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22: The dilemma of the son-in-law, conspiracy to deceive“An arranged marriage?”

“Aren’t you my Dao Companion? Why would you be subject to an arranged marriage?”

Chu Wuci asked the stone door, his voice filled with shock.

However, a helpless voice came from within the stone door, “You’ve accomplished nothing. My father has long been displeased with you and has brought up this arranged marriage before.”

“Pack your bags and leave quickly!”

Ma Lingshan’s voice was filled with helplessness.

Chu Wuci stumbled back a few steps, distraught, the calmness he had moments ago completely gone from his eyes.

“Ling Shan, stall your father for a few days! I will definitely stop this political marriage!”

Chu Wuci threw out these words and quickly left the Cultivation room.

He needed to find the Tianyuan Clan’s informants in the city. There were still a few days until he completed the Young Lord assessment.

He figured that even if he hadn’t become the Young Lord yet, using some connections to stop the arranged marriage shouldn’t be a problem.

At the same time… in a corner of Eastern Cold Imperial Capital, Tianji Zi lay on his stall, opening his wine gourd and leisurely sipping his wine.

Chu Wuci hurried past the stall.

He subconsciously called out, “Tianji divination, no charge if it’s not accurate!”

“Old Daoist, do you have a way to stop what’s happening to me?” Chu Wuci stopped, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Since this old Daoist was able to deduce his background just now, stopping an arranged marriage should be more than easy for him.

“Haha, stopping an arranged marriage is certainly no problem, but the reward…”

Tianji Zi’s eyes narrowed into a slit.

Chu Wuci quickly replied, “As long as you can stop the arranged marriage, once I pass the Young Lord assessment, I will immediately appoint you as a Guest Elder of the Tianyuan Clan.”

“It’s a deal, a promise made is a promise kept!” Tianji Zi readily agreed, pointing to a magnificent mansion.

“Blood Spirit Manor, there’s someone there who can help you resolve your current predicament. Take this token and go!”

“Once the arranged marriage is settled, come find this old man again. This old man will always be here.”

With that, Tianji Zi took out a dark token, closed his eyes, and took a few gulps from his wine gourd.

Although Chu Wuci was a bit puzzled, he still took the token. Engraved on it were three ancient, desolate characters: “Tianji Pavilion.”

“Th-thank you, Senior!”

Chu Wuci’s body was trembling, and he could barely speak clearly.

Tianji Pavilion, this was a legendary power in the Immortal Realm, even more mysterious than the Primordial Heavenly Court in the central Primordial Beginning Immortal Domain.

When the Tianyuan Clan ruled the Immortal Realm for hundreds of millions of years, the Tianji Pavilion already existed.

Ten million years ago, Wang Zhennan descended upon the Immortal Realm out of nowhere.

As the Grand Primordius Heavenly Emperor, he suppressed the Tianyuan Clan, ending their rule over the Immortal Realm.

The Heavenly Emperor exiled them to the Eastern Cold Immortal Domain for nearly ten million years, and the legend of the Tianji Pavilion also disappeared with them.

This meant that the Tianji Pavilion might have intricate connections with the Tianyuan Clan.

Now, with the Tianyuan Secret Realm about to open and the Tianyuan Clan about to revive,

and the Tianji Pavilion reappearing, did it mean that the Tianyuan Clan could overthrow the Primordial Heavenly Court in this era and avenge the suppression of that year?

The more he thought about it, the more Chu Wuci’s body trembled!

He held the token and walked towards the mansion Tianji Zi had pointed to.

After Chu Wuci left, Tianji Zi opened his narrowed eyes, and a myriad of stars flashed within them.

On the street, Immortal Official’s second-generation children were playing with dogs and walking birds, enjoying themselves immensely.

At Blood Spirit Manor, two armored Immortal Guards stood guard outside the residence, preventing others from entering.

Chu Wuci approached hastily and was immediately stopped by the guards, “No strangers allowed!”

“Here…” Chu Wuci took out the Tianji token.

The two guards quickly cupped their hands, “Greetings, sir. Please enter!”

Chu Wuci nodded, saying nothing more, but he felt a surge of secret pleasure. It had been a long time since he had been treated with such respect.

He had been a live-in son-in-law for almost thirty years, constantly subjected to the disdain of the Prime Minister’s Residence or the mockery of the Immortal Official’s second-generation children in Eastern Cold Imperial Capital.

Now, with just a token, people bowed and nodded.

The moment he stepped into Blood Spirit Manor, he was captivated by the scene inside.

Within the mansion, pavilions soared to the sky, palaces stood in abundance, majestic mountains, and dense forests—everything imaginable was there. It was truly a paradise.

“You were sent by Senior Tianji, weren’t you? Young Master has been waiting for you for a long time!”

Suddenly, a woman in a red dress, Hong Lian, walked out from a palace, sizing up Chu Wuci.

“Y-yes, yes, I was sent by the old Daoist Tianji!” Chu Wuci spoke very nervously.

Only because… only because the woman before him was too beautiful, many times more beautiful than Ma Lingshan.

Her black hair cascaded over her shoulders, her eyebrows were like a painting, and her figure was tall and slender, like a beauty from a fairy tale.

“Follow me!” Hong Lian showed little expression, her voice as cold as a clear spring, yet incredibly pleasant, making one’s bones tingle.

Chu Wuci scratched his head, following behind, looking at Hong Lian’s voluptuous figure and her shapely buttocks as she walked.

He fantasized about how wonderful it would be if the woman before him were his Dao Companion.

Not long after… Hong Lian led Chu Wuci into a quiet small courtyard and immediately said respectfully, “Young Master, the person has been brought.”

With that, Hong Lian walked over to Wang Qing’s side, making tea and serving water.

She was the Second Elder of Jade Pool Immortal Palace.

Because Mu Bingxuan was afraid that Wang Qing would flirt with other women outside, she asked her to come to the Eastern Cold Immortal Domain to serve Wang Qing.

To say ‘serve’ was more like Mu Bingxuan’s tsundere supervision.

“Th-that… this… this!”

Chu Wuci was a bit constrained. It was simply because Wang Qing, in his moon-white robe, had an ethereal temperament, like a banished immortal on earth.

He felt a bit inferior, and even a little envious.

“No need to be so constrained, sit down!”

“You must have been introduced by that old man Tianji, right?”

“Just tell me what difficulties you have, this Young Master will help if he can!”

Wang Qing was approachable, without much of an arrogant demeanor.

Chu Wuci secretly breathed a sigh of relief, carefully sitting on the stone stool, looking at Wang Qing opposite him, and forced a smile.

“This Young Master, how should I address you?”

“The matter Chu is facing is rather tricky, Young Master, I’m afraid…”

He was a bit suspicious, not that he didn’t believe in the power of Tianji Pavilion, but the arranged marriage of Prime Minister’s daughter Ma Lingshan involved the Face of the Eastern Han Immortal Court.

If this Young Master before him did not have a stronger background than the Eastern Han Immortal Court, he probably wouldn’t be able to stop this arranged marriage.

“You can just call me Young Master Wang. A name is just a code name!”

“Seeing your hesitant look, it seems you don’t believe this Young Master can solve the problem you’ve encountered!”

“Then please, make yourself at home! Hong Lian, see our guest out…”

Wang Qing waved his hand, about to dismiss him.

Chu Wuci completely panicked and quickly said with a forced smile, “Young Master Wang, wait!”

“Chu is the Third Young Master of the Tianyuan Clan, currently undergoing the Young Lord assessment, which will take a few more days to complete.”

“So, the power I can use right now is very limited. I am the live-in son-in-law of the Prime Minister’s Residence, I’m afraid I can’t hide that from you!”

“The Prime Minister’s daughter is to have an arranged marriage with the Northern Cold Immortal Court. I promised the old Daoist Tianji that if this matter can be resolved,”

“Once I complete the Young Lord assessment, I will appoint him as a Guest Elder of the Tianyuan Clan.”

Chu Wuci quickly explained all the circumstances.

Wang Qing pondered for a moment, “Hehe, this is simple. This Young Master has heard a little about it.”

“It’s not difficult to resolve this. Go and beat up the Sixth Prince of Beihan, exposing that he would sleep with someone else’s Dao Companion.”

“That way, the Prime Minister of the Eastern Han Immortal Court won’t want to marry his daughter to him! For the next few days, just tell Ma Lingshan to come to Blood Spirit Manor to avoid the limelight.”

Wang Qing’s smile was warm and amiable, and combined with his very handsome appearance, he was very deceptive to both men and women.

“Alright then, thank you for your guidance, Young Master Wang!” Chu Wuci nodded in gratitude, but then he showed a helpless expression.

“Young Master Wang, my Cultivation is Sealed, I’m afraid I’m no match for the Sixth Prince of Beihan!”

With that, he looked up at Hong Lian behind Wang Qing, his meaning clear: he wanted to ask Hong Lian for help.