I'm already a Great Luo Golden Immortal, how come you're only Martial Saints?

Yunmeng Sanren chuckled twice.

"Fellow Daoist, you've also come to celebrate the Dragon King's birthday? What a coincidence!"

Senior Brother Dayan took the jade box from Yunmeng Sanren and handed it to a mantis shrimp spirit next to him.

"This is Senior Yunmeng Sanren, and I am Qiufeng Daoren. We are old friends who have come together to celebrate the Dragon King's birthday! Please lead the way!"

Seeing the two chatting familiarly and noticing the heavy jade box in their hands, the mantis shrimp spirit quickly put on a smiling face.

"This way, please, esteemed immortals!"

They were led to a crystal-clear, bubble-shaped sphere on the sea surface.

This is the magic ball used by the Dragon Palace of the West Sea to welcome guests.

Senior Brother Dayan pulled the old immortal into the water sphere, not forgetting to turn back and call out to Ning Chen.

"Junior brother, keep up!"

Ning Chen's lips twitched, and he was completely convinced of his senior brother Dayan's supernatural abilities.

Such social skills, keen observation, and ability to leverage situations are truly unmatched!

The fact that the patriarch sent this senior brother to accompany me is indeed quite meaningful!

Ning Chen shook his head and quickly stepped into the water-guiding sphere.

The water sphere shimmered and enveloped the three of them as it sank towards the seabed.

The light and shadow shifted before my eyes. At first, it was the shimmering light created by sunlight penetrating the sea surface. As it gradually sank, the light became a deep, dark blue.

A huge, colorful school of fish swept past like flowing brocade.

Occasionally, a colossal sea monster, as large as a small mountain, would cast a glance from afar, its aura profound, before quickly disappearing into the deeper darkness.

The enormous coral reefs resemble underwater forests, with diverse shapes, vibrant colors, and a shimmering glow.

As you descend, the light doesn't disappear completely; instead, it gradually brightens, presenting a dreamlike and mysterious hue.

After diving for a short while, a great light suddenly appeared ahead!

A magnificent and resplendent crystal palace suddenly appeared at the end of the line of sight!

Its grandeur far surpasses the imagination of ordinary people.

The palace was carved and polished from whole pieces of transparent crystal. Inside, there were huge golden pillars, made of some kind of divine wood, which were hundreds of feet tall and carved with lifelike dragon reliefs.

The dragon's eye is inlaid with a large luminous pearl, emitting a soft and warm halo.

The enormous luminous pearls, considered treasures in the mortal world, were casually inlaid throughout the palace, illuminating the surrounding area for dozens of miles as bright as day.

Outside the palace, rows of shrimp soldiers and crab generals stood, dressed in bright silver armor and wielding gleaming steel forks and giant pincers. Each of them exuded a fierce aura, clearly being carefully selected elites of the sea.

There were also some enormous sea yakshas and sea patrol generals, riding ferocious sea beast mounts, patrolling around the palace.

The entire Dragon Palace was shrouded in a soft yet resilient barrier, isolating it from the immense pressure of billions of tons of seawater above.

On the barrier of light, auspicious light and thousands of auspicious clouds shone, and the glow of the sunset illuminated the nearby sea, creating a dreamlike and enchanting scene.

Countless deep-sea creatures were drawn by the glow of the sunset and swam around it from a distance.

The main gate of the palace is incredibly tall, carved from a single piece of huge white jade. Above the gate hangs a huge plaque with four large, golden characters written in a vigorous and elegant style: "West Sea Dragon Palace"!

Inside and outside the palace gates, celestial music filled the air, with melodious and pleasant sounds of pipes and strings, accompanied by the laughter and chatter of guests, creating a scene of a grand and prosperous celestial gathering.

Even with his vast experience and knowledge, Ning Chen was still shaken and secretly amazed when he witnessed the true appearance of the legendary underwater dragon palace.

"What a magnificent display of wealth! No one could surpass the imperial family, and even the gods could not match the opulence of the Crystal Palace! It truly deserves its reputation as one of the Four Seas Dragon Palaces, with its ever-changing and breathtaking beauty!"

The water sphere came to a steady stop on a plaza paved with giant seashells, and with a soft pop, it vanished into specks of light.

.......

Led by a palace maid, Ning Chen entered the Crystal Palace.

He noticed that outside the main hall, a similarly grand banquet was laid out on the Crystal Square.

Countless people in various costumes, including spirits, monsters, and even aquatic soldiers, were whispering and exchanging toasts, creating a noisy yet festive scene.

"May I ask, fairy...?"

Ning Chen casually pointed outside and asked.

"Are these fellow Daoists outside also here to celebrate the Dragon King's birthday? Why aren't they inside the hall?"

The person leading the three of them was a beautiful seahorse spirit with a curvaceous figure, who smiled and explained upon hearing this.

"Reporting to the Immortal, outside is a banquet to entertain the guests who have come to celebrate His Majesty the Dragon King of the West Sea. There are many guests, and the seating is slightly different according to their status. Since you are all of noble status, please move to the main hall and take your seats."

Ning Chen understood that these people outside were what later generations called those who ate at banquets.

Daoist Dayan seemed used to this; he simply nodded and smiled, as if it were the norm.

Upon entering the main hall of the Crystal Palace, the scene suddenly opened up, and the hall was filled with guests, all of whom were immortals with a dignified and otherworldly air, or powerful demon clan leaders who dominated their respective regions, or underworld deities. Ning Chen seemed to see the figures of Black and White Impermanence, but in the blink of an eye, the two disappeared again.

They did not begin their meal; some spoke in hushed tones, while others closed their eyes to rest.

On the jade-carved long table, delicacies were already laid out, including shimmering crystal jelly, fragrant thousand-year-old lingzhi soup, spiritually rich deep-sea jade marrow cups, and a large number of rare and exotic fruits that Ning Chen had never seen before. The nectar and jade liquid rippled with golden luster in the glass cups.

Senior Brother Dayan's eyes swept across the entire room like an eagle's, quickly locking onto an empty table in a relatively secluded spot, but with a decent view.

"Come, junior brother, sit here. It's quiet here!"

Without any hesitation, he abandoned the old immortal and went over to sit down by himself.

The old immortal's lips twitched, his understanding of the name "Autumn Wind Taoist" deepened.

As expected, he truly lives up to his reputation as the number one person to eat at banquets in the Loose Immortal Realm!

As soon as Ning Chen sat down, Senior Brother Dayan immediately lowered his voice and leaned closer.

"Junior brother, listen to your senior brother. Don't rush to eat now. The Dragon King of the West Sea is very concerned about his reputation, especially for such a grand birthday celebration. Let's wait until he finishes his speech before we start eating!"

"Pile some miscellaneous items on the seats next to us, to prevent others from vying for the throne with us. This is all the experience of your senior brother from a century of banquets, and today I'm passing it all on to you, junior brother..."

"Forehead......."

Ning Chen didn't dare to look up, feeling deeply ashamed...

I wonder how a divine figure like the Patriarch could have taught such a peerless genius as Senior Brother Dayan...

Just as Senior Brother Dayan was imparting the secrets of banquet etiquette to Ning Chen.

Outside the Crystal Palace, a banquet area is prepared for individual guests.

Zhang Qingxuan, along with Luo Zhantian, Tang Hao, Zhao Zhenyuan, Wu Dajin, Sun Rongrong, and others, were led to a seat.

As they walked along, the group felt like Granny Liu visiting the Grand View Garden.

Wu Dajin's eyes weren't enough to keep up with the demand.

"Rongrong, look at that luminous pearl, it's bigger than your breasts! If you could just take one, you'd be set for life!"

Sun Rongrong groaned, but was powerless to refute.

Although I have a stunning figure, it is not as magnificent as that luminous pearl.

Big spender!

Rongrong cursed inwardly, and made up her mind that she would eat the West Sea Dragon King out of house and home today!

Upon arriving at the banquet, the table was laden with delicacies from land and sea, as well as rare fruits and fine wines. Although not as extravagant as those in the palace, they were still rare treasures that were hard to find in the mortal world.

The rich aroma of food immediately wafted towards me.

Tang Hao, Zhao Zhenyuan, and the others were dazzled by the sight, their mouths practically watering.

"What are all these foods? They smell amazing!"

Sun Rongrong couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Waaah, tears of sadness streamed down my face!"

Tang Hao gazed at the entrance to the Crystal Palace, a magnificent and heavily guarded building in the distance, where he could vaguely see even more luxurious furnishings and the figures of guests inside. He couldn't help but tug at Zhang Qingxuan's sleeve.

"Master, Master! Look inside, there seems to be a banquet there too, much more grand than here! Why can't we go inside and sit? Don't we have invitations?"

Zhang Qingxuan's face flushed slightly, feeling rather embarrassed.

He naturally knew the difference between the inner hall and the outer seats. The founder of the Zhengyi Sect had made contributions to the Dragon Palace, and the founder, Zhang Daoling, was qualified to enter the inner hall.

However, the Zhengyi Sect is now in a weak position, and at this grand banquet of immortals in the Dragon Palace, they can only be seated at the outer table and are not qualified to enter.

Being questioned so directly by his disciple, the old Taoist felt he had lost face and became somewhat angry and embarrassed. He lowered his voice and reprimanded him.

"Silence! That's a celestial feast prepared for those ancient immortals and golden immortals of the Heavenly Court! We haven't yet joined the ranks of immortals, and to be granted a banquet by the Dragon King and to enjoy such celestial delicacies outside is already an immense blessing! Having anything to eat is already a great opportunity, so don't say anything unnecessary and just enjoy your meal!"

"oh oh......"