409: Engaged

Qing Ya Zi instantly beamed with joy, the wrinkles on his face smoothing out.

Looking at his Disciple and Yao Delong, his gaze was as if he were looking at a perfect golden couple.

The more he looked, the more satisfied he became, and his smile grew increasingly "sly." Where was there any trace of the majesty of a Integration Realm expert or a Sect Master?

He looked exactly like an old farmer watching his own cabbage being uprooted by a top-tier golden pig!

“Hahaha! Good! Good! Linger is truly understanding! As expected of my, Qing Ya Zi's, good Disciple!”

Qing Ya Zi clapped his hands and laughed, saying to White Cloud Master and Leng Yuekui:

“Brother White, Peak Master Cold, you’ve seen it too! Linger is willing herself!

What more is there for us elders to say?

This marriage is settled! There's no time like the present; let today be the day the engagement is set!”

Seeing things develop to this point so naturally, White Cloud Master felt greatly relieved and laughed loudly:

“Good! Brother Qing Ya Zi is straightforward! Then today shall be the day the Yin Yang Sect and Moyang Sect form a matrimonial alliance!

Yao Delong and Li Linger are officially engaged! Fellow daoists, let us witness this together!”

“Congratulations, Sect Head White! Congratulations, Sect Master Qing Ya Zi!”

“Congratulations, True Disciple Yao! Congratulations, Fairy Li!”

“The union of two sects is a perfect match; it is truly a grand event for the Eastern Region!”

On the viewing platforms, the big shots from various forces stood up one after another, offering their congratulations with smiles and cupped hands.

Whether sincere or not, polite words were a must at this moment.

Li Wangsheng, the Valley Master of Myriad Sword Valley, watched this scene, his thoughts racing.

The Yin Yang Sect and Moyang Sect were both within the Ba Xia Dynasty; now that they were joined by marriage, their relationship would surely become closer.

However, the Yin Yang Sect had shown no ambition to expand its territory for many years, and its surface relations with Myriad Sword Valley and Moyang Sect were decent.

To the north, the Heavenly Demon Sect of the Demon Realm was watching like a tiger, and now they had completely offended the Nine Nether Sect... Looking at it this way,

The marriage between the two sects would have a limited impact on the landscape of the Eastern Region, and might even be more beneficial for jointly resisting the Demonic Path.

His mind settled slightly, and he also smiled, raising his cup in toast.

Yao Delong looked at Li Linger, who had leaned against him with a face overflowing with happiness and shyness.

Feeling the faint fragrance emanating from the young girl, his heart also wavered slightly.

He had been in this world for over eighty years through Transmigration. Previously, because he was too much of a Trash, no fairies liked him.

Later, after activating the System, he threw himself entirely into Cultivating and raising his cultivation level, not giving much thought to romance.

Now, a heavy responsibility and a sincere affection had fallen onto his shoulders so unexpectedly.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the chaotic thoughts in his heart.

Since things had come to this, he would accept it calmly.

In his actions, Yao Delong sought only a clear conscience and to not fail the lady.

With a slight thought, light flashed in Yao Delong's hand, and a warm, mutton-fat white jade bottle appeared in his palm.

On the body of the bottle, profound pill patterns faintly flowed.

“Linger,” Yao Delong handed the jade bottle to Li Linger, his voice gentle,

“This is a Profound Dao Pill, just right for your current Realm.”

“A Profound Dao Pill?!”

Li Linger's beautiful eyes instantly widened, filled with unbelievable surprise!

She had heard of this pill's great fame!

It had appeared only a few times at top-tier auctions in the Ba Xia Dynasty, and every time, it caused Golden Core Cultivators to fight for it frantically!

Its Heaven-Defying medicinal effect—raising a Golden Core Realm by one minor stage and increasing the probability of forming a Nascent Soul by ten percent—

With the only side effect being a two-month stagnation in cultivation—was enough to make any Golden Core Cultivator go mad!

“Brother Yao! Thank you!”

The massive surprise made Li Linger completely forget her shyness. She excitedly grabbed the jade bottle,

Clutching it tightly in her palm as if holding a rare treasure.

Then, under the stunned gazes of everyone, she stood on her tiptoes,

And quickly gave Yao Delong a "mwah" kiss on the cheek!

“Thank you, Brother Yao!”

The girl's crisp voice was full of joy and sweetness.

Boom!

This moment was like a drop of water falling into a pan of boiling oil!

Yao Delong felt that the soft, warm touch on his cheek had not yet dissipated,

When the three gazes from behind him instantly became like ten-thousand-year-old profound ice, nearly freezing him solid!

Lin Qingxue's gaze was cold as frost, Liu Rumei's eyes were resentful like water,

And Luo Miaomiao's vision was filled with grievance and accusation!

That invisible pressure was more suffocating than facing Blood Net's sea of blood!

Yao Delong's scalp tingled, and he could only force himself to stay calm.

Facing the various envious, jealous, and playful looks from around him, he gave a slightly stiff smile.

On the high platform, Qing Ya Zi laughed so much his teeth were visible but not his eyes. Seeing his Disciple being so "capable," he was even more immensely proud.

White Cloud Master stroked his beard and smiled, also quite satisfied with Yao Delong's "token of love," which showed both sincerity and foundation.

The following banquet proceeded in an extremely "bizarre" yet lively atmosphere.

Various forces toasted each other, offering constant congratulations, and the Yin Yang Sect Disciples were in high spirits, filled with laughter.

Only Yao Delong, sitting next to Li Linger, felt like he was sitting on needles. On one hand, he had to deal with his passionate fiancée whose eyes were full of him,

While on the other, he had to endure the icy gazes from three directions that felt like they were going to slice him into pieces.

He also had to distract himself to suppress the sinister aura that occasionally emanated from the supreme grade heavenly artifact "Soul Eater" sword in his hand.

This feeling... was simply more grueling than fighting for three days and nights straight!

A few days later, this grand celebration of the Yin Yang Sect, destined to be recorded in the annals of the Eastern Region,

Finally came to a slow close amidst countless shocked, amazed, envious, and complex gazes.

The various forces left one after another, carrying plenty of gossip and different thoughts.

The clamor atop Tianshu Peak finally returned to complete silence as the light of the last flying ship vanished into the end of the sea of clouds.

Only the scarred arena and the spiritual power fluctuations in the air that had not yet dissipated remained,

Silently telling of that earth-shaking battle of the weak against the strong a few days ago.

The two leaders, White Cloud Master and Qing Ya Zi, stood side by side at the mountain peak,

Watching the direction where the Moyang Sect's flying ship was receding, both with satisfied smiles on their faces.

“Brother Qing Ya Zi, how about a three-year period?”

White Cloud Master stroked his beard and said,

“Three years is enough for our two sects to prepare well, and also gives the two youngsters some time to get along and bond.”

“Very good! Very good!”

Qing Ya Zi nodded repeatedly, his eyes flashing with sharp light.

“In three years, my Moyang Sect will surely prepare the most grand dowry and send Linger over in a magnificent manner!

Brother White, at that time, the Yin Yang Sect must not be stingy with the ceremony! Haha!”

The two discussed some details for a moment longer, then Qing Ya Zi took the people of the Moyang Sect, steered the flying ship, and turned into a streak of light, disappearing into the distance.

Aboard the Moyang Sect's flying ship, the Hall Master of Dharma Transmission, Mo Qingxuan, stood by the gunwale.

She looked back with a complex gaze at the shrinking mountain gate of the Yin Yang Sect, finally fixing her eyes on the vaguely visible direction of Tianshu Peak.

The figure of that man named Yao Delong lingered in her mind.

“A Nascent Soul slaying a Soul Transformation... a True Disciple of the Yin Yang Sect... and now he’s even become my Moyang Sect’s son-in-law...”

Mo Qingxuan's heart was filled with a mix of emotions: shock, wariness, and an indescribable trace of worry.

She thought of her own son, Xiao Chen, who was equally talented but proud and arrogant.

Originally, she might have still harbored some thoughts of letting Xiao Chen compete with Yao Delong, or even reclaiming some face.

But now... Yao Delong's status and strength were different, with the two great mountains of the Yin Yang Sect and Moyang Sect standing behind him!

Touch him? That would simply be seeking death!