"Immortal Enchanting Formation…?" Wang Xiaoqiang said with a slight surprise, "No wonder, although the palace scenery is beautiful, I always feel like it's shrouded in clouds and mist. Even my Divine Sense isn't very clear, it feels like looking at flowers through a foggy veil…"

"Yes, everyone who enters Moon Crescent Palace will feel this way because this Immortal Enchanting Formation not only confuses people's vision but also their Divine Sense. Actually, not just you, even I, who have lived here for decades, still feel confused sometimes and even get lost…"

Gong Ziyu smiled self-mockingly after speaking and continued, "This Immortal Enchanting Formation was set up by the ninth-generation Sect Leader of Moon Crescent Palace! Until now, it has been passed down for eighteen generations, ensuring Moon Crescent Palace has avoided several great calamities. Though it has not expanded, it remains safe and worry-free!"

"Uh, then this ninth-generation Sect Leader must have been a remarkably talented individual!"

"Yes, the ninth-generation Sect Leader was named Tang Xinyue. She was known to everyone as Madam New Moon. It is said that during her reign, Moon Crescent Palace was the largest sect in the Immortal Realm, comparable to Yueyang Academy…"

"Yueyang Academy?" Wang Xiaoqiang said in surprise, "It sounds like an academy, could it be a sect too?"

"Haha, you, Lord Marquis, are truly inexperienced," Gong Ziyu glared playfully at Wang Xiaoqiang and said, "You don't even know about Yueyang Academy. Yueyang Academy is the most authoritative institution in the Yellow Dragon Empire. Its nature is somewhat different from that of a sect. Cultivation sects focus solely on cultivation, while Yueyang Academy not only teaches methods of cultivation but also literary and scientific knowledge, combining these with cultivation…"

Gong Ziyu paused here and then continued, "It is said that the requirement to enter Yueyang Academy is reaching the Immortal Venerable Level of cultivation…"

"Such stringent requirements, there must scarcely be any students in Yueyang Academy!" Wang Xiaoqiang exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, only around a hundred people, and that's not all. To enter the academy, one must also pass examinations in literary and scientific knowledge. Those who do not pass cannot enter. For us common folk, we spend most of our time on cultivation, who has the leisure to study literary and scientific knowledge thoroughly!" Gong Ziyu lamented.

"So, Yueyang Academy consists mainly of imperial relatives and the offspring of cultivation nobles, all of them excellently skilled in both literature and martial arts…"

"Uh," Wang Xiaoqiang nodded thoughtfully.

Seeing the topic had drifted, Gong Ziyu then said, "Sect Leader Wang, are you tired from walking? How about resting at my Palace Moon Pavilion?"

Wang Xiaoqiang nodded in agreement and said, "Palace Master, just call me Little Qiang from now on; calling me Sect Leader Wang sounds quite awkward."

"Alright, then I'll call you Little Qiang…" Gong Ziyu said happily after hearing this: "And you should just call me Ziyu, not Palace Master…"

Wang Xiaoqiang nodded, "Hmm, Ziyu."

Upon hearing Wang Xiaoqiang calling her name, a tinge of shyness and sweetness swept through Gong Ziyu's heart. She hurriedly stepped forward to lead Wang Xiaoqiang to Palace Moon Pavilion.

Though Gong Ziyu was in her forties, psychologically she was still like a young girl. In her youth, she was absorbed in cultivation and never thought about matters between men and women. Moreover, Moon Crescent Palace consisted solely of female cultivators and seldom saw men. Like her sisters, her life was somewhat like that of a nun; her emotions remained as pure as a blank sheet of paper.

It wasn't until she became the Palace Master at thirty-six that she had a chance to face the world. At that time, people respectfully called her Palace Master, and the name Gong Ziyu was almost forgotten until just now when she heard Wang Xiaoqiang call her 'Ziyu', causing waves of ripples in her calm heart.

Wang Xiaoqiang noticed Gong Ziyu walking a step ahead of him, her slightly swaying waist exuding endless charm, mesmerizing his eyesight.

Soon, they entered a bamboo forest, under which lay a refined and elegant pavilion courtyard. This courtyard was Palace Moon Pavilion.

Upon entering Palace Moon Pavilion's gates, Wang Xiaoqiang discovered the interior to be even more delicate and refined, filled with the meticulous decorations reminiscent of a girl's boudoir, exuding a sense of softness and warmth.

Finally, under Gong Ziyu's guidance, Wang Xiaoqiang arrived at a spacious loft where upon entering, he caught a whiff of a fragrance that matched Gong Ziyu's scent. This indicated that this was indeed Gong Ziyu's daily living area.

The fragrance was rich and alluring but not overpowering, making it endlessly enjoyable.

"Little Qiang, have a seat. I'll have someone prepare wine; let's have a good drink." Gong Ziyu displayed no signs of treating Wang Xiaoqiang as an outsider and directly led him to sit on her soft mink fur couch.

Moreover, she sat next to Wang Xiaoqiang, as if it was prearranged. They were alone in the room, causing the atmosphere to turn a bit delicate.

Gong Ziyu, a mature woman, had a charm no less than that of a young girl, and such mature women were Wang Xiaoqiang's favorites.

"Ziyu, has Fan Renruo been causing you any trouble these past two days?"

"No, though I think he might come soon. I'm not afraid of him, but I don't want my disciples to sacrifice themselves for me; after all, they are all young girls…" Gong Ziyu appeared pitiful.

"Uh, it's good he hasn't come! Don't be afraid of him, I'm here." Wang Xiaoqiang reassured her.

"Little Qiang, why don't you stay here for a few days? It's also suitable for cultivation, and the palace is abundant in cultivation resources. If you need anything, I will satisfy your needs at any time…" Gong Ziyu said expectantly.

"Alright, I'll stay for a few days then." Wang Xiaoqiang nodded and smiled.

Gong Ziyu was delighted when Wang Xiaoqiang agreed. Her beautiful eyes glanced at Wang Xiaoqiang, then shyly lowered her gaze. Her long eyelashes fluttered, and her eyelids showed a hint of blush.

"Ziyu, are you really forty years old? You seem like you are only in your twenties."

He couldn't deny having some feelings for Gong Ziyu, but he knew that a woman like her required time, needed to be approached gradually. Otherwise, it might backfire. He wondered if her proximity to him now was her way of testing him.

Gong Ziyu felt a moment of pleasure at hearing Wang Xiaoqiang's veiled compliment. She raised her eyes and said earnestly, "Yes, I'm truly forty, almost forty-one if counting the extra year."

"Haha, you are indeed naturally beautiful and ageless! Very rare!" Wang Xiaoqiang exclaimed in utter amazement.

"Enough, stop flattering me; I am over forty, not a young anymore. Alas, look at my skin, it already has wrinkles!" Gong Ziyu sighed softly, rolled up her embroidered red sleeve, and stretched her fair arm in front of Wang Xiaoqiang for him to see.

This action was somewhat provocative and alluring, tinged with a bit of seduction. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) for recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.