Chapter 2571 - 2569: Some Rejoice, Some Lament
The Little Kirin’s eyes went wide, and he subconsciously glanced at He Tiantian.
He Tiantian lowered her head, bit her lip, and took the initiative to say to Lin Yingying, "I’ll do whatever Mother decides."
Lin Yingying looked at the Little Kirin.
The Little Kirin said with a long face, "Mother, I just rejected Zixuan on Mount Li. Now you want me to marry her—she might not be willing, you know?"
Lin Shanshan said with a chuckle, "What are you afraid of? With the Lady of Mount Li speaking on your behalf, that little Fairy could turn the heavens upside down?"
Wang Xiaoya said, "Go down and get yourself ready. We’ll prepare the betrothal gifts for you, and then you’ll take them to Mount Li. When you see that little Fairy, just say some nice things to her, isn’t that enough?"
The Little Kirin stared at them in a daze, thinking, since when did these three agree on everything?
With things said to this point, how would he dare refuse? He could only bite the bullet and agree, "Your son obeys!"
"That’s more like it!"
Lin Yingying smiled and waved him off, letting him go down alone, while she kept He Tiantian, planning to find someone to custom-make a wedding robe for this daughter.
This was their first major event since coming to the Immortal Realm; they had to uphold Liangshan Island’s face.
The wedding robe naturally couldn’t be simple—it had to be made by the Weaver Girl of the Heavenly Court.
After the Little Kirin left, his four younger siblings immediately swarmed over.
They looked at this big brother with mischievous grins and hurriedly asked, "What did Mother ask you to do?"
"Is she planning to marry you and Tiantian?"
Little Bai rested his hand on the Little Kirin’s shoulder.
The Little Kirin pulled a bitter face. "You guessed right."
The four of them cried out in delight, "Really?"
Seeing the Little Kirin’s expression, they all went "Huh," frowned, and lectured him, "Boss, what’s with that long face? You don’t like He Tiantian as a sister-in-law?"
Little Qing jeered, "He must be a fickle man, clinging to the new and hating the old, still pining over that Zixuan!"
The Vermilion Bird said, "I think Sister Tiantian is great. She’s kind and gentle; every time we went to her, there was something tasty to eat."
Little Xuan said, "Big Brother, you can’t be a heartless man!"
They all chimed in one after another, giving the Little Kirin a harsh "critique."
The Little Kirin found a place to sit down and said to them speechlessly, "I haven’t even finished talking; what do you know? If I were only marrying He Tiantian, I wouldn’t be this worried. Mother just said I have to marry that Zixuan as well and bring her home too."
"Huh?"
"How could that be?"
"Mother really said that?"
"No way, Mother also came from the new society; how could she have such feudal thinking?"
The four looked at each other, all a bit stunned.
Little Bai chuckled, "Marrying two wives at once—people are going to die of envy. Boss, you shouldn’t be worried, you should be thrilled!"
"Isn’t Big Brother just getting a bargain and still acting coy?"
Little Xuan showed a wicked grin.
The Little Kirin held his head and said, "You don’t get it. Back on Mount Li, I just rejected Zixuan. What I said was really harsh, too. Now if I go back and say I want to marry her, won’t she just throw me out?"
The four of them—Little Bai and the others—laughed gloatingly. "That depends on Big Brother’s skills. Women, you just coax them a bit and it’s fine."
"If Lady Zixuan wants to kill you, just let her stab you once to vent her anger, isn’t that fine?"
"Yeah, anyway Big Brother’s thick-skinned and tough. Letting a woman beat you up won’t kill you."
"..."
"Get lost, get lost, don’t use me as a joke for no reason!"
The Little Kirin shooed this bunch away, then went alone to see Chu Feng, planning to consult this love-saint Second Uncle.
On Mount Li, Zixuan had spent the whole day in sadness by herself and was planning to bid farewell to her master and return to the heavens.
The Immortal Realm had its own rules; if she went back late, she would definitely be punished.
When she saw the Lady of Mount Li, she found her master smiling at her and saying, "Xuan’er, I just arranged a marriage for you."
Zixuan’s fingers trembled slightly. She raised her head and stared at her master. "Do we Immortals have to get married too?"
The Lady of Mount Li said, "Of course. For Cultivators, life is so long. If you don’t find a partner, what’s the point of living? If I were a few years younger, I’d have married myself off long ago."
Zixuan wanted to laugh but didn’t dare. She pulled a bitter face and pleaded, "Thank you for your kindness, Master, but right now Zixuan only wants to cultivate properly. I haven’t thought about marriage at all."
The Lady of Mount Li lifted a bowl of tea, took a sip, and said lightly, "You’re already familiar with the man I picked for you. It’s the eldest young master of Liangshan Island, Dragon Kirin. The child’s conduct is good, and his fortune is good as well. He’s sure to be rich and honored in the future. Following him, you’ll have no end of glory. If you don’t want him, then forget it; I’ll give this opportunity to another Disciple."
"It’s him?"
Zixuan’s eyes instantly lit up, and her cheeks flushed as she said, "Disciple never said I was unwilling."
The Lady of Mount Li laughed loudly. "Little girl, do you think I don’t know what’s in your heart? Then it’s settled. I’ve already resigned your post in the Immortal Realm. Before the wedding, just stay quietly on the mountain. If you’re free, you can go walk around Liangshan Island, and spend more time with him to deepen your feelings."
Zixuan frowned in worry. "Disciple wouldn’t dare hide this from Master. He just told me that he already has someone in his heart. I can’t go and steal another woman’s man, can I?"
The Lady of Mount Li smiled. "Don’t worry about that, I’ve already discussed it with him. When the time comes, he’ll marry two in one day. He’s not losing out with this deal and won’t refuse."
"Oh!"
Zixuan widened her eyes, didn’t dare refuse, and could only nod and kneel to her master. "Disciple obeys."
The Lady of Mount Li burst out laughing. "Now that’s a good girl. In a bit, go up to the heavens with your senior sister and find the Weaver Girl to custom-make a wedding robe for you. This wedding concerns the future fortune of our Mount Li; we can’t be careless. If you need anything, just tell me."
"Disciple understands!"
Zixuan furrowed her brows tightly. She had no idea what her master saw in Liangshan Island that made her value it this much.
You had to know, her master was a famed figure in the Three Realms; even a Saint had to give her some face.
After Zixuan left, the Lady of Mount Li summoned the other Disciples and briefed them on the matter, instructing them to put their hearts into preparing this wedding.
Mount Li instantly became lively.
No one had expected that their master would choose a son-in-law and marry off Zixuan; this was the first time such a thing had happened on Mount Li.
This news spread as if on wings, quickly sweeping across the Southern Observation Continent. Even the Hundred Flowers Palace in the heavens received the news.
Huang Fangyong, who was recuperating on Mount Tai, learned of it and became so anxious that he immediately went to pay respects to his ancestor Huang Feihu, hoping his master could help him, see if he could go to Mount Li to propose and fight for a chance.
Last time, when he followed Huang Feihu in the campaign against Liangshan Island, his physical body was destroyed, leaving only his Primordial Spirit.
After reaching the True Immortal Realm, the Primordial Spirit could directly draw on the energy of heaven and earth to cultivate; the physical body was no longer important, with or without it made little difference.
Without a body, he no longer had the shackles of the seven emotions and six desires.
Huang Fangyong’s feelings for Zixuan were, more than anything, an obsession.
He couldn’t accept it; he couldn’t understand how he, a dignified Divine Monarch of the Immortal Realm, could be outdone by some wild demon bandit, ending up in such a miserable state.