bullyxtreme Chapter 193 Marriage 4
Chapter 193 Marriage 4
"Let them stay with you for a while, I'll be back soon." The sun was setting, the wedding was over, and Fu Xun still needed to go to the main hall to attend to some social obligations.
She hummed in agreement, watching him disappear through the door. Leng Huan sat on the bed waiting, with the maids and Leng Yan keeping her company. She wondered when Fu Xun would return, since he had gone out to handle some matters.
Main peak, main hall.
Amidst the clinking of glasses, Fu Xun, accompanied by familiar Sword Peak disciples, raised his cup in a friendly exchange. He symbolically toasted a few times with some high-ranking Nascent Soul cultivators, exchanged a few polite words, and then calmly excused himself, claiming he couldn't hold his liquor, leaving the situation to the sect leader and elders.
Many people wanted to get close to him, but it wasn't appropriate to force a Nascent Soul cultivator to be respectful. After dealing with them, Fu Xun retreated to a side hall.
As soon as he appeared, a disciple on patrol reported: "Senior Brother, some suspicious individuals tried to escape, but we have captured them."
Fu Xun: "The banquet will be over soon. Even if some distinguished guests are in a hurry to leave, don't let your guard down. Give me the collected shadow stones."
The sect is holding a grand banquet, which will definitely attract many villains. Nothing else matters. What Fu Xun wants to find most is whether there are any demons or demonic cultivators.
Zhang Zhaoying's personal disciple is named Wu Xiu, who is in charge of patrolling the main hall this time. He has already collected a lot of shadow stones. Fu Xun only needs to scan them with his divine sense to imprint the images of all the shadow stones in his memory.
Upon closer inspection, most of the images were of visiting guests, with a few new menial disciples. Seeing Wei Liao among them, Fu Xun frowned, "Has this person already been arrested?"
Wu Xiu, a rough and rugged man older than Fu Xun, replied, "Yes, they've been arrested. We tried to appease them first, using a sleeping talisman to subdue them. These people are at most at the Golden Core stage, so dealing with them didn't disturb the other guests."
They are the hosts, openly calling people to a corner, and resorting to violence at the slightest disagreement. As for what to do if they grab the wrong person and offend someone, no problem, they have a proper way to handle it.
Fu Xun had a general idea of what was going on. He could tell at a glance that not all of these people were villains; there were misunderstandings among them.
Turning to the last three memory stones, Fu Xunwei paused. The person in the image looked refined and dignified, with an upright appearance, and his robes bore the insignia of a guest minister of the Divine Dynasty.
Although there was no invitation, the person had come from afar and politely presented a gift, so the Misty Immortal Sect couldn't very well refuse such a smiling face.
A Nascent Soul elder from the Divine Dynasty arrived with several guest elders to offer their congratulations. Image was one of the guest elders; he was only at the Golden Core stage, yet he had already been appointed as a guest elder.
Fu Xun narrowed his eyes. The Divine Dynasty was truly open to all who came to "recruit talents".
Wu Xiu frowned: "This person is very suspicious. Under the guise of a guest minister of the Divine Dynasty, he is moving around and inquiring about information from guests, probably knowing how many guests our sect has gathered this time."
The other two shadow stones were fine. Fu Xun returned the twenty-odd shadow stones to Wu Xiu and asked, "Have you caught this person?"
"I am ashamed. Due to the carelessness of the disciple who was keeping watch, that person has already gone down the mountain. Please punish me, Senior Brother."
Fu Xun nodded: "Punishment will be postponed for now. Send someone else to track down that person. Later, take the arrested person to the Disciplinary Prison Platform and hand them over to the Disciplinary Prison Elder for questioning about the whole story. This matter is the responsibility of the Patrol Department, and the follow-up will be decided by the Sect Master. I'll return to Mingxiu Peak now."
The implication was that they shouldn't disturb his wedding night, as today was his special day.
Wu Xiu understood and cupped his hands, saying, "Congratulations on your marriage, Senior Brother."
The inner disciples behind him cupped their hands in unison and said, "Respectfully seeing off Senior Brother."
Fu Xun's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.
Yun Du had excitedly joined in the festivities today. As it grew late, after finishing the last bite of the spiritual fruit, he remembered he needed to find his parents. Fu Yuqing, who had been fully focused on taking care of the child all day, smiled upon hearing this and said, "Yun Du, today is your parents' big day. How about you spend the evening with your aunt?"
Yun Du grabbed the fish-shaped amulet and shook it. After thinking for a while, he realized that his parents were busy today and couldn't play with him. He nodded and said, "Auntie, then I want a little tiger to sleep with me."
Fu Yuqing paused: "Where is the little tiger?"
Yun Du: "It's in my children's room."
Only then did she realize that the little tiger was a cloth tiger toy. Fu Yuqing picked up the child and said, "Okay, Auntie will take you back to Jufang Palace."
She turned around to greet someone, only to find that no one was behind her. Wei Liao had disappeared; perhaps he had gone to do odd jobs. As a handyman, a disciple was like a brick, to be moved wherever needed.
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A cave dwelling in the ethereal immortal city.
A black-clad monk respectfully bowed to the black-robed man opposite him, and reported the news in a rough, hoarse voice:
"Your Excellency, there are many guests from the Misty Immortal Sect today, all of whom are high-level Nascent Soul and Divine Transformation cultivators. I just received news that high-ranking officials from various major forces have gathered, including the Washing Moon Immortal Sect, the Crimson Sky Immortal Sect, the Northern Sea Penglai Immortal Realm, the Star-Picking Pavilion, the Wind Sound Tower, and so on..."
It was a gathering of experts; moreover, this grand ceremony of the Misty Immortal Sect was held specifically for its chief disciple. With two new Nascent Soul cultivators joining the sect, their strength should not be underestimated!
The black-robed man's slightly hoarse voice, carrying a peculiar rhythm, rang out: "Oh? The Misty Immortal Sect has actually gained two more Nascent Soul cultivators. I thought they had fallen on hard times... In that case, the Misty Immortal Sect is now teeming with experts, making it difficult to take action against them."
The man in black dared not say a word, and listened quietly as the tall, faceless figure in black robes continued, "When will these guests leave?"
The man in black bowed slightly and replied, "The scouts report that the real high-ranking officials will not leave until three days from now."
The man in black robes pondered for a few moments: "Three days? It's best to wait until all those irrelevant people have left before taking action. Alright, continue gathering information."
"Yes!" The man in black relaxed, seemingly satisfied with their actions.
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Mingxiu Peak.
At that moment, a strange figure dressed in black quietly landed at the back gate of Jufang Hall. The moonlight was bright, and the light shone on the person's face, revealing it to be the face of the guest minister in the memory stone!
It turns out he didn't go down the mountain after all.
"Hehehe, I've seen countless women, but this bride is truly stunning. It's a pity there are too many experts in this sect, otherwise... hehehe... even if I can't touch her, I'll still let her take a few more glances."
Thinking of the beautiful bride's stunning face, the Nightwalker felt an itch in his heart. He quickly sneaked to the back garden of Jufang Palace. This person must have done this before; he was very fast and a seasoned pro.
This person moved with uncanny speed, slipping past the Wenshui Garden in just a few breaths and stealthily heading straight for the main courtyard, Fanghua Garden.
Wearing a high-level concealment artifact, the man in black moved silently all the way to the courtyard. He hid in a cave within a layer of artificial hills, took out a small round mirror, and activated it with a spell.
Meanwhile, in the main house, inside the new room, a tiny osmanthus petal, the size of a sesame seed, that had somehow stuck to Dongxue's hair, shimmered with an inconspicuous light.
The mirror in the man in black slowly revealed the scene of the bridal chamber. As Dongxue served tea to Leng Huan, the image of the bride appeared in the mirror.
Overwhelmed with excitement, the Nightwalker nearly dropped his grip, inwardly praising, "Hehehe, truly a rare beauty... It was worth the trouble of using a substitute and struggling up the mountain... Hmph, what kind of impregnable formation is the Gathering Fragrance Hall? I easily infiltrated it..."
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