Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 600 Moon Palace Dance Troupe (Part 1)
In the world where the sun and moon are in sync, Mo Yu awakened his innate divine power, "One Proof, Eternal Proof," and went to the Dream of Myriad Businesses to pick and eat many fruits of myriad businesses. He inherently possesses a portion of the metal element.

Later, his innate supernatural power was also mastered by other beings from other worlds.

This gave him several important footholds on the path to immortality.

Finally, Zhang Bairen used the Jade Emperor's authority to bestow upon Tianpeng's Great Luo Dao Fruit, which he possessed.

Tianpeng's Great Luo Dao Fruit is interconnected with his own metal nature.

Mo Yu was naturally Emperor Tianpeng.

Even the Purple Star Emperor, who sat high on the throne, paused abruptly in his cup-holding fingers when he saw Mo Yu for the first time.

He almost mistook it for the return of his top general, Marshal Tianpeng.

But in an instant, he realized what was happening.

'It is Tianpeng's Great Luo Dao Fruit, but it is not him.'

Immediately, the Ziwei Emperor shifted his gaze to the 'Tianren Zhenjun' beside Mo Yu, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

Yu, who also wields the power of the Heavenly Emperor and has begun to merge the Great Luo and the Golden Nature, has attained the half-step Primordial Dao Fruit.

Zhang Bairen's pretense was instantly exposed once the Ziwei Emperor became serious.

But Zhang Bairen didn't care.

Instead, he grinned at the Ziwei Emperor, revealing a bright smile that said, "Brother, I'm here."

This cheeky provocation caused the Emperor Ziwei to freeze in his tracks for a moment.

The Great Emperor of the North Pole, who commands countless stars and oversees the Water, Thunder, and Dipper Departments!
He was the most powerful and had the strongest military force among the Four Emperors, or rather, the Six Emperors, whose power was almost on par with that of the Jade Emperor.

Taiyin Xingjun, as one of the Eleven Luminaries, belongs to the Dou Department and is naturally under the command of the Great Emperor of the North Pole Ziwei.

In this Moon Palace, the power that the Ziwei Emperor can wield is almost no less than that of the Jade Emperor!
Just like the tense relationship between mortal emperors and powerful feudal lords who hold considerable military power.

Their conflict was common knowledge in Heaven as well as among the general public.

Tianpeng was the most important pawn lost by the Ziwei Emperor in this covert battle.

As the most trusted and most relied-upon person of the Ziwei Emperor!
Marshal Tianpeng, a Great Golden Immortal, is the head of the Four Saints of the North Pole and also the head of the Nine Great Divine Generals of the North Pole!
He alone held the power of the Water Department, Thunder Department, and Fighting Department, as well as the military power of the three armies!

It can be said that in the entire pantheon of the Northern Emperor, Tianpeng is definitely second only to the Ziwei Emperor and above all other gods.

And then, there was this one pillar supporting the sky.

Simply because he flirted with the Fairy of Rainbow Robes.

Just a mere Chang'e.

Zhang Bairen seized upon this as an excuse to strip him of his Great Luo Dao Fruit and banish him to the mortal realm in front of the Three Realms.

Although the Jade Emperor stated at the time that this was in order to cooperate with the Western Paradise in order to prevent the great calamity of the Journey to the West.

He sent down a general with the curtain-raising skill, thinking of sending one down for the Northern Emperor as well, so that everyone could benefit from it; it was a kind intention.

He also kindly suggested that since he had produced the Curtain-Raising General, he should also allocate a spot to the Northern Emperor's side to go on the journey to the West, which would surely bring great merit in the future.

But Tianpeng was reincarnated as a pig, and in the end, the Western Paradise only gave him the position of Clean Altar Messenger...

"This is more than just a slap in the face."

"This is tantamount to seizing your strongest son in front of all the feudal lords, castrating him, and then sending him to the palace to become a eunuch!"

Mo Yu stood there, and after briefly reviewing the plot in his mind, he could understand what the Jade Emperor was doing.

"He's weakening the power of the regional military governors!!"

Consider the fate of Chao Cuo and others who participated in the reduction of the power of the regional military governors.

Mo Yu immediately decided to run away.

He may be belligerent, but he's not stupid.

He who knows when to fight and when not to fight will be victorious. This is the first lesson of military strategy!
And now, he's using Tianpeng's face and carrying Tianpeng's Dao Fruit, following the culprit, the Jade Emperor, to cause trouble at the banquet of the victim, the Great Emperor Ziwei...

This isn't just rubbing salt into a wound; it's like continuing to cut flesh with a dull knife on a wound that hasn't even healed yet!
However, just as he was preparing to run away to another world, he planned to gain enough strength to stand between the two of them and give each of them a punch before running back.

The Ziwei Emperor, seated on the main throne, shifted his gaze from Zhang Bairen back to him.

"Tianpeng."

He pointed to the empty jade table next to him, which was second only to his own: "Since you're here, please take a seat."

wow-

All the generals present at the banquet, whether they were drinking or talking, immediately stood up.

Dozens of powerful, ardent, and reverent gazes instantly locked onto Mo Yu, and they all clasped their fists in salute!

"Welcome back to your post, Marshal!"

"Welcome the Emperor!"

Mo Yu: "..."

He felt like he was being roasted over a fire.

He didn't understand why the Ziwei Emperor not only didn't expose him as a fake on the spot, but also took the initiative to support him.

Mo Yu absolutely refused to believe that the disguise Zhang Bairen had put up for himself could fool the Northern Emperor, who was also a "Royal".

He turned to look at Zhang Bairen.

Zhang Bairen smiled, his face full of the pleasure of watching a good show.

"Your Majesty, why are you looking at me?"

He asked knowingly, "His Majesty has invited you; you may go."

Mo Yu dared not transmit her voice in front of these powerful figures who had reached the Golden Immortal level; she could only stare at them with wide eyes.

Zhang Bairen chuckled, and that cheeky voice echoed in his mind again:

"Oh, Brother Mo, don't look at me like that. Go ahead, I guarantee the Northern Emperor will not lay a hand on you today."

'You have absolutely no credibility with me,' Mo Yu thought to himself.

He felt like he was being held down on a chessboard by Zhang Bairen, this old silver coin, and used as a pawn to cross the river, specifically to stir up trouble.

But Mo Yu was an audacious man, and the more dangerous the situation, the more it fueled his madness.

He would like to see.

What tricks are these two Heavenly Emperors playing?!
Mo Yu was not intimidated. Since the Ziwei Emperor had given him a way out, he would accept it.

Facing the tangible gazes of the immortals, and amidst the greetings of numerous divine generals, he walked indifferently through the central passageway.

"Welcome, Marshal!"

The five great generals of the North Pole—the God of Longevity, the God of Protection, the God of Mighty Sword, the God of Victory over Heaven, and the God of Destroying Demons—all pay their respects!
"marshal!"

The first person to exclaim in shock, Master Weijian, was so excited that his face turned completely red.

Zhenwu Zhenjun and Yisheng Zhenjun, two colleagues of the Four Saints, also clasped their fists in greeting to him.

Vice Marshal Tianyou stepped forward personally and gestured, saying, "Marshal, please take a seat."

Mo Yu, however, had a strong heart. He remained calm and simply nodded slightly in return to everyone he met.

Finally, he approached the Emperor Ziwei, who was only ten steps away, clasped his hands in greeting, and bowed deeply.

"See Your Majesty."

The Purple Star Emperor was clearly a solemn person, with little expression, and simply uttered a single word:
"sit."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Mo Yu didn't stand on ceremony; with a flick of his sleeve, he sat down at his personal jade table to the right.

This position is undoubtedly that of a trusted confidant. Sitting here, he can see the entire venue layout more clearly and feel the immense, unfathomable pressure emanating from the Purple Star Emperor.

The seats at these tables are arranged in an orderly fashion; they weren't just randomly placed.

He sat as the head of the generals of the North Pole, with the three saints Tianyou, Zhenwu, and Yisheng to his right.

Meanwhile, Zhang Bairen, disguised as Tianren Zhenjun, was sitting at the table below Jiuchen, with his arm around the shoulders of the other Zhenjuns, without any flaws whatsoever.

It was as if he truly was the Heavenly Lord Ren.

At this moment, graceful fairies began to enter the arena like flowing water, their bare feet stepping lightly and silently on the jade floor.

However, many tables in the venue were clearly set up, but were completely empty.

Or rather, the majority of them are empty, such as the first one on the left side of the Ziwei Emperor.

"That's the spot reserved for Doumu Yuanjun."

Relying on his strength, Zhang Bairen casually transmitted his voice to him, saying, "However, due to some reasons, Doumu Yuanjun usually won't participate in the battle."

Mo Yu noticed that the Ziwei Emperor glanced at him but didn't say anything.

This puzzled him greatly.

Judging from the demeanor of the Ziwei Emperor, he is clearly a ruthless person who commands a large army and is decisive in killing.

The Jade Emperor's current behavior is practically blatant provocation; he's practically coming to provoke us.

Hundreds of years ago, he suffered such a huge loss and lost his most trusted Marshal Tianpeng. How could he still tolerate this?
If word got out, wouldn't the morale of his unruly and fierce generals collapse?!

However, Zhang Bairen, who seems to be a chatterbox, is surprisingly tight-lipped on this most crucial issue.

Even when Mo Yu cast an inquiring glance, he simply pretended not to see it.

He leisurely drank wine and ate fairy fruits, and even reached out to gently brush his hand against the fairy maiden's soft hand as she poured him wine, causing the fairy maiden to blush.

His practiced manner made it clear that he had impersonated Tianren Zhenjun quite often.

It's even possible that this True Lord Tianren was originally an incarnation of him.

It's important to know that Jiuchen refers to the nine stars in the Qimen Dunjia divination system, which is another name for the seven stars of the Big Dipper plus two hidden stars.

Tianpeng is the head of the Nine Stars, also known as the Greedy Wolf True Lord. He was later promoted to Marshal Tianpeng. Jiuchen is considered his old brother, comparable to a personal guard.

If the Left Assistant Star Heavenly True Lord was originally the Jade Emperor, or one of the Jade Emperor's men...

That only means that he has been plotting against Tianpeng for quite some time now.

Originally, this kind of thing had little to do with Mo Yu.

But the problem is, he is now Tianpeng!

The bold ones will be starved to death, and the timid ones will be starved to death.

Although it is unknown how this Great Luo Dao Fruit was peeled off.

But to be frank, he wanted it, but he didn't want to help the Jade Emperor with the task!
Mo Yu sat high below the Ziwei Emperor, his mind filled with countless thoughts, but his face remained expressionless. He simply picked up the wine cup in front of him, quietly drinking and eating fruit.

These fruits and drinks are just ordinary fruits; apart from being tastier, they don't have any special effects on enhancing one's strength.

After all, this world has no spiritual energy, but spiritual fruits contain spiritual essence...

That thing is only in the hands of a few people.

The gods and generals of the three departments of Dou, Shui, and Lei at the banquet were not surprised to see him like this.

After all, in their impression, their old boss, although he held a high position and was fierce in wartime, was usually cautious and even somewhat dull except when fighting.

After three rounds of drinks,

"Ding--"

A clear, crisp sound rang out.

The fairy maids who had been serving wine and drinks quietly withdrew.

Immediately afterwards, a group of fairy maidens dressed in simple white gauze, carrying various musical instruments, gracefully entered the venue like a flock of fluttering butterflies.

As soon as these fairies entered, the almost tangible bloody aura within the arena seemed to be diluted.

They took their places in the center of the Guiyue Terrace, some playing the zither, some playing the flute, and some playing the pipa.

As the melodious celestial music began, even though it was just the opening act, Mo Yu couldn't help but feel refreshed and invigorated, as if his soul had been cleansed.

He had to admit that although Zhang Bairen was a bit of a scoundrel, his taste was really not bad.

This Guiyue Palace Dance Troupe is indeed quite something.

As celestial music began, a fairy in a white dress and with white hair, her bare, delicate ankles as white as jade, slowly emerged from the depths of the moonlight, stepping to the rhythm of the music.

Mo Yu's gaze was instantly drawn to it.

In terms of appearance and temperament alone, this white-haired fairy is in no way inferior to the Taiyin True Lord whom Mo Yu had only glimpsed before!

If we say that the Taiyin Zhenjun is an ancient deity who is high above, cold and majestic, and indifferent to all living beings.

The white-haired fairy who led the dance possessed an extreme aloofness and purity, yet in every movement, every smile, and every gesture, she exuded a captivating charm that penetrated to the bone.

With sweeping, powerful dance moves, she spun around, her skirt billowing, revealing her two long, straight legs through the thin veil.

Her eyes were clear and cold like the moon, but as she swept across the table, they lingered on Mo Yu's face for a moment longer than intended.

As Mo Yu watched the song and dance before him, half of a wine cup hung in the air in his hand, the wine swaying slightly.

A few drops of wine splashed out of the glass, but he was completely unaware, only staring at the white figure.

Her cool, aloof face, paired with her incredibly alluring dance moves and stunning figure...

Who the hell can handle this?!
However, the True Lord of the Mighty Sword, who was sitting not far in front of him, did not watch the lively song and dance performance at all. Instead, he kept turning around and staring intently at the 'Emperor Tianpeng'.

He saw that his marshal had not drunk from his cup, and his eyes were fixed on the white-haired dancer without blinking.

"clang--!"

He crushed the wine cup in the hand of the Mighty Sword True Lord!
The wine splashed everywhere, and the music stopped abruptly.

"Ha! For so many years, it's been the same few dances over and over again. I'm already tired of seeing them."

His eyes widened, and his beard and hair stood on end. "His Majesty hosted this banquet, and the Moon Goddess personally selected you all to come. Is this how you're supposed to fob His Majesty off?!"

Dozens of fairies, dressed in plain white robes and barefoot on the cold jade platform, knelt down in unison like willow catkins blown by a strong wind.

They pressed their foreheads tightly against the jade floor, trembling.

The white-haired fairy who led the dance was no exception.

She also knelt on the ground, her white hair, as pure as moonlight, cascading down and obscuring her face.

But the extent of her trembling was far less than that of the other fairies. The taut lines of her back were less a sign of fear and more a cold numbness.

The singing and dancing stopped abruptly.

Mo Yu had just raised the wine cup, preparing to drink the remaining half of the osmanthus wine, when his movements involuntarily froze.

The wine sloshed in the glass, reflecting his somewhat bewildered face.

He actually thought the singing and dancing was quite good.

The white-haired fairy's supple waist, the long, jade-like legs that peeked out from under her skirt as she twirled, and her eyes that held a cool yet alluring quality... all of these were quite pleasing to the eye.

However, it's also possible that this was his first time seeing it.

He looked around and saw that the other generals did not seem to object either, and they all sat upright with their eyes fixed straight ahead.

Perhaps they've eaten and seen too much of it in their daily lives, and they might really be tired of it.

(End of this chapter)