Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

One of them smiled and put his hand on Duan Yu's shoulder, revealing a fawning smile.

Another man sidled up, winking and smirking at Duan Yu, a lewd smile playing on his lips: "But speaking of which, we brothers are really envious of you, Young Master Duan. I had the honor of meeting Miss Su Yu of the Su family once, tsk tsk tsk... her beauty truly deserves the title of 'beauty that could sink fish and bring down geese.' Brother Duan... you're truly blessed, hahaha~"

Upon hearing this, the others burst into laughter.

Faced with everyone's teasing, Duan Yu could only force a smile, even though he felt no joy at all.

His gaze shifted slightly as he looked at the carriages coming and going with a complicated expression, and at the gift box that was equipped with a spatial array. Although it looked small on the outside, it contained countless treasures inside. His expression darkened slightly.

Are you envious...?

He didn't know what he had to envy.

"Oh, if only we brothers could have the same good fortune as Brother Duan."

While pondering, the man immediately put his arm around Duan Yu, acting as if they were old friends.

This statement naturally resonated with the others.

"That's right, Brother Duan, you don't know, my wife's temper is a real headache for me, she's nothing compared to Miss Su's gentle and refined demeanor!"

"Isn't that because you're always messing around outside? And you're blaming others for it?"

"Haha, what can I do? This young master is naturally a womanizer, I can't stay still at home!"

"You should be grateful, kid. My life is much worse. My wife is a tigress and she controls me every day. If I want to sneak out and have some fun, I have to figure out a way myself."

"Hahaha~"

Laughter echoed in Duan Yu's ears.

Despite his reluctance, Duan Yu forced a fake smile onto his face.

……

at the same time.

Inside the Duan family's backyard.

In a large room filled with the delicate scent of sachets, a woman with fair and delicate skin, as smooth as jade, sat in front of the mirror on her dressing table, surrounded by five or six maids from the Duan and Su families—who were carefully observing her clothing and hairstyle from various angles.

Sitting on a soft brown wooden bed not far away, a beautiful woman with a full head of white hair wore a faint smile, her eyes, brimming with autumn water, reflected the delicate features of a woman with ethereal beauty.

She turned her head slightly, gazing at her delicate, exquisite nose, which resembled a work of art, her fair and lovely face, and her cherry lips. It was as if she saw her former self in her eyes, and her eyes were filled with satisfaction.

"Yu'er..."

She softly called the name she had called countless times before.

"I have been waiting for this day for more than 20 years."

"You finally got married..."

Upon hearing this, Su Yu did not reply, but her right hand subconsciously tightened around the long dress she wore, which resembled a crimson lotus flower. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a hint of panic flashed in her clear eyes, but she tried her best to control any significant changes in her expression.

She hesitated for a few seconds, then slowly spoke while being served by the maid.

"Mother—"

She tried her best to control her voice, making her words sound less choked up.

A few wisps of mist appeared faintly in her clear, bright eyes, and she tried her best to restrain herself from letting the mist condense into droplets and settle in her eye sockets.

"What's wrong, Yu'er?"

The beautiful woman was oblivious to Su Yu's unusual behavior, completely absorbed in her own world, gazing at Su Yu with tender affection.

Out of the corner of her eye, Su Yu caught a glimpse of the beautiful woman sitting gracefully on the soft bed, a smile on her face. Just one glance was enough to suppress the nameless agitation that had been rising within her.

She knew that it might be something called fear.

So, Su Yu forcibly swallowed back the words that were already on the tip of her tongue, and changed the subject instead: "Mother, after I marry into the Duan family, will I still need to cultivate?"

"Yu'er, what are you saying?" The beautiful woman seemed a little displeased. She frowned, looking quite dissatisfied: "As a cultivator, cultivation is an indispensable part of the long path to immortality. After you joined the Duan family, you will receive the help of the Duan family's resources and even be able to cultivate with Young Master Duan. With such a good opportunity, how can you not cultivate?"

"Furthermore, in the future, the communication between my Su family and the Duan family will mostly depend on you, Yu'er. Therefore, after you enter the Duan family, remember not to let the Duan family members develop a dislike for you, understand?"

……

Su Yu's expression froze slightly, but she was already used to such words, so she didn't experience any significant emotional fluctuation.

She nodded expressionlessly, then seemed to remember something, hesitated for a long time, and finally asked tentatively.

"Then... Mother, after the wedding, I will stay in the Duan family, right?"

"No, that's not it."

The beautiful woman's words suddenly made Su Yu's eyes light up.

But in order to prevent others from noticing that glint of light, she quickly suppressed her surprise.

But the woman's next words extinguished the flame that had just ignited in her heart.

"In the future, besides the Duan family, you should also come home more often. With you, the various connections between the Su family and the Duan family will be more reasonable. Our Su family is slightly weaker than the Duan family, but with the support of the Duan family, our alliance may become a new Heavenly-level family in the future."

"Furthermore, your father and I both hope that you can bear more children for the Duan and Su families..."

As the beautiful woman spoke, she seemed to have already imagined that wonderful future, her lips curving upward and her eyebrows radiating a gentle smile.

Su Yu fell silent once again.

She did not reply, refute, or question.

She simply wrote these words down silently, because this was something she would need to do in the future.

But when she incorporated those words into her memory, it was as if she saw something unusual in that ocean called memory.

It is not musical skill, not sheet music, not complicated training methods, and not martial arts skills that can only be mastered through physical torture.

Instead, they were fireworks, blooming in the dark night sky with exquisite beauty.

She clenched her fists, gripping the crimson hem of her dress tightly, gritting her teeth, and trying her best to suppress the emotions deep within her heart.

"This is...for the sake of the family..."

She spoke softly, as if she were speaking to herself.

But the beautiful woman still heard Su Yu's mutterings. She was not dissatisfied with it; on the contrary, she showed a satisfied and gratified smile.

"Yes, this is for our Su family, Yu'er."

"For the Su family..."

Su Yu's emotions gradually stabilized. She took a deep breath, trying to calm the emotions that were surging through her body...

Slowly erase it, and then slowly accept it all.

Her expression quickly returned to normal.

Just then, the door to her boudoir was suddenly pushed open.

A tall, middle-aged man, standing seven feet tall, stepped into the room with a solemn expression. His imposing figure and dignified face gave him an air of authority. He was dressed in expensive clothes, with a jade pendant at his waist and silver silk boots on his feet. His piercing gaze swept across the room before finally settling on the beautiful woman.

"Ziyan, come out with me."

"What happened? So suddenly?"

Su Ziyan looked at Su Wubin, the head of the Su family and her husband, who had suddenly barged into the room, with a puzzled expression—she didn't quite understand why he would suddenly come here at this time.

Logically speaking, as the head of the Su family, he should still be outside greeting guests at this moment.

Su Wubin glanced at Su Yu briefly, then quickly looked away and said in a deep voice:

“A distinguished guest has arrived. You, I, and the Duan family members should go out to greet him.”

"A distinguished guest? People from the Three Days Academy have arrived?"

"It's not a three-day academy—"

Su Wubin shook his head, then uttered the name of that important person.

"It's the Forging Saint who's here."

24. Guests

The news of the arrival of the Forging Saint spread throughout the entire city of Xiangren in the blink of an eye.

It should be noted that Xiangren City itself is a city of steel. The streets are filled not with restaurants, tailor shops, or pharmacies, but with tool shops that pursue the art of forging.

Among the shops in the city, tool shops account for more than half of the total, and a large number of magical artifacts are produced in Xiangren City every day. This is also the reason why the Duan family and the Su family have their eyes on Xiangren City, a remote town—the magical artifact resources are simply too abundant.

Although there aren't many famous craftsmen in Xiangren City, their numbers are far superior to those in other regions. At least for the two major Dark-level families, the Su and Duan families, they have enough to equip the vast majority of their cultivators with the corresponding magical artifacts.

That's why, when the Forging Saint arrived, the entire city of Xiangren was in an uproar.

That's a master forger!

The youngest sage in history, some even say he has already reached the realm of half-immortal, and if he takes another step, he will reach the position of half-step true immortal.

Moreover, he was the progenitor of weapon forging, just like those renowned saints of the Hundred Saints era. He created the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth using himself as the medium, unlike some saints of the current Lingze era who follow the old paths of literature and martial arts.

In other words, other saints can only be considered successors, while the Forging Saint... is the founder.

The arrival of the Forging Saint in Xiangren City was like Emperor Wen personally visiting the Four Schools of Music, Chess, Calligraphy, and Painting for those cultivators who had a fervent faith in forging!

Not to mention the craftsmen, even the Duan and Su families were somewhat surprised and excited by the arrival of this distinguished guest.

Duan Family Compound.

This place was originally used to host banquets and entertain guests, but now it has to be vacated because of the arrival of a distinguished guest. The heads of the Duan and Su families have been arriving here one after another.

The once spacious courtyard was now almost completely surrounded, and heads would occasionally pop out from beside the willow trees by the wall—those were people who hadn't had a chance to enter the courtyard but wanted to see the Forging Saint in person.

"Xiuran, you've arrived."

Seated regally in the luxurious and spacious pavilion, a slender man with an air of otherworldly elegance looked at the two members of the Su family with a smile on his face. Beside him sat a beautiful woman with a cold and aloof demeanor.

On the stone table in front of him was a fine cup of Moonflower Tea, steaming slightly and still warm, clearly having been brewed not long ago.

Su Ziyan smiled faintly, nodded slightly to show her politeness, and then corrected him, "Brother Duxiu, I have now changed my name to Ziyan. Please do not call me Xiuran anymore."

"Haha... Look at my memory—" Duan Duxiu immediately chuckled twice and pointed to his head: "As people get old, their memory does indeed get worse."

Su Ziyan and Su Wubin exchanged a glance, both choosing not to respond to Duan Duxiu's self-deprecating remark. They then looked around, trying to find the figure of a certain important person.

However, they could not find any trace of the legendary youngest saint within their field of vision. All they could see were the Duan and Su families, whom they knew all too well.