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

On the sea surrounding the East Sea Immortal Island, hundreds of millions of primordial cultivators were completely dumbfounded.

The originally lively sound of the waves seemed somewhat superfluous at this moment.

That was a supreme sage of the Heavenly Dao, whose name ordinary cultivators would burn incense and pray even upon hearing of his name.

Today is much better.

Lao Tzu himself arrived riding a green ox and presented three Nine-Turn Golden Pills.

The Tongtian Sect Leader brought along all ten thousand immortals of his sect and immediately pulled out his most treasured weapon, the Zhuxian Sword Talisman.

The goddess Nuwa personally officiated at the wedding, with a red embroidered ball hanging high above.

Even though the two Western Saints and the Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect from Jade Void Palace were seething with anger, they still had to obediently prepare generous gifts and come to the gate of welcoming immortals with smiles.

Such a scene has never appeared before in the entire history since the beginning of time.

"This is the majesty of a half-step Grand Luo Golden Immortal."

An elderly, white-haired rogue cultivator was wiping away cold sweat, his hands trembling.

"All six saints have actually arrived. The face of the Heavenly God Chen Changsheng is simply beyond measure."

"That's right, the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect sat in the outer seats, not daring to utter a single word."

The cultivators beside him echoed in hushed tones, their awe of Chen Changsheng reaching its peak.

Just as everyone was still marveling at the scene, the polar void north of the East China Sea suddenly began to churn.

The once azure sky was suddenly stained crimson.

The blood-red light was extremely dense, yet it had no foul or stench whatsoever; instead, it carried the pure laws of the Great Dao of Slaughter.

Splash!

A towering crimson wave tore through the void and coalesced into a blood-jade divine bridge leading to Penglai Immortal Island.

Two ancient and fierce swords, radiating a chilling light, were the first to appear, none other than the infamous Yuan Tu and A Bi!

The Styx Ancestor, clad in a scarlet imperial robe, strode over across the Blood Jade Divine Bridge.

With each step he took, the killing aura between heaven and earth pulsed, and the pressure of a peak Quasi-Saint spread out without reservation.

"Hahaha! Young friend Changsheng is getting married, I'm not late, am I?"

The Styx Ancestor's hoarse, shrill laughter echoed across the East Sea.

The Seven Monsters of Meishan, who were guarding both sides of Yingxiantai, tensed up and subconsciously gripped their weapons.

Chen Changsheng raised his hand to signal Yuan Hong and the others to step back, then walked to the edge of the Immortal Bridge and cupped his hands in greeting to the Styx Ancestor.

"Fellow Daoist Styx's presence is an honor to our humble abode, Penglai. How can you say we are late?"

Chen Changsheng smiled, his expression extremely calm.

Seeing Chen Changsheng's composure, the Styx Ancestor's eyes flashed with admiration.

When I first met Chen Changsheng in the Netherworld Blood Sea, this kid was just a junior of the third generation of the Jie Sect.

Standing before him now was a half-step Primordial Chaos expert, a figure even Heavenly Dao Saints had to be wary of.

Ancestor Styx no longer dared to be arrogant. He withdrew the bloodthirsty aura surrounding him and took out a crystal-clear blood jade treasure box from his sleeve.

The moment the treasure box was opened, three flames burning with pure red lotus karmic fire slowly rose up.

The flame had no trace of malevolence; instead, it exuded the pure energy of the Great Dao, capable of burning away all the sins of heaven and earth.

"These are the three [Karmic Fire Red Lotus Mother Seeds] that I, the ancestor, harvested from the body of the Twelfth Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus and nurtured over a million years."

The Styx Ancestor handed the treasure box to Chen Changsheng and said loudly, "With this gift, I wish my young friend Changsheng and the Third Holy Mother unwavering Dao hearts and boundless blessings and longevity!"

The powerful figures watching the ceremony nearly popped their eyes out when they heard the name of the gift.

The Mother Seed of the Blazing Red Lotus!

If this thing is carefully nurtured in a top-grade spiritual spring, it has the potential to grow into a true ninth-grade or even twelfth-grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus in the future!

The Styx Ancestor has practically ceded a piece of the Asura Cult's ancestral property to us.

Chen Changsheng naturally understood the significance of this gift, reached out and took the treasure box, and handed it to Kong Xuan behind him.

"Fellow Daoist Styx, you've gone to great lengths! Please come inside!"

Chen Changsheng stepped aside to lead the way.

Ancestor Styx laughed twice, then transformed into a streak of red light and landed steadily on the VIP seats in the inner hall of the main peak.

When he saw the Tongtian Sect Leader and Laozi sitting above him, he restrained his arrogance, respectfully bowed, and then sat down.

Just as the Styx Ancestor settled down, a warm and peaceful earth-yellow divine light suddenly appeared on the western horizon.

The vast earth energy surges at the bottom of the East China Sea, steadily supporting the surrounding seawater and preventing the rolling waves from disturbing the fairy island in the slightest.

A kind-looking old man, holding a whisk and wearing a light yellow Taoist robe, came riding on the clouds.

The old man was surrounded by pure, authentic earth energy, and above his head, the faint shadow of a book of earth books radiating myriad profound and mysterious energy floated.

He is none other than the ancestor of all earth immortals, the Great Immortal Zhenyuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple on Longevity Mountain!

Behind him, two young Taoist disciples, Qingfeng and Mingyue, carefully carried a treasure box carved from ten-thousand-year-old black ice.

"The Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi has arrived!"

Many familiar wandering immortals in the hall stood up and bowed.

Zhen Yuanzi flicked his whisk and strode into the Welcoming Immortal Gate, a genuine smile of joy on his face.

"Young friend Changsheng, this old Taoist has come to ask for a cup of celebratory wine!"

Upon seeing Chen Changsheng, Zhen Yuanzi quickened his pace by three steps.

If it weren't for Chen Changsheng gifting him the fragment of the Earthly Origin back then, he would still be stuck at the peak of Quasi-Saint, unable to even touch the threshold of Earthly Saint.

Zhen Yuanzi always kept this immense kindness in his heart.

Chen Changsheng stepped forward, clasped his hands in greeting, and said with a smile, "Brother Zhenyuan, it is my great honor to have you come in person."

Zhen Yuanzi turned around and waved to the clear breeze and bright moon.

Two young Taoist disciples stepped forward carrying the Xuanbing Treasure Box and gently lifted the lid.

In an instant, an extremely rich and refreshing fragrance of herbs and trees swept across the entire Penglai Immortal Island.

Inside the box, ten ginseng fruits, each as small as a newborn baby, were neatly arranged. They were all crystal clear and radiated endless vitality.

"hiss--!"

Guang Chengzi, who was sitting at the outer table, couldn't help but gasp, and his lips twitched violently.

Ten ginseng fruits!

The ginseng fruit at Wuzhuang Temple blossoms once every three thousand years, bears fruit once every three thousand years, and takes three thousand years to ripen. In ten thousand years, it can only produce thirty fruits.

Back when the Old Ancestor Hongyun was alive, Zhen Yuanzi would only take out two or three at a time to entertain his friends.

Now they're bringing out ten at once, it's like they're emptying their entire fortune!

The Daoist Zhunti sat in his chair, his eyes red, muttering under his breath, "What a waste of talent! What a waste of talent!"

Zhen Yuanzi didn't care at all about the envious looks from the Chan Sect and the Western Sect.

He pointed to the Xuanbing Treasure Box and said to Chen Changsheng with a smile, "These ten fruits were personally picked by this old Taoist with a golden hairpin. They are of the best quality and are most suitable for you and Fairy Yang Chan to nourish your bodies."

"Thank you so much, Brother Zhenyuan!"

Chen Changsheng accepted the gift without hesitation and invited Zhen Yuanzi to take the seat of honor in the hall.

With the arrival of Styx Ancestor and Zhen Yuanzi, the atmosphere inside the Penglai Immortal Palace became increasingly lively.

However, before the powerful figures in the hall could exchange a few pleasantries, an extremely intense Daoist chant resounded once again from the depths of the void above the East China Sea!