Xiao Mo's reason for attending this banquet stemmed from a vague, recurring thought.
As his subordinate, the Earth Goddess Helena Tis possessed such notions, so how could he, the central figure, not share the same sentiment?
Soon, a few days later, the time organized by Little Bird arrived once more.
On this day, the entire Primordial Continent was bathed in joyous celebration, far more jubilant than the New Year in the modern world.
Delicious food and stunning beauties were abundant everywhere.
However, in some places, posters of Xiao Mo were displayed in an exaggerated fashion.
They were as tall as two buildings, with his handsome face printed on them.
Below, numerous voluptuous goddesses, dressed scantily, stood kissing his poster.
Other male deities watched this scene with envy and jealousy.
Strangely, a few male deities were also there, kissing his poster.
Even Xiao Mo, whose skin was thick enough, felt his toes curl with embarrassment at this sight.
Never before had he so detested his widespread fame.
Jin Liuer, naturally innocent, romantic, and playful, ignored Xiao Mo's dissuasion and slipped away from his side, indulging in the revelry with immense joy.
Even Xian'er, the usually reserved head steward, couldn't help but glance at the happy crowd repeatedly.
When Xian'er almost stepped on Xiao Mo's clothes for the fourth time, Xiao Mo finally couldn't stand it any longer.
He covered his forehead and said with great helplessness, "Your Highness Xian'er, you should go and have fun too."
Xian'er had intended to continue her duties for one more moment, but she could no longer resist the allure of the crowd.
Finally, she bowed to Xiao Mo and immediately rushed off.
Seeing the deities of the Primordial Continent, who usually harbored animosity towards various factions, playing so happily, disregarding their status for the first time, Xiao Mo couldn't help but smile.
However, he didn't particularly enjoy such scenes, so he decided to find a quiet place to watch the others enjoy themselves.
But to his surprise, there were a group of "old foxes" among the crowd.
For example, the resurrected Lord of the Glorious Empire, Hes Adam.
The resurrected Lord of the Glorious Empire, Hes Adam, seemed like a completely different person.
As if he had finally unleashed his true nature, seeing Xiao Mo so leisurely and detached from the crowd, he boldly led his entourage and surrounded Xiao Mo, insisting that he join their revelry.
Xiao Mo found it difficult to escape the situation and felt a sense of helplessness.
But he let them have their way and joined in their merriment.
However, for some unknown reason, the female deities around him increased in number.
They even dared to touch his clothes, and before he could stop them, voices cried out his unspoken frustration.
"Hey, what are you guys doing!?"
"Let go of my male god, don't touch my male god's chest muscles!"
"Wow, you pervert, get your dirty hands off my male god's butt."
"Good heavens, you're so perverted you won't even spare men!"
"Hehehehehehe~"
"What the hell, who is this? Let me go, I'm not some big shot, you've got the wrong person!"
"Oh dear, no one is allowed to touch my male god, my male god is mine!"
"Get lost, get lost, hurry up and leave, don't touch my male god!"
"Wow, my male god's muscles are really nice to touch, so comfortable!"
"I love my male god, heavens, my male god's chest muscles are so big, so hard, so comfortable!"
"..."
Xiao Mo was utterly overwhelmed by these perverted remarks.
He finally managed to break free from the crowd, only to discover lipstick marks on his shoes.
He once again covered his forehead in exasperation.
"Wow, women are truly perverse!"
Meanwhile, other male deities, holding their food, watched this scene with envy and jealousy.
Of course, they weren't jealous of Xiao Mo himself, but of the female deities who could embrace him.
"Sniff sniff, I really want to shake hands with my idol too."
"But I'm a man. If I were to shake hands with my idol, do you think I'd be considered a pervert and thrown out?"
"I suggest you don't do that, because I think he might actually throw you out."
"Who wouldn't want to? Who wouldn't want to have close contact with the Lord of the Immortal-Demon Empire?"
"..."
Xiao Mo had excellent hearing and eyesight, so how could he not hear the remarks of these male deities and the territorial lords?
He became even more unwilling to stay there and immediately fled with all his might.
Indeed, today was a day of universal celebration.
Whether it was the high and mighty God Lords or the ordinary citizens who were usually unnoticed, they were all gathered together like equals, playing with great joy.
"What a delightful atmosphere."
Xiao Mo finally found a relatively safe spot. He looked at everyone below and couldn't help but sigh.
Suddenly, Xiao Mo felt someone sit down beside him.
He initially thought it was that group of obsessive women who had chased after him again and was about to run.
However, he was surprised to find that the person who sat down was the Goddess of Destiny, Ila.
The Goddess of Destiny, Ila, smiled softly. Before Xiao Mo could speak, she preempted him, saying, "Your Excellency, the Lord of the Immortal-Demon Empire, you are about to leave."
Xiao Mo was taken aback, not expecting the Goddess of Destiny, Ila, to say such a thing.
"Did the Earth Goddess Helena Tis tell you about this?"
Besides the Earth Goddess Helena Tis, Xiao Mo couldn't think of anyone else who would know about this.
However, the Goddess of Destiny, Ila, shook her head. "It wasn't Her Highness the Earth Goddess Helena Tis. I knew it myself."
Xiao Mo pondered for a moment. Indeed, the Goddess of Destiny, Ila, possessed divine powers.
It wasn't surprising that she would know this.
Fueled by the alcohol, Xiao Mo couldn't help but smile.
"That's true. I also have a feeling that I'm going to leave this place."
Perhaps it was because of the beautiful moonlight, but under the soft moonlight, the Goddess of Destiny, Ila, appeared exceptionally gentle, making it impossible to look away for a moment.
The Goddess of Destiny, Ila's cheeks also flushed slightly, making her appear even more alluring.
"It's not a feeling, it's a fact, Your Excellency, the Lord of the Immortal-Demon Empire, you are truly going to leave this world."
"And the time is drawing nearer."
Xiao Mo held the cup of wine in his hand and said nothing about being reluctant to leave.
Because he was truly yearning for another world, wanting to know what kind of world it was.
"Then can you predict when that day will be?"
The Goddess of Destiny, Ila, chuckled, "How would I know? My abilities are not enough for me to calculate such things."
For some reason, the two deities found themselves sitting closer and closer to each other.