head to the side like an ostrich. Her adorable appearance made Grandee Song chuckle softly. Everyone present possessed profound cultivation. Although the two were whispering, it was impossible to prevent others from hearing. Mingyue naturally heard every word, but she wasn't angry.

Looking at that dark, solid lump of iron over there acting so flashy, the Enchantress couldn't help but reveal a charming smile. One smile topples a city; a second smile topples a nation. A simple smile instantly mesmerized the crowd, plunging everyone back into a boundless illusion......

"Men, serve the tea!" Zhao Mingyue's voice, ringing like striking jade and pearls, woke everyone up. Many were immediately terrified, reining in their minds and not daring to cast another glance her way. As the maids brought up a pot of fragrant tea to each table, Mingyue continued:"This tea is called Dao-Seeking Tea. It is brewed from leaves picked from the thousand-year-old ancient tree atop the Sanqing Daoist Temple's mountain. My father went through great lengths to acquire a few catties of it.

Everyone, please enjoy!" Hearing this, Song Que was also curious. He poured out a few cups and took a sip. With just a small sip, Song Que felt the fragrance seep into his very organs. A refreshing sensation spread from head to toe, invigorating his spirit and clearing his mind. It truly left an endless aftertaste.

"Excellent tea!" Everyone couldn't hold back their heartfelt praises.

"Recently, talented young heroes have continuously emerged in our Yangnan Circuit, especially Young Hero Song here, who possesses First-Tier potential at such a young age. My father is extremely pleased, which is why he specifically bestowed this Dao-Seeking Tea for everyone to enjoy. You could say everyone is basking in the glow of Young Hero Song today." From the very beginning, it could be said that Master Song had monopolized the goddess's favor.

This was already the second time everyone had heard Zhao Mingyue mention his name. A bunch of the Enchantress's brainless fanboys truly hated Villain Song to death. Sitting in his seat, Song Que also felt waves of chills down his spine. If looks could kill, he would have undoubtedly been subjected to the death of a thousand cuts by the men here today. Fortunately, his spirit was exceptionally strong, preventing him from losing his composure.

Exhibiting neither arrogance nor flattery, he cupped his hands once more:"Miss Zhao praises me too highly, it is merely a bit of luck." Nodding, Mingyue didn't dwell on the matter and spoke:"Everyone, please take your time and enjoy the tea!"