Chapter 31

Within a few hours.

With the arrival of the Anemo Archon, it seemed like a signal.

The remaining Seven Archons arrived one after another.

"Let's go, we should go down too."

Watching the gods arrive one by one, Morax said as he led the way down the pavilion, coming to the long table that belonged to him on Yujing Terrace.

To distinguish the Seven Archons, the tables were specially cast according to the personality and characteristics of the gods.

The place where the Geo Archon was located was very steady and heavy, with bright yellow desks equipped with dragon patterns.

Barbatos followed behind, sitting almost next to him.

Placing the beloved dandelion wine by the table, the Anemo Archon greeted his colleagues very familiarly one by one.

With his social-bull-force, regardless of whether the other party was cold or enthusiastic, he treated them equally.

After the six gods were seated, it was discovered that one was still missing.

Barbatos looked around and shouted: "Why hasn't Baal arrived yet? If she doesn't come, I won't care about her and will start drinking directly."

The Cryo Archon opposite him answered in a cold tone: "The time is still early, perhaps on the way."

Although the Cryo Archon, who looked the least approachable, was the first to answer the question, no one present was surprised.

Having known each other for thousands of years, everyone was very familiar.

Cold on the outside and hot on the inside—that's the Cryo Archon.

The Pyro Archon laughed and teased: "Barbatos, you are still the same, you haven't changed at all."

"Hehe, the greatest joy in life is placed in front of you, but you have to force yourself to endure it; it is simply the greatest torture."

Smelling the amber-colored wine liquid in the exquisite wine vessel on the table, the mellow and long fragrance was continuous, and Barbatos was almost floating, having long forgotten the dandelion wine he brought.

Seeing his greedy look like a lecher seeing a stunning beauty, even the Hydro Archon couldn't help but smile.

Morax's eyes were full of smiles, and he introduced unhurriedly: "This wine is made by the immortals picking morning dew from Jueyun, using Qingxin, Glaze Lily, and dozens of other flowers as ingredients, sealed in jars underground for ten years before getting a pot; it is called Hundred Flower Fragrance."

Hearing that it took so much trouble to get this fine wine, the Dendro Archon from Sumeru praised it.

"No wonder the wine fragrance is refreshing, yet fresh and sweet; can you tell me the details?"

Hearing this, Mountain Shaper, who was standing behind the Emperor, took the initiative to reply: "This is a small path; being able to get such praise from the Dendro Archon, I must not hide it."

"Eh eh eh, there's also me!"

Barbatos hurriedly inserted a sentence, so as not to miss the recipe for fine wine.

Everyone laughed loudly.

A small episode passed.

The gods took the opportunity to talk about the interesting things they had experienced.

The immortals accompanied them at the end, perfectly acting as the role of supporting roles.

And the Liyue Qixing, who were usually noble in status, could only do the work of pouring wine and moving dishes for the gods.

When the conversation was at its peak, Barbatos took out the Skyward Harp, intending to play a song for everyone.

Before playing, he suddenly looked at the Geo Archon.

"By the way, Morax, has the Yaksha's karmic debt improved since we last met?"

"Since we parted last time, thanks to you, the harp music has purified a lot of resentment and karma; for this, I must thank you."

Barbatos waved his hand, not caring: "Hi, small matter, if there is a problem, you can find me at any time, as long as the wine is enough."

"Must be enough."

The Pyro Archon teased: "Morax, you have given him a good excuse; I am afraid that from now on, I will see this drunkard from time to time."

The Geo Archon smiled without saying a word.

Barbatos was unhappy and loudly retorted that he looked down on people.

I, the Anemo Archon, am unconstrained and love freedom all my life; how could I be hung up by a mere pot of wine?

Just as they were arguing, they suddenly caught a glimpse of a pitch-black vortex-shaped portal appearing in the center.

The gathering of the Seven Archons had a sudden change; the attending Qixing changed their faces immediately, intending to call the Millelith, but saw the Emperor waving his hand to indicate no need to pay attention.

The Qixing looked around and found that the other five gods were also accustomed to it, and suddenly realized.

The most powerful Seven Archons in the world are all here; no matter what assassin, coming is sending their life, why panic?

However, contrary to the Qixing's expectations, only three people appeared from the pitch-black portal in the next second.

Before they could see the visitors clearly, the Anemo Archon, who was holding the Skyward Harp, brightened his eyes and greeted them happily first.

"Long time no see, you guy, you finally came this time."

Appearing from the portal were the Raiden twins and Luo Li.

Seeing that the Anemo Archon was very familiar with the young man whose appearance was peerless in the world, including the other gods, everyone was not surprised.

The Qixing were confused; they naturally knew the leading Electro Archon, but they had never seen Luo Li.

After all, the last time he participated in the gathering of the Seven was a hundred years ago.

In terms of human lifespan, it cannot be said that there are none who can live to this age, but there are very few, not to mention that the Qixing have only been in office for twenty or thirty years.

"Sorry, I'm a bit late."

Makoto led her sister to sit down at her own main seat, apologizing to her colleagues. ===== CHAPTER 33 =====