Primordial Era: A man at the mouth of the Guanjiang River marries the Third Holy Mother.

Chen Changsheng stepped forward, took the jade plate from Taibai Jinxing's hands, and said with a smile, "Then on behalf of my mother-in-law and elder brother, I thank you, Uncle."

His calling him "uncle" was so natural that it completely relaxed the atmosphere.

Venus, being a clever man, quickly smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you are too kind. I have delivered my congratulatory gift and will not disturb the Princess's family reunion any longer."

After saying this, he bowed and took his leave, leaving the family with his time and space.

Just then, two streaks of light pierced through the clouds at an incredible speed outside the mansion, carrying undisguised urgency and concern, and landed instantly in front of the courtyard gate.

As the light faded, it revealed Yang Jian and Yang Chan.

Yang Jian was still clad in silver armor, wielding a three-pointed double-edged sword, his expression tense. But when his gaze fell upon Yang Jiao, his eternally cold and stern face instantly melted, and his eyes reddened at a visible speed.

Yang Chan was even more direct; she practically staggered as she rushed over, tears already streaming down her face.

"Big brother!"

"Big brother!"

The two calls were filled with endless longing and worry.

Yang Jiao looked at her younger brother and sister. The little one who used to follow her around in her memory had now grown into a graceful fairy; and her mischievous second brother had become a mighty war god.

"Second brother, third sister."

Yang Jiao opened his arms and tightly embraced Yang Chan, who rushed towards him, and Yang Jian, who stepped forward.

After countless lifetimes, the three siblings finally embraced each other again.

Even Yang Jian, this tough and resolute man, couldn't help but tremble. He patted his elder brother's back forcefully, his voice hoarse, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!"

Yao Ji watched this scene from the side, tears streaming down her face, but a smile playing on her lips. This was the scene she had dreamed of for countless days and nights.

Chen Changsheng stood to the side, feeling a surge of emotion.

Finally, everything is complete.

This family has really had a tough time.

After a long while, everyone's emotions finally calmed down.

Yao Ji held the hands of her three children, unable to get enough of looking at them. The mansion was filled with the joyful laughter of a long-awaited reunion.

Yang Jiao recounted his experiences on Mount Sumeru, omitting the hardships and only mentioning how the Western Sect disciples persuaded him to convert, his words filled with gratitude for the Jie Sect.

When Yang Jian and Yang Chan heard that all the immortals of the Jie Sect were lining up to give their elder brother magical treasures, and that even the Tongtian Sect Leader had personally intervened, the siblings' faces were filled with shock and gratitude.

Yang Jian stood up and bowed respectfully to Chen Changsheng.

"Brother-in-law, I, Yang Jian, will remember this kindness."

"Second brother, what are you doing? We're family, don't be so formal." Chen Changsheng quickly helped him up.

The words "family" warmed Yang Jian's heart.

Yes, they've been a family for a long time.

The atmosphere was just right. Yao Ji looked at her children enjoying themselves, and her gaze finally fell on Chen Changsheng and Yang Chan. A thought rose in her mind and she could no longer suppress it.

She cleared her throat, her face showing a hint of solemnity and anticipation, and said, "Chang Sheng, Chan'er."

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent and turned to look at Yao Ji.

"Now that Jiao'er has returned safely, our family is truly reunited." Yao Ji's gaze shifted back and forth between Chen Changsheng and Yang Chan, her tone gentle yet authoritative.

"You said before that you would wait until Jiao'er was rescued before discussing your wedding with Chan'er."

"Now, shouldn't we put that on the agenda?"

The atmosphere in the entire mansion changed instantly upon hearing this.

Yang Chan's face flushed bright red, like a ripe apple. She lowered her head, nervously twisting the hem of her clothes with both hands, her heart pounding like a deer, and she didn't dare to look at Chen Changsheng even once.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jiao immediately slapped his thigh and was the first to stand up and express his agreement.

"Yes! Mother is right!"

"Brother-in-law, this matter can't be delayed any longer! You even dared to storm a sacred temple to save me; I, Yang Jiao, have no way to repay this kindness. Your marriage to Third Sister must take place, and it must be a grand and glorious affair, known throughout the Three Realms!"

He had just received such great favors from Chen Changsheng and the Jie Sect, and was worried about how to repay them. This was like a pillow delivered to his sleepy head.

Yang Jian nodded heavily, and although he didn't say anything, his approving look said it all.

In his view, his third sister should have married Chen Changsheng legitimately long ago. Although they were husband and wife in name, they had never consummated their marriage, nor had they had a formal wedding. What kind of nonsense was this?

Now that my older brother is back, the biggest knot in my heart has been untied, it's time.

All eyes instantly focused on Chen Changsheng.

Looking at the expectant eyes of everyone, and then at Yang Chan who seemed to want to bury her head in the ground, Chen Changsheng felt a warmth in his heart and a smile appeared on his face.

He knew that his mother-in-law and two brothers-in-law were giving him a way out, and that they were truly accepting him.

He stood up and solemnly cupped his hands in greeting to Yao Ji and the Yang siblings.

"Mother-in-law, eldest brother, second brother, don't worry."

"Chang Sheng had already planned for this matter."

He paused, his gaze becoming deep and resolute, and his words invigorated everyone.

"My wedding with Chan'er will be held in ten years!"

"As for the wedding venue..." Chen Changsheng's lips curled up slightly, "I will not hold the wedding in the Heavenly Court, nor on Jin'ao Island."

"Within these ten years, I will find a true paradise for Chan'er and me to serve as our future training ground!"

He already had a goal in mind.

That legendary island, Penglai, one of the three immortal islands that has long since disappeared into the long river of ancient history!

It's time to bring it back to the world!

"good!"

Yao Ji and the Yang brothers both smiled with satisfaction upon hearing this.

They knew that Chen Changsheng wasn't making excuses, but rather making the most perfect preparations for the wedding.

Just as the family was overjoyed about the upcoming wedding.

The distant Kunlun Mountains, the site of the Chan sect's religious practice.

Deep within the eternally unchanging Jade Void Palace, a pair of indifferent and ruthless saintly eyes slowly opened.

The gaze of the Primordial Celestial Venerable pierced through the endless void, seemingly seeing the harmonious scene in the Heavenly Court, and also the ever-rising fortune of the Jie Sect.

His face remained expressionless, but he had already made up his mind.

"The Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods is about to begin; it's time to lay the groundwork for

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved and stepped out of the Jade Void Palace, his figure disappearing instantly into the sky above Kunlun Mountain.

The next moment, his figure appeared outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, before a quiet and tranquil sacred ground.

Nuwa Palace.

Inside the Nuwa Palace, on the cloud bed.

The sage Nuwa was contemplating the secrets of heaven with her eyes closed, the aura of the Great Dao of Creation flowing endlessly around her, peaceful and serene.

Suddenly, she frowned slightly, slowly opened her eyes, and looked out of the palace with a hint of surprise in her gaze.