136: Chapter 95 Guests Present Gifts

A massive flying ship flew in from the horizon and slowly landed at the airport.

Ten people stepped off the flying ship. Leading them was an old man with white hair, a lean face, and deep eyes, his Middle Stage Golden Core aura as heavy as a mountain.

Following behind him were nine Foundation Establishment Cultivators, a mix of men and women of various ages, but each possessed a steady and solid aura.

Master Liu Yun personally went to the airport to welcome them.

The white-haired old man walked down the gangplank and locked eyes with Master Liu Yun.

"Master Chonghe, long time no see."

"Third Uncle." Master Liu Yun cupped his hands. "You've had a tiring journey."

The white-haired old man waved his hand, his gaze passing over Master Liu Yun to look toward the direction of Wanyao Immortal City.

"Is this the foundation you have built in the Southern Region?"

"Yes."

The white-haired old man nodded, said nothing more, and began walking toward the Immortal City.

His footsteps were light, yet with every step he took, the ground beneath his feet would tremble slightly.

This was the pressure of a Golden Core Master.

There was no need to deliberately release it; simply standing there was enough to make people feel suffocated.

The guests had all arrived, and the hour had come.

At the Hour of the Rabbit, Chen Xuan led the wedding procession out of the Inner City.

He rode a Second Tier Spirit Beast, a Golden-Eyed Beast, wearing a bright red Daoist robe, a jade crown on his head, and the Three Bright Moons Sword hanging at his waist.

Behind him followed twenty Foundation Establishment Cultivators, all of whom were Senior Brothers from the Conquest Hall lineage.

Senior Brother Zhang Qian rode on the second Golden-Eyed Beast, his Late Stage Foundation Establishment aura as heavy as a mountain.

Second Senior Sister Xu Miao rode on the third, her small figure appearing exceptionally slight on the back of the Spirit Beast, but her gaze was as sharp as a blade.

Third Senior Brother Yun He rode on the fourth, a faint smile on his handsome face.

Senior Sister Wen Yao rode on the fifth, twin swords hanging at her waist, her long hair tied in a ponytail, and the red lotus petal mark between her brows glowing red in the sunlight.

The wedding procession circled the Immortal City, and the Cultivators along the way cupped their hands in greeting.

"Congratulations, True Disciple Yun!"

"Congratulations, True Disciple Yun!"

Chen Xuan returned the greetings one by one, his expression calm, but there was a ripple in his heart.

He had walked this path for three lifetimes.

In his first lifetime, he was the Left Duke of Literature of a secular Dynasty, without even the qualifications to cultivate immortality.

In his second lifetime, he was President Wang of the Qingyuan Chamber of Commerce, possessing a Pseudo Spiritual Root, and had failed to reach Foundation Establishment until his death.

In his third lifetime, he was Yun Qi of the Liuyang Sword Sect, a Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment Cultivator, heir to the Dharma lineage, and about to marry the woman he loved.

Three lifetimes of Reincarnation, and he had finally reached this step.

He was filled with pride and satisfaction.

Looking down upon the world, he was a Cultivator at the very pinnacle of the entire Southern Region.

At the Hour of the Dragon, the wedding procession stopped before Liu Lili's residence.

Chen Xuan jumped off the Golden-Eyed Beast, walked to the door, and raised his hand to knock three times.

The door opened.

Liu Lili stood inside, wearing a bright red wedding dress, a Phoenix coronet on her head, and light makeup on her face.

Her eyes were sparkling, her eye rims slightly red, but the corners of her mouth were turned upward.

"Junior Brother, you have come to fetch me."

"I have come."

Chen Xuan reached out his hand.

Liu Lili placed her hand in his palm.

Her hand was very warm, her fingertips trembling slightly.

Chen Xuan grasped her hand and squeezed it firmly.

"Let's go."

The two walked out of the residence hand in hand, following the central street toward the plaza.

Both sides of the street were filled with Cultivators—some Foundation Establishment, some Qi Refining, some Loose Cultivators, some Family disciples, some locals from the Southern Region, and some guests who had traveled from afar from the Central Plains.

They watched the newlyweds; some clapped, some cheered, and some offered silent blessings.

Liu Lili walked beside Chen Xuan, her head lowered, her face as red as a ripe apple.

Her heartbeat was fast, so fast she could hear it herself.

Chen Xuan felt the sweat in her palm and turned his head to look at her.

"Senior Sister, are you nervous?"

"A little."

"No need to be nervous." Chen Xuan's tone was calm. "After today, you will be my Dao Companion."

Liu Lili looked up at him.

"And you will be my Dao Companion."

Chen Xuan smiled.

At the Hour of the Snake, the two ascended the high platform in the central plaza.

Master Liu Yun stood on the high platform, white-haired and white-browed, possessing the bearing of an immortal, his left sleeve hanging empty at his side.

He watched the two walk onto the high platform, his gaze filled with gratification.

"Kneel."

Chen Xuan and Liu Lili knelt on the high platform.

"First bow to Heaven and Earth."

The two kowtowed to Heaven and Earth.

"Second bow to the teacher and elder."

The two kowtowed to Master Liu Yun.

"Bow to each other as husband and wife."

The two knelt facing each other, their eyes meeting.

Liu Lili's tears fell.

Chen Xuan looked at her and kowtowed.

Liu Lili also kowtowed.

"The ceremony is complete."

Master Liu Yun's voice was not loud, yet it clearly spread throughout the entire Wanyao Immortal City.

The Cultivators in the plaza cupped their hands in unison.

"Congratulations, True Disciple Yun! Congratulations, True Disciple Liu!"

Chen Xuan stood up and helped Liu Lili up.

Liu Lili wiped the tears from her face and smiled.

"Junior Brother, from today on, I am yours."

Chen Xuan nodded.

"From today on, you and I shall be Dao Companions forever."

At the Hour of the Horse, the banquet began.

Guests from all directions took their seats, and the Cultivators of the Qingyuan Chamber of Commerce moved through the crowd carrying trays, placing dish after dish of Spirit food upon the tables.

Chen Xuan took Liu Lili to toast table by table.

Representatives of small and medium-sized Families stood up and respectfully cupped their hands.

"Immortal Master Yun, Immortal Master Liu, congratulations, congratulations."

"This is a small token of our Family's sincerity; please do not mind its insignificance."

Storage Pouches, jade bottles, Spirit materials, and Magical Artifacts were handed over one by one.

Chen Xuan accepted them one by one, his expression calm.

These were just minor offerings.

The truly significant ones were yet to come.

Wang Ling of the Fusheng Sect stood up, took out a jade box from his Storage Pouch, and handed it to Chen Xuan with both hands.

"Immortal Master Yun, this is the wedding gift from the Fusheng Sect. A piece of Ten-Thousand-Year Warm Jade, a Third Tier Spirit material. It can nurture the Divine Soul and stabilize the Dao Foundation."

Chen Xuan took the jade box and opened it to take a look.

Inside the jade box lay a piece of jade the size of a palm, warm and smooth, emitting a faint fluorescent glow.

Ten-Thousand-Year Warm Jade, a Third Tier Spirit material, priceless.

"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist Wang."

Wang Ling shook his head.

"Immortal Master Yun, there is no need for courtesy. The Fusheng Sect and the Qingyuan Chamber of Commerce have been on good terms for generations; this small token is nothing."

After he finished speaking, his gaze lingered on Chen Xuan's face for a moment, and then he returned to his seat.

Chen Xuanji followed behind him, and when passing by Chen Xuan, her footsteps paused for a moment.

She lowered her head, her voice very soft.

"Immortal Master Yun, congratulations."

Chen Xuan looked at her and nodded.

"Cultivate well."

Chen Xuanji looked up, glanced at Chen Xuan, her eye rims slightly red, and then quickly walked back to her seat.

Daoist Heshan of the Qingcang Sect stood up, took the pair of green jade bottles from his Storage Pouch, and handed them to Chen Xuan.

"Immortal Master Yun, this is the wedding gift from the Qingcang Sect. A pair of Third Tier Spirit Pills, the Azure Dragon Life-Extending Pill. For any Cultivator below the Golden Core stage, as long as they still have a breath left, taking this pill will bring them back to life."

Chen Xuan took the jade bottles and pulled out the stoppers to take a look.

Inside the bottles lay two green Medicinal Pills, with dragon patterns flowing on their surfaces, and a rich medicinal fragrance.

Third Tier Spirit Pills; a single pill is hard to come by.

"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist Heshan."

Daoist Heshan smiled.

"Immortal Master Yun, there is no need for courtesy. The Qingcang Sect and the Liuyang Sword Sect are like branches from the same tree; your matters are our matters."

Zhang Chongyuan of the Southern Sky Zhang Clan stood up.

He did not hand over anything, but simply raised his hand.

The two Foundation Establishment Cultivators behind him carried the large chest to Chen Xuan and opened the lid.

Inside the chest lay a set of Spiritual Artifacts.

A five-piece set comprising a sword, armor, crown, boots, and belt, each a Second Tier High Grade, with the Zhang Clan emblem engraved on the sword.

Zhang Chongyuan looked at Chen Xuan, his voice calm.

"Yun Qi, the matter from three years ago was Zhang Fan's fault. This set of Spiritual Artifacts is the Zhang Clan's compensation to you. From this day forward, the grievances between the Zhang Clan and you are wiped clean."