Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

What?! Lu Jin is getting married?!

"Really? Back when this kid was at Longhu Mountain, he was always meditating or practicing martial arts, looking like he was single-mindedly pursuing the Tao and had no other desires. When did he start dating?"

"Hey Hedgehog, is your information reliable? Are you just making fun of us?!"

The surrounding fellow disciples immediately gathered around, chattering and discussing amongst themselves, their faces filled with shock and curiosity.

Lu Jin had spent quite a while at Longhu Mountain and had a good relationship with everyone. His sudden decision to settle down and start a family really surprised the group of Taoists who were still cultivating in seclusion.

Tian Jinzhong squeezed to the front, snatched the letter from Zhang Zhiwei's hand, read it carefully, and after confirming it was correct, clicked his tongue and exclaimed:

"Tsk tsk tsk, it really is! This kid, he really is two-faced. Last time we talked about this, he told us that all worldly affairs are illusory and that he wanted to be like his master, Master Zuo. But then he turned around and was about to have his wedding night. Tsk tsk tsk! What a hypocrite, he really is a hypocrite!!"

"That's right, Lu Mang is such a hypocrite!" another junior brother chimed in. "Last time he said that women would only slow down his sword-drawing speed, but he secretly drew his sword and sheathed it first!"

"What do you mean 'drawing a sword and sheathing it'? This is drawing a gun!"

An old Taoist priest, who had been married for a long time and had experienced real-life situations, joked.

"Hahaha……"

The crowd burst into laughter, and the air was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

"Hey, you prickly brats from the Lü family, and Zhiwei too, when are you going to fight for real?!"

In a corner of the training ground, there was a table and a chair. Zhang Yi leaned back in the chair, put his feet on the table, and teased.

Zhang Yi was originally stationed in the Daoist Canon Hall, but because the primordial Qi was more abundant there, he moved here.

“Senior Zhang Yi is joking. I am focused on cultivation. Such things are just trivial to me.”

Lu Ci hurriedly said, and as he spoke, a figure in a pale yellow suit flashed through his mind, but he quickly dismissed it.

Zhang Zhiwei then mimicked Lu Jin's tone from back then, saying:
"Women will only slow down my sword strikes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter.

At this moment, Fang Qianhe also finished his practice and curiously came over. Seeing everyone laughing so happily, he asked curiously:
"Master, what kind of person is this Lu Jin... Uncle-Master?"

He joined the family late and had not yet met Lu Jin.

"You ask me what kind of person he is..." Zhang Zhiwei pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "His name is Lu Jin, the 'Jin' of 'cautious.' What kind of person do you think he is?"

“Oh, so Uncle-Master Lu Jin is a very cautious person…” Fang Qianhe said thoughtfully, but soon he realized something was wrong: “But Master, why did I just hear someone call him Lu Mang?”

Zhang Zhiwei laughed and said, "I didn't say he was a very cautious person. Your Uncle Lü Ci, is he the 'Ci' in 'benevolent'? Do you think he's benevolent?"

Fang Qianhe looked at the arrogant-looking Lü Ci and said, "I think..."

"Huh?!" Lu Ci's eyes widened slightly.

Fang Qianhe swallowed back the words he was about to say, stammering, "I...I...I think...Uncle Lü...Uncle Lü Ci is quite kind."

"Look, look, look! Qianhe is such an honest man! He always tells the truth," Lü Ci said with a smile.

Fang Qianhe lowered his head and remained silent. He felt somewhat embarrassed just now, looking ashamed. He wasn't a particularly outgoing person.

"boom!"

Zhang Zhiwei slapped Lü Ci on the head with a sharp, clear flick.

"Hey kid, don't scare my apprentice like that, or I, as your master, won't let you off the hook," Zhang Zhiwei said with a laugh.

Lu Ci covered his head and grimaced.

Fang Qianhe stared blankly at the scene, somewhat surprised by the way his master interacted with the people around him.

He had always thought that someone like his master would be serious, aloof, mysterious, and unfathomable...

He never expected that his master would be so down-to-earth and easy to get along with.

At the same time, he also felt his master's protection, which warmed his heart.

Zhang Zhiwei added, "Lu Jin, whose nickname is Wuxia, is a very upright and loyal person. You'll know that when you meet him in the future."

"Disciple has remembered," Fang Qianhe nodded.

"Senior brother, when did the 'fake righteous' get the title of 'flawless'? I didn't know that!" Tian Jinzhong asked, puzzled.

Zhang Zhiwei: "..."

At this time, Lu Jin did not yet have the title of "Flawless in Life".

“I just named it for him, is it okay?” Zhang Zhiwei asked.

Fearing he'd get a slap on the head from Zhang Zhiwei like Lü Ci, Tian Jinzhong took a small step back and said, "Sure, why not?! The nickname you gave me, Senior Brother, has to be accepted!"

"You have a good eye..." Zhang Zhiwei thought to himself.

"I'll give him a good talking-to later," Tian Jinzhong continued.

Zhang Zhiwei: "..."

Something feels off. Could it be that I'm the one who gave Lu Jin that nickname "Flawless in Life"?
Tian Jinzhong said, "Senior Brother Zhiwei, speaking of which, Lu Jin's wedding will definitely be a grand affair for the Lu family. The Lu family has a great reputation and extensive connections in the martial arts world. It will surely be a grand event. You can't sneak down the mountain; you must take me with you. I'm so familiar with Lu Mang. It would be too disrespectful if I couldn't go to his wedding."

"Senior brother, I want to go too!"

"Senior Brother Zhiwei, I want to go too!"

"I want to go too!"

After Tian Jinzhong finished speaking, his fellow disciples around him chimed in with their own opinions.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at his fellow disciples around him, all chattering and eager to join the fun in Jiangnan, and laughed:
"Okay, okay, let's all go together then, it'll be so lively!"

He had no objection to taking his fellow disciples to see it, but just then, a calm and authoritative voice rang out.

"What are you all doing, instead of cultivating yourselves properly, gathering here and making a ruckus? What kind of behavior is this!"

Upon hearing the sound, the smiles on everyone's faces vanished instantly, and they all turned around to look. They saw Zhang Jingqing, the Celestial Master, walking slowly from the direction of the Great Shangqing Palace with his hands behind his back.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

...Everyone quickly and respectfully bowed.

Zhang Jingqing's gaze swept over everyone, finally landing on Zhang Zhiwei, her brows furrowing slightly:
"What's going on? Why all the celebration?"

Zhang Zhiwei chuckled and handed over the yin-yang paper in his hand:

"Look, it's good news! Lu Jin from the Sanyi Sect is getting married, and we're just discussing going to his wedding."

Zhang Jingqing took the letter, read it through, and the seriousness on her face softened a bit. She smiled and said:

"Oh? The Lu family's son is getting married? That's certainly a joyous occasion!"

He glanced at the disciples around him, knowing perfectly well what they were thinking, and said calmly:
"Alright, alright, everyone quiet down. This is Lu's son's wedding, not a market day. We, Longhu Mountain, are a unified whole. Since we are a unified whole, one or two representatives are enough. What kind of talk is it for a whole bunch of people to rush over like this?"

His gaze swept across everyone, and he continued:

"Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong can handle this matter. Everyone else can stay on the mountain. If you have any congratulatory gifts or blessings for Lu Jin, just give them to the two of them."

Upon hearing this, everyone was somewhat disappointed, but they also knew that the Celestial Master was right. It was indeed inappropriate for the entire Longhu Mountain to go to the wedding banquet.

Everyone could only nod and begin to ponder what novel and interesting congratulatory gifts they should prepare for Lu Jin, or what auspicious words they should say.

"Alright, alright, those who want to cultivate should cultivate, and those who want to rest should rest. What kind of behavior is it to gather here like this?"

Zhang Jingqing dispersed the crowd.

Lu Jin's wedding is next month, so there's still plenty of time. Zhang Zhiwei didn't rush over.

The days that followed were ordinary yet fulfilling.

Zhang Zhiwei might sit quietly atop a mountain, his mind wandering through the past and present, or he might appear at the training ground, casually offering guidance to his disciples and fellow disciples on their cultivation.

Meanwhile, the Tiantong Temple at the foot of Tianmen Peak remains a popular place of worship.

Tian Jinzhong was in charge of overseeing the affairs of the event and managed everything in an orderly manner.

Zhuge Yunhui, on the other hand, spent his days interpreting divination slips and performing fortune-telling for people inside the temple.

Zhuge Yunhui was highly skilled in divination and his predictions were very accurate. In addition, he was easygoing and very popular with worshippers.

On this day, the Tiantong Temple was still crowded with people, and the queue for divination was very long.

Zhuge Yunhui had just finished interpreting a fortune stick for a worshipper, rubbed his slightly throbbing temples, and habitually called out:

"Next person."

At that moment, a woman walked up to the fortune-telling stall.

She appeared to be in her early twenties, dressed in a clean and neat blue floral print dress. She had a slender and well-proportioned figure, a delicate face, and exceptionally bright and spirited eyes, exuding the competence and intelligence of a country woman.

Zhuge Yunhui looked up and was immediately stunned, then his face lit up with immense joy:

"Xiaodie?! You... what are you doing here?"

It turned out that the person who came was his wife, Tian Xiaodie.

Seeing her husband's surprised expression, Tian Xiaodie smiled gently and whispered:
"I was feeling really bored staying in the village, and I missed you, so I found an excuse to come and see you."

Zhuge Yunhui was overjoyed and couldn't wait to take his wife for a good talk and express his longing for her, but he hesitated when he saw the long queue in front of him.

Tian Xiaodie, being perceptive, noticed the weariness in his eyes and said softly:

"Yunhui, go rest for a while and have some water. I'll watch over things here for you."

Tian Xiaodie originally practiced the Divine Strategist Technique of the Zhuge family. A few years ago, she pestered Zhuge Yunhui to teach her the Wuhou Qimen.

Zhuge Yunhui was easily influenced and not one to hoard his knowledge, so he passed on the Wuhou Qimen to her.

She is exceptionally intelligent and has already grasped the essence of it. Although she has not yet fully mastered all four plates, she has mastered two of them. Naturally, interpreting divination slips and other such trivial matters are no problem for her.

Zhuge Yunhui was a henpecked husband. Seeing his wife speak up, and knowing she cared about him, he readily complied, quickly getting up to give up his seat and instructing her:

"Thank you for your hard work. If you encounter any difficulties, just let me know."

Tian Xiaodie nodded, calmly sat down, and began to greet the next worshipper. Her words were clear and her explanations were thorough, showing even more patience and meticulousness than Zhuge Yunhui.

Among the people queuing were many female worshippers who had come because of Zhuge Yunhui's reputation. Seeing the unfamiliar woman acting intimately with him and taking over his work, they couldn't help but ask out of curiosity. When they learned that the two were husband and wife, many women showed disappointment on their faces. This handsome and gentle fortune teller was already married.

Working together as a couple makes the work easier. Zhuge Yunhui and Tian Xiaodie, a husband-and-wife team, cooperated so well that they were even more efficient.

As dusk fell and the Tiantong Temple closed, Zhuge Yunhui took Tian Xiaodie to pay a visit to Zhang Zhiwei.

"Little Celestial Master, this is my wife, Tian Xiaodie," Zhuge Yunhui introduced.

Tian Xiaodie quickly stepped forward, curtsied, and bowed respectfully.
"Tian Xiaodie greets Little Celestial Master."

Zhang Zhiwei's gaze calmly fell on Tian Xiaodie, who was also one of the Thirty-Six Thieves, but her fate was rather tragic. After the incident, she was dealt with by the people of Zhuge Village.

His gaze shifted slightly, and the world around him transformed into a black and white realm. In his vision, the intricate lines of fate on Tian Xiaodie's body continued to intertwine and extend far into the distance without collapsing.

This means that her original fate was changed.

Zhang Zhiwei blinked, stopped observing, and nodded, saying:

"No need for formalities, I often hear Brother Yunhui talk about you."

Seeing Zhang Zhiwei's easygoing attitude, Tian Xiaodie felt somewhat relieved, but still said apologetically:
"I have come here without prior notice, which is very abrupt. I am afraid that I have disturbed the peace of this esteemed place."

Zhuge Yunhui quickly chimed in, "Senior brother, Xiaodie is just worried about me... She would never cause any trouble! If it's really inconvenient, we can stay at an inn in Shangqing Town."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei smiled and said, "Since they are Brother Yunhui's family, they can stay on the mountain. Although Longhu Mountain is a place for quiet cultivation, it does not discriminate against social interactions. How can you say it's a disturbance? Just stay here in peace. If anyone asks, just say it was arranged by me."

Zhang Zhiwei still has that much face to give.

Tian Xiaodie was grateful, and seeing that Zhang Zhiwei seemed easy to talk to, she mustered her courage and respectfully asked:

"I have long heard that you, Little Celestial Master, are unparalleled in the world in the art of divination. I am rather dull and have some questions about the art of Qimen Dunjia. I wonder... if you could enlighten me?"

Zhuge Yunhui looked at his wife, feeling that her question was a bit abrupt, but since she had already asked, he couldn't interrupt. He could only look at Zhang Zhiwei apologetically.

"Tell me!"

Zhang Zhiwei nodded, but he didn't notice Zhuge Yunhui's gaze.

Subsequently, Tian Xiaodie raised a problem she encountered when practicing the Eight Gates Transport Technique of the Cultivator's Plate, concerning the alignment of Qi mechanism with spacetime location, hoping to receive guidance from Zhang Zhiwei.

This problem wasn't actually difficult for the Wuhou School, but she had secretly learned the Wuhou Qimen technique and couldn't openly ask the school's leader for guidance. Furthermore, Zhuge Yunhui only knew how to use the Eight Gates Movement technique and wasn't considered an expert. (End of Chapter)