Thinking it over, Gu An decided to use the Heavenly Residence Sword.
The Heavenly Residence Sword was a divine sword gifted to him by Li Ya, one of the three Emperor Swords of the Taicang Dynasty. Although the Emperor Sword was not very useful to him now, the elegant form of the Heavenly Residence Sword made it worth using.
Gu An also thought of Lu Lingjun, who wielded two swords in battle, and felt that he could try using a two-handed sword as well.
He had no pressure dealing with the Six Stars Cave and Seven Stars Cave of the Seven Stars Spirit Realm.
Gu An went downstairs and made his way to Lu Jiujia, who quickly saluted him and introduced two new disciples.
The two servant disciples were very nervous in front of Gu An, not like Li Ya and Meng Lang who were impatient with Cheng Xuandan and Zhang Chunqiu back in the day. The current status of the Supreme Sect in the Taicang Dynasty was far beyond what it was a hundred years ago, now being the top sect in the continent’s immortal cultivation world, second only to the legendary Holy Land.
Gu An did not adhere strictly to the rules but instead gently encouraged the two new disciples, leaving them pleasantly surprised.
After he left, the two disciples were filled with anticipation for their upcoming life in the Mystic Valley.
Gu An did not head to the Third Medicine Valley but walked towards the mountains and forests outside the valley.
He appreciated the scenery along the way and realized it had been many years since he last experienced the surroundings of the Mystic Valley on foot.
Back then, he raced around the mountains with Xiaochuan, and life was carefree.
“To feel such nostalgia after just over a hundred years, imagine what it will be like in ten thousand years.”
Gu An suddenly thought, then adjusted his emotions, preparing to invade the Seven Stars Spirit Realm. Explore stories on m,v l’e-NovelFull.net
Today, the Seven Stars Spirit Realm was about to undergo a significant change, presenting the perfect opportunity for him.
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Sunlight poured into the courtyard where Ji Qiankun and numerous members of the Ji Family stood, chatting and laughing.
A number of cultivators floated in the distant sky, each like an immortal, showcasing their unique styles.
This Ji Mansion, located atop a solitary mountain, covered an area of over ten miles. Thick fog swirled below the mountain, resembling a vast ocean, with peaks emerging from the sea of clouds, akin to immortal Taoist practice grounds.
The sea of clouds stretched endlessly, as if this place truly was above the Nine Heavens, with the sun directly overhead.
Ji Hantian leaned against the courtyard door with his arms crossed in front of his chest and eyes closed. Judging by his furrowed brows, his mood was not good.
Ji Qiankun came to Ji Hantian’s side, smiling, “Grandpa, the auspicious hour is near. Why don’t you go outside to greet the Luo Family?”
Ji Hantian opened his eyes, snorted coldly, and left with a flick of his sleeve.
Ji Qiankun did not get angry. He knew Ji Hantian had objections regarding the Seven Stars Spirit Realm, but since it concerned the family’s prosperity, Ji Hantian would choose to endure.
Now that the Supreme Sect was thriving, the Ji Family had stopped insisting on Ji Hantian leaving the sect. In fact, they started to support him again, seeing another avenue as beneficial.
Ji Qiankun turned back to see Ji Xiaoyu’s door adorned with joyous decorations. The sight eased his uneasy heart slightly.
Every time he thought of Ji Xiaoyu’s words that night, he felt restless and upset.
Dong——
The loud sound of a gong echoed through the heavens and the earth. A beam of golden light swept in from the horizon, rapidly landing in front of the Ji Mansion’s gate. The sounds of hooves and roars came from afar as nine white horses drew a golden carriage along the golden path. Two female cultivators, resembling fairies, leaned out of the carriage windows, holding baskets of flowers, and scattered petals continuously.
The petals drifted with the wind, quickly dissipating into magpies that circled in the sky.
The cultivators from nearby mountains flew out of their mansions, and some jumped out of the fog below, all wanting to watch the excitement.
“What a grand spectacle. As expected of the Luo Family.”
“I heard Luo Yetian has broken through to the Mahayana Realm. Is it true?”
“It should be true. Entering the Mahayana Realm after just over five hundred years is indeed terrifying talent.”
“Ji Xiaoyu of the Ji Family is not simple either. It’s said she was born with a Primordial Daoist Talisman and great fortunes. She is a perfect match for Luo Yetian.”
“With the Ji Family allied with the Luo Family, they are set to rise. If they produce an immortal, it would be even more remarkable. They might even cultivate in the Five Stars Cave in the future.”
Each mountain belonged to a different family, but these families were at the lower end of the Seven Stars Spirit Realm, incomparable to the Luo Family, hence their envy of the Ji Family’s fortune.
At the end of the golden path, numerous cultivators rode on magic artifacts, flying in a grand procession that stirred the clouds. They swiftly landed by the golden path, stretching all the way to the Ji Mansion’s gate. Glancing around, there were at least a thousand cultivators, all with imposing auras and dressed in golden robes.
The nine-horse-drawn carriage halted at the gate. The curtain opened, and an imposing man in a red robe stepped out. He was tall and handsome, with long hair tied in a Lotus Jade Crown, resembling a star lord descended from the heavens. His eyes shone brightly as if they contained the universe.
Seeing him disembark, the Ji Family cultivators hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.
Luo Yetian smiled and asked, “Sister Yu, are you ready?”
He had been busy in seclusion, only meeting Ji Xiaoyu once. Sensing the innate aura of the Primordial Daoist Talisman within her and admiring her exceptional beauty, he had his family propose the marriage. He barely needed to lift a finger, just one word from him was enough.
And as he expected, the Ji Family agreed without hesitation.
He chose this year precisely because he had just reached the Mahayana Realm. In previous years, his mind was solely focused on advancing to the Mahayana Realm, and Ji Xiaoyu was merely a thought, not worth occupying his entire mind.
An elder of the Ji Family smiled and said, “She is ready and can depart anytime.”
Luo Yetian nodded, “Our Luo Family has already invited all the major families from the Six Stars Cave and the Seven Stars Cave, and even some seniors from the Five Stars Cave to attend. This wedding will surely be grand. Rest assured; we are one family now.”
He spoke appropriately without arrogance, making the Ji Family cultivators smile and thank him repeatedly.
He looked up at the Ji Mansion, anticipation showing in his eyes.
He could already sense the aura of the Primordial Daoist Talisman.
Meanwhile, in the courtyard where Ji Xiaoyu resided, Ji Qiankun urged her from outside the door.
“The auspicious hour has arrived. Don’t keep the Luo Family waiting.” Ji Qiankun said, knocking on the door.
The door opened at that moment.
Ji Xiaoyu, clad in a phoenix crown and cloud robe, stepped out accompanied by two female cultivators. The veil covered her face, revealing only a snow-white chin, and her hands were clasped before her stomach, comporting herself with grace.
Seeing she was already in her wedding attire, Ji Qiankun heaved a sigh of relief and smiled.
“Xiaoyu, what you worry about might not happen. There may be a turnaround. The Luo Family has even invited great cultivators from the Five Stars Cave; they might be able to help you.” Ji Qiankun said softly.
Ji Xiaoyu passed by him, stopping suddenly, “Crossing this door, our father-daughter bond ends.”
Ji Qiankun frowned, “What nonsense are you talking about? I will always be your father, and the Ji Family will always be your home.”
Ji Xiaoyu said nothing more, stepping forward.
Accompanied by the two female disciples of the Ji Family, she left the courtyard.
Ji Qiankun watched her back and exhaled deeply.
Over the past three years, he had feared any mishap in this marriage, so he had been guarding Ji Xiaoyu closely.
He quickly followed, not resting assured until he delivered Ji Xiaoyu to the Luo Family himself.
Outside the mansion gate, a disciple hurriedly came out to inform the Ji Family’s higher-ups that Ji Xiaoyu was coming, causing smiles to bloom on everyone’s faces.
They had long heard of Ji Xiaoyu’s dissatisfaction, but such was the fate of noble families, where marriages served the family’s interests.
During the wait, a cultivator of the Ji Family asked Luo Yetian about the rumored World-Destroying Sea Tide’s validity.
Luo Yetian pondered and said, “I heard it upon emerging from seclusion as well. Such rumors have spread across the seas, but the truth is uncertain. At least a hundred years from now, it seems unlikely, beyond that, no one can say.”
The surrounding cultivators began to murmur, discussing the matter.
After a while, many cultivators from the Ji Family walked out of the gate, with Ji Xiaoyu in the center, surrounded like the moon among stars.
Upon seeing her, Luo Yetian smiled.
Just then, Ji Xiaoyu stopped and tore off the red veil from her head, igniting it in her palm until it quickly turned to ashes.
Her expression was icy cold, eyes fixed on Luo Yetian, with a faint smile on her lips.
Luo Yetian felt uncomfortable under her gaze and frowned, “What do you mean by this?”
The surrounding Luo Family cultivators also frowned. Was Ji Xiaoyu about to oppose this marriage?
“Quickly bring another red veil,” the clan leader of the Ji Family ordered, looking at Ji Qiankun with a dissatisfied expression.
Before Ji Qiankun could speak, Ji Xiaoyu soared into the sky, hovering a hundred meters above. The Luo Family cultivators didn’t stop her, curious about her intentions.
Did she plan to cancel the marriage in the Seven Stars Spirit Realm?
A red pattern appeared on Ji Xiaoyu’s forehead, the runes of the Primordial Daoist Talisman. As the power of the talisman surged out, her aura transformed drastically.
“You mortals disturb my rebirth process, how utterly vexing,” Ji Xiaoyu said, frowning slightly. Her voice resonated through the skies, her tone coldly indifferent, making the Ji Family cultivators find her unrecognizable.
Luo Yetian, sensing something, ascended to her level and asked suspiciously, “Who exactly are you?”
One by one, the Luo Family cultivators appeared in the air, surrounding Ji Xiaoyu.
The sky and sea of clouds churned, forming thunderclouds. A towering figure appeared within those clouds, like a giant god standing in outer heaven, overlooking the world.
Ji Xiaoyu did not look up but calmly gazed at Luo Yetian, “Some karmic entanglements are beyond your reach. Disturbing my cultivation, even reincarnation will not pardon you.”
Boom——
An immense pressure erupted from Ji Xiaoyu, and golden flames emanated from her forehead, rapidly forming a hundred-meter-tall silhouette behind her. The figure looked exactly like her but radiated an aura surpassing the Mahayana Realm.
Ji Xiaoyu raised her hand, grasping at the sky. The phantom behind her mirrored her movements, shattering the thunderclouds with one hand. Within her palm, an awe-inspiring figure appeared, the same one from earlier, now filled with fear.
Before he could speak, golden flames engulfed him. In an instant, he was incinerated, leaving no trace behind.