"No way!" Grace lunged to grab it. "I never said I didn't want it! Give it back!"
In her haste, Grace ended up sprawled across Evan Xiao, her hand reaching into his arms, trying to snatch the Phoenix Feather Hairpin from his grip.
But Evan Xiao caught her hand and held it firmly.
Then he pinned her down completely.
Grace finally managed to grab the Phoenix Feather Hairpin and stash it away in her Sanctum, but her body was still pinned beneath him on the bed.
Evan Xiao, breathing heavily, captured her lips in a kiss.
Something hard pressed against her thigh, making her wince in pain.
Grace was completely flustered, struggling with all her might to push him away. She clutched her collar and said, "Don't get carried away! You need to leave!"
Evan Xiao sat up with a dark expression, glaring at her in utter dissatisfaction.
Grace pursed her lips and waved him off, signaling goodbye.
Evan Xiao turned and left.
Through the window, Grace watched as he shifted into his dragon form and slipped into the water, only emerging after quite a while.
......
Grace breathed a sigh of relief, then entered her Sanctum to retrieve the Phoenix Feather Hairpin, examining it from every angle and infusing it with Yuan Force.
But it didn't budge at all.
It still needed Immortal Force to work.
Otherwise, it was just an ordinary hairpin.
Grace sighed, resting her chin on her hand. "When will I ever become immortal?"
She had already cured the Celestial Empress's illness.
Originally, according to her plan, she should have left Drake Abyss by now and gone home.
But she still hadn't gotten the Boros Fruit.
The Boros Fruit wasn't ripe yet.
She had to stay in Drake Abyss until she got the Boros Fruit, then she could leave.
Otherwise, if she left Drake Abyss now, there'd be no one to back her up.
While waiting, the annual Spirit Festival arrived in Drake Abyss.
The Spirit Festival was like the Lunar New Year for mortals—the grandest celebration in Drake Abyss.
This year, the Celestial Emperor and Celestial Empress personally oversaw the preparations, inviting gods from all over to make it extra extravagant.
On the day of the Spirit Festival, so many people showed up—it was truly a grand spectacle, with guests arriving from all corners of the realm.
Inside the massive temple, seats were arranged according to each guest's cultivation level and status.
The Celestial Emperor and Empress sat at the center, with Crown Prince Evan Xiao next in line.
Next were the seats for the Phoenix Matriarch and the Quinn King of the Qilin Clan.
After that, seats were assigned to the Upper, Middle, and Lower tiers of gods, all arranged by cultivation and age.
This seating order was entirely based on cultivation.
For example, Princess Vivian Xiao only had Middle-tier cultivation, so she ended up in the lower-middle section despite her royal status.
As for Grace... she didn't even have anything called 'cultivation.'
Still, she had a place in the temple.
And her seat was even higher than the Celestial Emperor and Empress.
She wore a stunning Celestial Robe, holding a large ceremonial fan, and stood behind the Celestial Emperor and Empress.
The view was fantastic!
Honestly, if her identity as a Spirit Medium were made public, she'd absolutely deserve her place in the temple.
But Evan Xiao told the Celestial Emperor and Empress that, so far, she's the only Spirit Medium in existence, and it's best to keep her identity secret.
Otherwise, if any of the Fiend's apostles found out about her, they'd definitely target her.
The Celestial Emperor agreed, so he called all the gods present that day and ordered them to keep silent.
But Grace was dying to see what all the gods looked like, so she pestered Evan Xiao to let her disguise herself as a maid and sneak into the temple.
Evan Xiao, being a total rascal, actually made her stand there like a wooden post.
Grace shot him dirty looks several times, but Evan Xiao just seemed to get happier the more she glared—he even smiled back when some goddess tried to flirt with him.