Becoming an Immortal and Ancestor, Starting from the Clan-protecting Divine Beast

147: Chapter 147 Famous Throughout Xuanzhou, WeddingHalf a month had passed. The news of Immortal Master Luo Xun’s fall and Yuan Feng’s ability to fight Great True Man Luoxiao to a draw had spread far and wide. Every Purple Mansion Faction in Xuan Prefecture was aware of it, and even the neighboring prefectures had heard whispers of it.

In a situation where Golden Core Cultivators did not appear and the False Core Great Powers ignored worldly affairs, the Five Methods Violet Palace Peak was the strongest existence walking the world.

Cultivators at this Realm stood at the pinnacle of the Purple Mansion Realm, transcending ninety-nine percent of all Purple Mansion True Persons under the heavens. They could seek the Golden Core above, or consume Golden Nature to achieve a False Core below.

Even without seeking the golden core or achieving a False Core, the Five Methods Realm alone was enough to protect a Family or Sect for a thousand years.

Generally speaking, few Cultivators would attack factions garrisoned by a Five Methods Violet Palace Peak Great True Person. Because beings of this rank had Divine Abilities and Spells that had already reached a profound level, they were far beyond what a Four Methods Purple Mansion could compare to, and the possibility of falling in Dou Zhan was very low.

It could be said that every Five Methods Purple Mansion was a walking nuclear bomb. If not handled well, it would be a devastating blow to the faction they belonged to.

A Five Methods Purple Mansion with no ties and carrying a blood feud was terrifying just to think about.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, even a Golden Core Upper Sect would not push a Five Methods Purple Mansion too far.

One must know that even Golden Core True Monarchs had enemies. If a Five Methods Purple Mansion with a grudge against a Sect obtained the protection of an opposing Golden Core, then the disciples under their own Sect would fear even stepping outside, as there would be a Five Methods Purple Mansion watching them like a tiger eyeing its prey.

As for the magnificent existences at the Nascent Soul Realm and above, their gazes were long since absent from the mundane world, focused instead on the starry sky beyond the Realm, that vast and boundless great world.

Luoyun Mountain, White Jade Plaza.

”Chen Family Head, please stay your steps. Convey my greetings to the Dou Zhan Great Demon King on my behalf.”

A middle-aged Cultivator with magnificent attire and an extraordinary bearing politely declined Chen Zhuxiao’s invitation to a banquet, cupped his hands in a salute, and transformed into a rainbow light, departing into the distance.

Chen Zhuxiao, wearing a black robe with gold patterns, breathed a sigh of relief. It was fortunate that he didn’t intend to stay; otherwise, he would have had to spend effort entertaining him.

As the news of Yuan Feng fighting a Five Laws Great Zhenren spread, many more Purple Mansion Factions came to visit the Chen Family, keeping him, the Chen Family Head, very busy.

Most of them were Purple Mansion Factions within Xuan Prefecture, and there was no lack of major factions garrisoned by a Five Methods Purple Mansion. They required proper entertainment, which was time-consuming and exhausting.

As a major faction, it was necessary for the Chen Family to maintain good relations with other factions. As the Chen Family Head, Chen Zhuxiao could not slight the people from these Purple Mansion Factions, so he had to handle it personally.

There was no help for it; the Chen Family currently had too few Foundation Establishment Great Cultivators, and most were still in the early or Middle Stage, needing time to consolidate.

”This is also good; it keeps me busy, so I don’t have to pay attention to those troublesome trivialities.”

Chen Zhuxiao rubbed his brow. Thinking of those troublesome matters immediately gave him a headache.

More than ten days ago, his father and fourth younger sister returned from participating in the Golden Core Grand Banquet in Changli Commandery, and they brought back a female Cultivator.

Bringing back a female Cultivator was not a big deal originally, but the problem was that the female Cultivator’s identity was unusual; she was Liu Tingshu’s younger sister, calling herself Liu Tingyi.

The moment Chen Zhuxiao saw Liu Tingyi, he determined that what she said was true, because Liu Tingyi’s features were somewhat similar to Liu Tingshu’s, and coupled with the palpitation of a connected Bloodline that Chen Xianting felt from her, it indicated that there was a blood relationship between the two.

Regarding the arrival of this sister-in-law, Chen Zhuxiao didn’t know what to say for a moment.

In any case, as soon as Liu Tingyi saw him, she cursed him, calling him a bastard, saying that he had taken her sister’s body, causing her sister to be stripped of her Saintess status, and so on—it was just a thorough scolding.

However, after seeing Chen Xianting, Liu Tingyi became gentle and quiet, fully displaying the demeanor of an aunt, and left Chen Zhuxiao aside.

The matter didn’t end there. Mo Li had been living on Luoyun Mountain these past few days, often being clung to by Chen Xianting, who frequently took her out to play.

After the two women met, they glared at each other, and without a word, they began to fight, almost tearing down more than half of Luoyun Mountain.

Although Liu Tingyi was a True Disciple of the Sacred Fire Cult, she was no match for Mo Li. The latter raised her hand and cast a Lesser Yin Soul-Sealing and Spirit-Locking Divine Light, defeating her.

In the following days, the two women were like fire and water; they would start a fight as soon as they met, with Supreme Fire and Lesser Yin unleashed, all ending with Liu Tingyi’s defeat.

Chen Zhuxiao had originally wanted to intervene forcefully to ease the relationship between the two women, but was glared away by their sharp gazes.

He had a strong premonition that if he were to intervene, the two women would likely join forces to beat him up first.

Fortunately, the news that Yuan Feng’s Dou Zhan with Great True Man Luoxiao ended in a draw spread across Xuan Prefecture, and the number of Purple Mansion Factions coming to visit the Chen Family increased significantly.

This allowed him to escape and hide in the deliberation hall, staying out of the affair.

”The Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion auction in Xuan Prefecture City is about to be held. It is time to prepare a little and see if there is anything my Chen Family needs.”

Chen Zhuxiao left the White Jade Plaza, returned to the deliberation hall, sat in the head seat, and rubbed his temples to relax his body and mind.

After becoming the Family Head, he realized the difficulty of this position.

Especially managing a Family that was rising rapidly; he had to take care of and pay attention to every aspect, and when out and about, he had to be constrained by his status, worrying about this and that, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

”The Sword Intent I comprehended is to sever shackles and wander the Mortal World freely, yet I never expected that one day I would be bound by the position of Chen Family Head, covered in shackles, unable to be free.”

Chen Zhuxiao smiled self-deprecatingly. The Sword Intent on him that was indestructible and could cut through anything seemed to have dulled, restricted by various shackles, its sharpness no longer apparent.

”Chen Zhuxiao.”

At this moment, a cold and clear voice rang out in the deliberation hall.

Chen Zhuxiao opened his eyes, and Mo Li’s figure came into view.

She was dressed in white as snow, her eyebrows like green smoke, her eyes like cold pools, just like a fairy from the Moon Palace descending to the Mortal World, her whole body exuding a cold and distant sense of mystery.

”I am leaving.”

Mo Li came close, her glazed amber-like eyes rippling slightly, and no expression could be seen on her beautiful, peerless Face.

”I will see you off.”

Hearing this, Chen Zhuxiao stood up without hesitation.

”Are you not going to ask me why I am leaving?”

Mo Li looked directly at him, her red lips slightly pursed.

”If Miss Mo Li truly wishes to leave, it would be useless for Zhu Xiao to try to persuade you otherwise; one should not force anything.”

Chen Zhuxiao met those glazed amber eyes, his tone plain, seemingly without any emotion, as indifferent as water.

”Accompany me for a walk.”

Mo Li turned around, with her hands behind her back, her footsteps light.

”Alright.”

Chen Zhuxiao quickly followed, and the two walked side by side, seemingly close yet distant.

Luoyun Mountain was quiet and secluded, with swirling clouds and mist, immortal brilliance descending, and rosy light blooming, living up to the name of an immortal blessed land.

Chen Zhuxiao and Mo Li walked on a path paved with cobblestones, surrounded by lush greenery, with a few courtyards dotted among them.

The two were silent all the way, walking along the winding path until they came to a place where various exotic flowers and plants were in full bloom.

Mo Li came to an exotic flower that glowed with a cold luster, stretched out her jade-white index finger, and touched it lightly.

This exotic flower seemed to have a spirit, as if startled, it closed its petals.

”I should go.”

Mo Li turned back and smiled.

In an instant, everything in this world seemed to have lost its meaning, and the sun, moon, mountains, and rivers seemed to lose their color at this moment.

It could be said that a single glance was full of charm, and the beauties of the six palaces lost their luster.

Chen Zhuxiao stood frozen on the spot. His Sword Intent was trembling, the thunder tribulation pool within his body was surging with wind and clouds, and the two Spirit Treasure long swords were cheering and leaping.

At this moment, he even wanted to abandon everything, fly away with Mo Li, and travel all over the world.

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Mo Li left, and the Chen Family returned to peace.

Whether it was because of Mo Li’s departure or not, Liu Tingyi became much more polite to Chen Zhuxiao, and no longer cursed him as a bastard when they met.

Just as everyone in the Chen Family was busy, Chen Zhuqing and Jiang Yunlei returned from their travels.

Chen Zhuyun and his wife, upon learning of this, specially rushed back from Liyuan Commandery.

Now, Yuan Feng had come out of seclusion, and the people of the Chen Family Main Lineage were all gathered at Luoyun Mountain. It was time to hold the wedding that had been delayed for so long.

Soon, the news that Chen Zhuyun and Chen Zhuqing, two descendants of the Chen Family Main Lineage, were going to hold their weddings together spread.

Exquisitely decorated wedding invitations with mysterious Black Ape patterns were sent out, and every faction that had dealings with the Chen Family received an invitation.

A month later, the wedding was held as scheduled, and the entire Luoyun Mountain was shrouded in a joyful atmosphere.

It was also on this day that Chen Zhuyun and Ruan Zhirou, and Chen Zhuqing and Jiang Yunlei, officially became husband and wife, to grow old together and walk hand in hand through this life.

Chen Fufeng was filled with emotion; the Chen Family was rising, and his children had achieved success. He had no regrets in this life.

Yuan Feng was sitting on his shoulder, holding a jar of Spirit Wine, drinking happily.

”Old Chen, do you think that when that kid Zhu Xiao gets married, will there be only him as the groom, but multiple brides?”

”This brat, flirting everywhere and leaving sentiments everywhere; he is afraid he will suffer greatly in the future.”

Chen Fufeng was dumbfounded upon hearing this, but he felt very gratified in his heart.

The women who had an unclear and ambiguous relationship with Chen Zhuxiao were either Saintesses of a major Sect or True Disciples of an immortal Sect. If word got out, it would be more than just having Face; it would be enough to shock the vast majority of people.

The wedding lasted for three days and three nights. Luoyun Mountain was brightly lit, and even Luoyun City at the foot of the mountain was infected, the atmosphere becoming much more festive.

Many people in Luoyun City also chose to hold weddings during these few days, all intending to soak up some of the Chen Family’s good fortune, hoping that they might have a highly talented descendant in their own Family.

From then on, among Chen Fufeng’s six children, two were married, and there were already three descendants of the Xian generation.

Shortly after the wedding ended, a mysterious cyan flying boat as huge as a mountain flew out from Luoyun Mountain, heading toward Xuan Prefecture City.

There were only Yuan Feng and Chen Zhuhong on the flying boat.

Yuan Feng was going to attend the Xuan Prefecture City auction, while Chen Zhuhong, after attending the auction, would set off from Xuan Prefecture City to travel the world and seek her own Purple Mansion path.

Meanwhile, on a high mountain nearly ten thousand li away from Luoyun Mountain.

A figure cloaked in a blood-red robe withdrew his gaze, licked his scarlet lips, and laughed with a sinister ”Jie jie jie”: ”What a Dou Zhan Demon King. I wonder if absorbing your flesh and blood essence will allow me to break through the shackles, reach a higher level, and sense the Blood Qi fruit position?”