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

Faced with the bridesmaids' teasing, Lu Jin racked her brains, her face turning red with embarrassment, before finally coming up with a few terms of address:
"Yu...Yu'er..."

"Xiaoyu..."

"Husband... Madam..."

After saying those few dry terms, he got stuck, his mind went blank, and he had no idea what else to say.

"Anything else? That's it?"

The bridesmaids, however, disagreed, and their jeers grew louder and louder.

"My darling... my sweetheart..."

Just as Lu Jin was frantically scratching her head and on the verge of "social death," Li Muxuan stepped in. He transmitted his voice to Lu Jin from behind, prompting her with various ways to address him.

One nauseatingly sweet address after another resounded in Lu Jin's mind through telepathic transmission, making Lu Jin shudder and get goosebumps all over his body.

This... feels a bit strange... Junior Brother Li, if you want to give a hint, just say it directly. Don't use telepathy. Your voice paired with these words is really hard for me to handle!

Lu Jin thought to himself that he found it very strange.

But actually, Li Muxuan also found it very strange.

These shameful and indecent words were embarrassing to hear coming from his own mouth, which is why he sent a telepathic message to Lu Jin.

There was a reason why he did this.

He wasn't doing it for Lu Jin; he was doing it for his future apprentice!

In recent years, although he has been living in the Sanyi Sect and even occasionally received personal instruction from Zuo Ruotong, Li Muxuan has never had a formal identity and is only considered a nominal disciple.

After his conversation with Zhang Zhiwei, he understood that the reason his master Zuo Ruotong wouldn't accept him wasn't because he was unwilling, but because he still carried the legacy of Ghost Hand Wang Yaozu. His karmic ties with Wang Yaozu as master and disciple hadn't been resolved, so naturally his master wouldn't accept him.

Only when he completely severs this karmic ties and cuts ties with the past can he formally become a disciple.

The key to severing the karmic ties lies in passing down the Ghost Hand King's methods.

Given the Left Sect Master's style of conduct, this kind of succession must be taken very seriously. It's not something that can be done by simply finding someone and passing on the skills. It's about entrusting one's mantle to someone else.

But finding a successor is not so easy.
Wang Yaozu, the Ghost Hand, lived to be seventy or eighty years old before finally finding such a talented successor to pass on his skills completely.

Even someone like Ghost Hand King, who frequently travels the martial arts world, took so many years to find him. Where else could he possibly look for him?
In particular, he didn't want to leave Sanyi Gate to look for it, which would make it even harder to find.

Left with no other choice, he had to place his hopes on Lu Jin.

After all, the Lu family members are renowned for their exceptional talent in cultivation, a fact universally acknowledged throughout the martial arts world. Their virtuous character is also widely recognized.

Instead of searching for a successor like looking for a needle in a haystack, it would be better to have Lu Jin give birth to one for me.

Lu Jin is getting married soon, and having a child is probably just a year or two away.

In just six or seven years, you can find a perfect disciple who is talented, has good character, and is even the child of your own fellow apprentice. Isn't that more reliable than going out and searching randomly?
This is the fundamental reason why Li Muxuan was so dedicated to Lu Jin's wedding.

If he didn't have this "indirect approach to achieving his goal" mentality, he wouldn't have bothered with all this trouble. He would definitely have been like Zhang Zhiwei, laughing heartily on the sidelines, just watching the show, and perhaps even causing trouble for Lu Jin if the mood struck him.

At this moment, in order for "the future father of his apprentice" to pass the test smoothly, Li Muxuan was really going all out, whispering various cheesy nicknames as if they were free.

Lu Jin blushed furiously, but in order to take his bride away, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and stammer as he tried to imitate her, saying things like "my little moon" and "my little darling."

With each word he managed to utter, his face grew paler, and his embarrassed expression, as if he wanted to disappear into the ground, drew another burst of laughter from the crowd.

Even Lin Yu, the bride sitting on the edge of the bed with her red veil on her head, couldn't help but tremble slightly on her shoulders.

Finally, with Li Muxuan's "all-encompassing instruction" and the "hints" from Zhang Zhiwei, Wang Ai, and others who loved to stir up trouble, Lu Jin managed to get through this ordeal.

Duanmu Ying announced that Lu Jin had passed the test.

"Finally... I passed!"

Lu Jin let out a long breath. He was covered in sweat, as if he had just fought three hundred rounds with someone.

"Next comes the part where they carry the bride out of the house and put her on the wedding car!"

As Lu Jin spoke, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, straightened his slightly disheveled collar, bent down, and prepared to carry the bride, Lin Yu, on his back.

However, at this moment, Duanmu Ying, the leader of the bridesmaids, jumped out again.
She spread her arms to block Lu Jin's view, smiling as she looked at the group of groomsmen around her.

Finally, her gaze landed precisely on the figure who had been watching the show with his arms crossed the whole time, thoroughly enjoying himself.

"Wait a minute, the groom's business is finished, but the best man's business isn't."

Duanmu Ying said in a clear and loud voice, "Our bridesmaids have been busy all day, putting in a lot of effort, but your groomsmen seem to have been slacking off and watching the show the whole time."

At this point, her gaze fell on Zhang Zhiwei: "Especially that little Taoist priest who's been watching the show the whole time, you've had it way too easy being the best man, haven't you?"

"Now that things have come to this, you should at least show some skill and let us ordinary folks have a look, shouldn't you?"

The room fell silent instantly upon hearing this.

All eyes turned to Zhang Zhiwei.

Zhang Zhiwei was standing there with his arms crossed, grinning broadly, when he noticed everyone's eyes were on him and his expression faltered slightly.

Well, I've gotten myself into this mess. This Duanmu Ying is no pushover.

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at the expectant bridesmaids, then at Lu Jin beside him who had a "good luck, Senior Brother Zhang" expression, and at the gloating Lü Ci. It seemed he had no choice but to take action.

“Miss Duanmu is right,” Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile. “I’ve been quite relaxed as a best man. Since it’s Old Lu’s big day, it’s only right that I share in the joy and show off my skills to add to the festivities.”

His words instantly eased the tense atmosphere. Lin's parents, standing outside the door, also breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this young Taoist master was quite approachable.

Duanmu Ying's eyes darted around, clearly indicating that she had planned this all along. She pointed at the bride, Lin Yu, then at the groom, Lu Jin, and smiled:

"Young Celestial Master, you possess great supernatural powers. Why don't you unleash your profound skills and let us witness a wedding scene that is unique and unforgettable for all eternity?" Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback.

Duanmu Ying's question, though seemingly tricky, actually gave Zhang Zhiwei unlimited room to demonstrate his abilities.

Zhang Zhiwei looked around, his gaze sweeping over the furnishings of the new house and the flowers, trees, and shrubs planted in the courtyard outside the window, and said:
“It’s winter now, and the flowers and plants in the yard have all withered, so it doesn’t look very nice. But now that Lao Lu is getting married, it’s a good time to have some flowers blooming and plants growing in harmony, so that we can have some good luck.”

After saying that, he snapped his fingers towards the window.

"Snapped."

A crisp sound rang out, standing out clearly even in the noisy surroundings.

Then, nothing happened. Everyone looked at each other, completely bewildered.

But unseen by them, a massive grotto, with Zhang Zhiwei's heart as its center, suddenly unfolded, enveloping the entire Lin residence.

In this esoteric system, time, space, mutual generation and restraint, change, and so on are all controlled by Zhang Zhiwei. With a single thought, he can change the cycle of the four seasons and do all sorts of incredible things.

As Zhang Zhiwei began to manipulate the mechanism, ripples suddenly appeared on the calm surface of the once withered lotus pond in the center of the courtyard.

Immediately afterwards, one after another, pink lotus flowers defied the season, emerging from the water at a speed visible to the naked eye and blooming in the wind!

Moreover, even the potted plants in the corners of the walls and crevices, the plants on the windowsills, and all the surrounding vegetation seemed to be infused with life, their leaves becoming increasingly lush and vibrant. Some small flowers that shouldn't be blooming in this season miraculously peeked out, emitting a refreshing fragrance.

In an instant, the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, making one feel as if they were in a garden in the spring!
Zhang Zhiwei's methods were not earth-shattering, but the subtle and pervasive vitality he brought was even more awe-inspiring.

The new house was completely silent, both inside and out.

Everyone was stunned by this miraculous skill. In the blink of an eye, the world was transformed, defying the laws of nature and bringing back life to all things that should have withered. This was no small trick; it was a manifestation of the "Tao," or even a control over the laws and the creation of heaven and earth.

Even Duanmu Ying, the leader of the bridesmaids, was speechless. The cunning in her eyes had been replaced by shock. She had studied abroad and had a wide range of knowledge, but this kind of method of bringing life back to life was something she had never heard of before!

If he can bring plants back to life, can he also bring living things back to life? If so, then the Little Celestial Master would be the most miraculous doctor... Duanmu Ying thought to herself.

Even Lin Yu, who was wearing a veil, could smell the fragrance of flowers outside. Her hands, which were resting on her knees, were clenched tightly. She wanted to lift the veil and see the scene outside, but she felt that it was inappropriate.

Just as she was struggling with this dilemma, Duanmu Ying intervened for her, lifting her red veil and pointing to the beautiful scenery outside the window for her to see.

Lifting the bride's veil before she even leaves the house is an absolutely unconventional act.

But at this moment, everyone was attracted by the scene outside, and few people paid attention to the bride's situation.

Lin Yu originally wanted to put the veil back on immediately, but she suddenly saw the vibrant colors outside the window and froze, "This..."

Although she was wearing a veil, she still heard it. This was the little celestial master's method. She glanced at Zhang Zhiwei, who was tall and imposing, and then immediately turned her gaze to Lu Jin.

At this moment, Lu Jin's gaze also fell on Lin Yu. The two locked eyes, and in this situation, Lu Jin was somewhat at a loss for words.

"Idiot, hurry up and put my veil on." Lin Yu whispered.

"Oh, oh..." Lu Jin realized what was happening and quickly picked up the red veil from the side, solemnly putting it back on Lin Yu.

"Ladies and gentlemen, can we now allow our groom to smoothly take his bride away?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

Upon hearing this, Duanmu Ying quickly stepped aside to make way, her tone more respectful than ever before, and said, "That's...that's too much! Little Celestial Master, your supernatural powers are truly astounding! Please...please, groom, carry the bride out of the house!"

The other bridesmaids also made way.

Seeing this, Lu Jin took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, bent down, and gently carried the bride, Lin Yu, on his back.

This time, no one stopped them.

Zhang Zhiwei stepped aside to make way and smiled at Lu Jin, saying, "Old Lu, the auspicious time has arrived, don't miss it."

Lu Jin smiled as he carried the bride downstairs, and the moment they stepped out the door, Zhang Zhiwei waved.

In an instant, as if summoned by some force, all the flowers in the garden detached from their branches and transformed into a dazzling "rain of flowers," swirling and dancing around the bride and groom.

Petals surrounded the bride, filling the air with fragrance, creating a dreamlike and breathtaking scene!
The people in the Lin family, especially the bridesmaids following behind, were all somewhat mesmerized by the sight.

Lu Ci, carrying a hoe, gaped so wide it could fit an egg, and muttered, "Senior Brother Zhang is really giving Old Lu too much face!"

Wang Ai also said excitedly, "This is Little Celestial Master's exclusive wedding customization! Old Lu really hit the jackpot."

Lu Ci nodded and said, "Fatty, when you get married in the future, please ask Senior Brother Zhang to be your best man. It's really worth it."

Amidst a shower of falling petals and the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, Lu Jin, carrying his bride on his back, walked confidently out of the Lin family's gate and headed towards the wedding car that had been prepared long ago.

Lu Jin carefully placed the bride in the back seat, and then sat down next to her.

Only when the car door closed did the petals swirling outside the window seem to have completed their mission, slowly drifting down and covering the ground with a thick layer.

The convoy then slowly started moving and drove away from the Lin residence.

Inside the lead car, Lu Jin gently held Lin Yu's hand.

"Thank you for giving me such a dream wedding. It was so beautiful, like a dream." Lin Yu's voice, hidden behind her veil, carried a hint of shyness and excitement.

"Thanks to Senior Brother Zhang!" Lu Jin said.

"Master Xiaotian is indeed as legendary as they say, a god-like figure!" Lin Yu whispered.

The formal wedding ceremony and banquet were held at the Lu family's main residence.

When the wedding procession returned amidst the legendary shower of flowers, the Lu residence was already packed with guests and dignitaries. Almost every prominent martial arts sect in the Jianghu sent representatives, and even some political and business figures came to offer their congratulations, giving the Lu family ample face.

The officiant at this wedding was none other than Lu Jin's master, the head of the Sanyi Sect, the Great Ying Immortal Zuo Ruotong.

The motorcade stopped in front of the Lu residence, and the sounds of firecrackers, gongs and drums, and cheers from the guests instantly filled the sky.

Just now, the Lu family also learned of what had happened at the Lin residence. Many exclaimed in regret, saying they should have gone along if they had known it was so exciting, and missed the Little Celestial Master's supernatural powers. (End of Chapter)