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

In the eyes of the Yellow Emperor, this was not just Chen Changsheng's personal marriage.

Chen Changsheng is the Grand Preceptor of the Shang Dynasty and a person favored by the destiny of the human race.

Yang Chan was a disciple of the sage Nuwa and the niece of the Jade Emperor.

Therefore, this wedding signifies that the relationships between the four forces—humanity, the Jie Sect, the Heavenly Court, and Nuwa Palace—will be more closely linked than ever before through Chen Changsheng.

In the upcoming great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods, this is undoubtedly a heavy bargaining chip, enough to change many things.

Chen Changsheng found it amusing to see the two people's completely different reactions.

He cupped his hands in thanks to the Emperor Xuanyuan: "Thank you, Your Majesty. I do indeed intend to hold a grand wedding."

"but……"

He changed the subject, a mysterious smile appearing on his face.

"If we want to hold a grand event, we're still missing one crucial element."

Kong Xuan had recovered from her shock and sat down again, resuming her aloof demeanor, though she couldn't hide the curiosity in her eyes.

"What are you lacking? A magic weapon? A spiritual root? Or perhaps, someone to back you up?"

He glanced at Chen Changsheng, his tone carrying a hint of arrogance.

"If you're short of people, I can reluctantly go and destroy the temple of those two Western Saints to liven things up for you."

Upon hearing this, Chen Changsheng was both amused and exasperated.

As expected of Kong Xuan, you can't stop talking about fighting.

He shook his head and said, "I lack none of these. What I lack is a suitable venue for this wedding."

"A training ground?" Upon hearing this, the Yellow Emperor frowned slightly. "With your current status, whether it's the Heavenly Court or Golden Turtle Island, where can't you use it as your training ground?"

Chen Changsheng shook his head, his eyes gleaming with a light that seemed to be called ambition.

"No."

"The woman I want to marry is Yang Chan, the Third Holy Mother, a disciple of the Holy Nuwa."

"What I give her must be unique in all three realms!"

He stood up, his gaze fixed on the endless sea to the east. His voice was not loud, but it was filled with an undeniable air of dominance.

"I wish to find the legendary Penglai Island from ancient times, to use it as my betrothal gift, and to serve as the place where Chan'er and I will embark on our future path to enlightenment!"

"Penglai?!"

This time, even the usually composed Emperor Xuanyuan's expression changed instantly.

The Yellow Emperor's expression instantly turned extremely solemn. He looked at Chen Changsheng and asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure it's Penglai Immortal Island?"

Kong Xuan also put away all the disdain on his face and became serious.

As the son of Yuan Feng, born in the ancient primordial world, he understands the significance of the two words "Penglai" better than anyone else.

That was no ordinary blessed land; it was one of the three immortal islands in legend, along with Fangzhang and Yingzhou. It was formed from the most primordial fragments of heaven and earth after the primordial chaos was shattered, forming its own world, not subject to the Three Realms and Five Elements, where heavenly secrets were not revealed and sages were hard to find.

Legend has it that the Three Immortal Islands are filled with innate spiritual roots and countless rare treasures, and even possess the supreme power to suppress destiny and isolate the power of calamities.

It can be said that whoever obtains the Three Immortal Islands will possess an absolutely safe and unparalleled sacred ground that can be passed down for generations.

However, since the first calamity of the ancient Dragon Han Dynasty, the Three Immortal Islands have disappeared from everyone's sight. Countless powerful beings have tried to find them, but all have failed.

Over time, Penglai became nothing more than a legend.

Seeing the solemn expressions on their faces, Chen Changsheng had already anticipated this.

He nodded and said with certainty, "That's right, it's Penglai. My wedding with Chan'er must be held here."

"madman!"

Kong Xuan couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath, but his eyes involuntarily revealed a hint of longing and admiration.

To dare to offer Penglai Immortal Island as a betrothal gift, this guy's audacity is probably unmatched in the Three Realms.

The Yellow Emperor frowned and paced back and forth in the courtyard. His dragon robe fluttered even without wind, revealing his inner turmoil.

After a moment, he stopped, looked at Chen Changsheng, and slowly spoke.

"Chang Sheng, your intentions are good. But this matter is probably not that simple."

"This Penglai Immortal Island is a top-level secret realm of heaven and earth. Its location is uncertain, shrouded in endless chaos and temporal turbulence, and the secrets of heaven are in chaos. Even saints cannot accurately calculate its exact location."

Upon hearing this, Chen Changsheng's heart sank.

Even sages couldn't predict it?

In this vast chaos, where am I supposed to look?

He originally thought that with his current cultivation level and luck, plus the treasure-digging shovel as a cheat, finding Penglai might be a bit bumpy, but it wouldn't be completely without a clue.

In hindsight, he had oversimplified things.

"What, Emperor Xuanyuan, have you heard of this place?" Chen Changsheng asked, looking at Xuanyuan.

The Yellow Emperor nodded, then shook his head, a look of reminiscence on his face.

"I have never seen it with my own eyes. I only heard Emperor Fuxi mention it once when my human race was first established and the primordial world was still intact."

"Emperor Fuxi?"

Chen Changsheng's eyes lit up instantly when he heard the name.

Oh yeah! How could I have forgotten about him!

The first of the Three Sovereigns of the Human Race, Emperor Fuxi!

That was the being in the primordial world most skilled at deducing heavenly secrets and predicting the future!

His companion spiritual treasures, the Hetu and Luoshu, are said to be able to calculate the stars in the heavens and understand the changes of all things in the primordial world.

In terms of the art of deduction, even a sage of the Heavenly Dao would probably be three points inferior to him.

If there is anyone in the Three Realms who could possibly deduce the location of Penglai Immortal Island, then that person is none other than Emperor Fuxi!

"Yes!" Chen Changsheng slapped his thigh, his whole body brimming with excitement. "How could I not have thought of that! I can go to Emperor Fuxi! He's an expert in the Eight Trigrams and divination; he'll definitely have a solution!"

Once the thought arose, it could no longer be suppressed.

Chen Changsheng felt as if he had found a lifeline, and his previously dimmed hope was rekindled.

Seeing his excited expression, Emperor Xuanyuan smiled.

He cupped his hands in a respectful gesture to Xuanyuan and Kong Xuan: "In that case, there's no time to lose; I'll set off for Fire Cloud Cave right away!"

"Gentlemen, you two can't be absent from my wedding banquet!"

Without waiting for their reply, he tore open a spatial rift, stepped into it, and instantly disappeared from the spot.

Only Kong Xuan and the Yellow Emperor were left staring at each other in bewilderment.

"This guy is still as energetic as ever." Kong Xuan shook his head, but a faint smile appeared on his lips.

The Yellow Emperor looked up at the sky, his gaze deep and profound.

"Let's go, we should prepare a generous gift too."