751: May your path to immortality be smooth and your destiny prosperous!

Moyang Sect... actually gave it away just like that?!

"Hiss... hiss... hiss..." The entire venue was filled with the sound of collective gasps, as if everyone had a toothache.

The looks directed at Qing Ya Zi had changed from shock to complete horror and awe!

This Moyang Sect Revered Master's regard for Yao Delong, this "prospective son-in-law," had completely exceeded common sense!

This was a declaration that Yao Delong was one of Moyang Sect's own! His status was even above that of the Saint, Kuang Wutian!

Countless Disciples stared with burning eyes at the pair of light wings flowing with starlight, breathtakingly beautiful; they were practically drooling.

"A creation dao artifact... Heavens... it's worth seeing it once in this lifetime..." "It's over, my Dao Heart is shaken..."

Various groans of envy, jealousy, and hatred spread through the crowd.

Li Wangsheng looked at Qing Ya Zi, who was smiling as smugly as an old fox beside him, and was completely speechless. He shook his head helplessly and gave a bitter smile:

"Forget it, forget it..." His Myriad Sword Valley sending the Void-Breaking Sword Pill was already their limit, putting in all their effort just to form a good connection.

But this old fellow... was actually using his Sect's hidden treasures to bolster his son-in-law's reputation!

This "marrying off a daughter" display made the Dao Artifact from Myriad Sword Valley pale in comparison.

Even though Yao Delong was somewhat prepared, he was still shaken by this earth-shattering "dowry" from Moyang Sect!

He took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and performed a solemn bow of a Junior towards Qing Ya Zi:

"Sect Master Qing Ya's generous gift, Delong... accepts with humility! This kindness and grace shall never be forgotten!"

Qing Ya Zi laughed loudly, his voice vibrating in all directions, filled with endless satisfaction and joy:

"Hahaha! Worthy son-in-law, no need to be formal! We are family now! A mere small gift, I only wish you a smooth immortal path and prosperous Dao destiny!"

His tone clearly treated Yao Delong as one of his own.

Yao Delong stood up straight, his eyes burning as they locked onto the taiyu flowing light wings floating on the gift stage, flowing with dreamlike starlight.

The creation dao rhyme contained within these wings actually produced a mysterious resonance with the taixu primordial spirit crown atop his head!

An indescribable sense of spatial affinity surged into his heart!

"So close yet worlds apart, roaming the sea of stars..."

His heart was incredibly fervent, as if he could already see himself with these wings on his back, crossing ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers with a single thought,

traversing Void Realm cracks, exploring endless Secret Realms, and playing with all powerful enemies in the palm of his hand with an invincible posture!

When pursuing, the enemy would be left in the dust; when escaping, the powerful foe could only sigh in frustration! With these wings in hand, in the vastness of Cangyun, where could he not go?

Roaming the heavens was no longer just a vision!

On the main seats of the high platform, the three giants—White Cloud Master, Qing Ya Zi, and Li Wangsheng—were not paying attention to the bustling gift ceremony below. Instead, their faces were solemn as they set up a soundproofing barrier to whisper about major matters that could affect the layout of the Eastern Region.

"Fellow Daoist Li," White Cloud Master stroked his long beard, his eyes sharp,

"Last time our two Sects joined forces to trample the Nine Nether Sect's Mountain Gate, forcing them to cede territory and pay reparations, causing their Origin Qi to be greatly damaged.

Now at this Dao Child Ceremony, not a single one of them has come... This silence is likely not a good omen." His tone carried deep concern.

Li Wangsheng's thick brows furrowed as he said in a heavy voice:

"I share this concern. According to secret reports from my Sect, the Nine Nether Sect has been in unusually frequent contact with the Heavenly Demon Sect recently! I fear they may be inviting the wolf into the house!"

The always-smiling Qing Ya Zi also retracted his smile now, his expression grave:

"Heavenly Demon Sect? That group of demon whelps has been entrenched deep in the Demon Realm, coveting the fertile lands of our Eastern Region for a long time!

Parts of the borders of the Xuan Ye Dynasty and the Ba Xia Dynasty are already adjacent to the Demon Realm's natural chasm, the 'Black Fiend Abyss'.

If the Nine Nether Sect truly becomes an internal collaborator and the Heavenly Demon Sect uses it as a springboard... the Eastern Region is likely to face a catastrophe!"

Although his was not the Sect directly involved, how could he not understand the principle of "when the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold"?

The three of them looked at each other, seeing the weight in each other's eyes. An invisible pressure seemed to shroud the celebratory feast.

Below, Yao Delong was already surrounded by various stunning women of different styles.

Junior Sister Lin Qingxue of Luoxia Peak was as cold and elegant as a snow lotus, her temperament ethereal, standing quietly by Yao Delong's side like the starlight guarding the moon.

The charming and seductive mature Senior Sister Cang Yunyao, her eyes rippling with a thousand charms, was currently looking at Yao Delong with a playful, flirtatious gaze:

"Hey, brat, today is your big day. Do you want big sister to dance for you to liven things up? I guarantee those guests won't be able to take their eyes off you!"

Her voice was soft and seductive to the bone, carrying a natural charm.

Yao Delong gave a helpless smile and quickly waved his hand:

"Senior Sister, please spare me! If you start dancing, I'm afraid everyone's souls will be hooked away by you, and this ceremony won't be able to continue!"

"Giggle, giggle." Cang Yunyao let out a string of bell-like laughter, her body trembling with mirth, drawing frequent peeks from those around them.

"What are you afraid of? Big sister is happy to make you look good! You, with your 'hidden beauties in a golden house'... um..."

Before she could finish, her gaze was suddenly drawn to a figure walking toward them.

From the seats of the Myriad Sword Valley, a woman came walking gracefully.

She had a slender figure and a cold, noble temperament. Most striking was her waterfall-like silver-white hair, shimmering with the luster of ice and snow under the light,

making her skin look as white as snow and her features as beautiful as a painting, like a Moon Palace Fairy who did not consume the food of mortals.

She was none other than the daughter of Duke Han of the Ba Xia Dynasty and a true Disciple of Myriad Sword Valley—Han Ruyan!

She walked closer and bowed gracefully to Yao Delong, her cool voice carrying a hint of hard-to-conceal complexity:

"Brother Yao, our parting at the Demon Skeleton Mountain Range seems like only yesterday. I didn't expect that when we met again, Brother Yao would have already reached the Void Refining stage and even become the Yin and Yang Dao Child. Congratulations."

Her beautiful eyes watched Yao Delong, a barely perceptible ripple of emotion hidden deep within.

That day deep in the Demon Skeleton Mountain Range, Yao Delong had appeared like a Heavenly God descending, saving her from a desperate situation.

That strength and sense of security had long ago planted the seeds of affection in her heart. Being able to come this time was something she had fought hard to get from her Revered Master.

"Hahaha, County Princess Han is too polite!" Yao Delong stood up and returned the greeting heartily.

"The County Princess is as beautiful as ever, and your cultivation has become even more profound." He saw at a glance that Han Ruyan's aura was condensed; she was not far from the Late Nascent Soul Stage.

"Eh? Senior Sister Han?" Lin Qingxue recognized her; she was the County Princess she had met once in Canglan City.

Han Ruyan also nodded slightly: "Junior Sister Lin, long time no see."

"Humph, humph~"

Cang Yunyao immediately leaned forward, her soul-hooking eyes scanning Han Ruyan, then she gave Yao Delong a reproachful glare, her tone thick with jealousy:

"Well, you little brat! You have such a pure and noble Fairy sister hidden by your side and didn't introduce her to us sooner? Are you afraid your Senior Sisters will be jealous?" She deliberately emphasized the word "jealous."

Han Ruyan's face turned beet red at Cang Yunyao's blunt words, her cool temperament almost failing her, and her fair neck turned pink.

She had been a bit apprehensive to begin with, and seeing Yao Delong surrounded by so many outstanding women, she felt her sudden approach was somewhat abrupt.

Yao Delong didn't know whether to laugh or cry and quickly tried to smooth things over: "Senior Sister, stop messing around." He hurriedly introduced both sides:

"This is the daughter of Duke Han of the Ba Xia Dynasty, a top Disciple of Myriad Sword Valley, County Princess Han Ruyan."

"Junior Sister Han, this is my Junior Sister Lin Qingxue; you know each other." Lin Qingxue nodded again in greeting.