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

Su Wubin took a step forward and stood in the pavilion, his gaze fixed on Duan Duxiu who was smiling. He then asked, "Master Forging, where are you right now?"

The moment the words "Forging Saint" were mentioned, everyone's ears perked up.

Duan Duxiu glanced meaningfully at Su Wubin, still smiling, and said, "The Forging Saint just sent someone to inform us that he had arrived in Xiangren City earlier and should be arriving soon."

"I see--"

Su Wubin nodded knowingly, and his gaze toward Duan Duxiu gradually changed.

The two of them have had a very good relationship since the establishment of their families.

One cultivates martial arts, the other literature, and both can be considered geniuses in the path of cultivation. Perhaps they have some kind of inexplicable tacit understanding, as they even broke through to the next level at the same time.

Although the two had lost contact for a long time after breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, this marriage brought the two old friends together again.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this tacit understanding that the two of them simultaneously developed a doubt.

—Who exactly invited the Forging Saint?

It should be noted that this Forging Saint is known for his eccentric personality in the three great heavens. It is said that someone once offered nearly 100 million gold coins and many rare treasures to have the Forging Saint forge a Heaven-grade magic weapon for him. As a result, the Forging Saint slapped him so hard that all his bones were shattered. If he hadn't been rescued in time, he probably would have lost his life.

However, some people say that a certain person was once given a Heavenly Grade 9 magic weapon by gifting a Forging Saint a material that was not particularly rare. Its power was comparable to that of a legendary Saint-grade magic weapon.

Moreover, the Forging Saint's whereabouts are unpredictable; no one knows where he is or what he is doing. Almost every day there are rumors about the Forging Saint's appearance, most of which are false and baseless fabrications.

But now, the Forging Saint has suddenly come here in person... No matter how you look at it, it must be because of someone who is closely related to him.

Could it be—

Duan Duxiu and Su Wubin both turned their gazes toward each other.

Su Wubin saw Duan Duxiu's faint, confident smile, while Duan Duxiu saw Su Wubin's calm and composed demeanor, as if he had known about this all along.

In an instant, the two of them couldn't help but look at each other with newfound respect.

[Unexpectedly, after all these years, he has already developed a friendship with the Forging Saint. This marriage is truly a perfect match!]

The same thought simultaneously surfaced in both of their minds.

While secretly rejoicing that this marriage had finally brought her to a higher social standing, the door in the distance was slowly pushed open.

Everyone in the courtyard, including Su Wubin, Duan Duxiu, and their wives, turned their attention to the person who had pushed open the door and entered.

That was a...

He was shorter and thinner than I had imagined, and his clothes were like those of an ordinary person. He wore a simple gray short-sleeved shirt and a pair of black trousers. His hair was slightly curly and looked like he had just woken up and hadn't taken care of it. His bangs were messy and looked like a bunch of seaweed stuck together.

Forget about aura, he looks exactly like a beggar!

"Wow! So many people." The disheveled boy was taken aback by the huge crowd as soon as he entered. With an ambiguous smile, he picked at his ear and said, "What's going on? Are they all here to welcome me? Looks like I'm doing pretty well as a saint."

Am I... a saint?

To be honest, before the boy uttered those words, some people in the courtyard were already preparing to kick out this little beggar who dared to trespass into the place.

But as soon as he said that, anyone with a brain could see the clue.

Moreover, while others might not be able to see it, Su Wubin and Duan Duxiu, whose cultivation levels had reached the Nascent Soul stage, could vaguely sense that an endless aura of danger was emanating from this thin, somewhat malnourished boy.

Their consciousness clearly told them that if they angered the boy in front of them, then what awaited them was likely an unavoidable death.

Given the terrifying aura of danger emanating from him, they would never be foolish enough to believe that this boy was just an ordinary beggar.

"Forging Saint...Master?"

Su Ziyan spoke with some uncertainty, her expression slightly wooden.

The boy glanced at her indifferently, then acted as if nothing had happened, put his hands in his pockets, and swaggered towards the pavilion like a thug.

His cold eyes were filled with a hint of displeasure. He seemed a little impatient as he glanced at Su Wubin, looking at him for a few seconds as if he were looking at an ordinary animal, before sitting down with a thud.

He didn't care about etiquette; to him, such things were purely superfluous and useless.

However, his arrogant attitude of not taking everyone seriously has aroused a lot of dissatisfaction. Moreover, since the boy's appearance at this moment is not like that of a saint, many people in the Duan and Su families have become suspicious.

However, they haven't dared to voice their doubts yet.

Because the two family heads, Su Wubin and Duan Duxiu, seemed completely unaffected, as if they all knew that this was the Forging Saint himself.

—In reality, they all had their doubts.

But in Su Wubin's eyes, Duan Duxiu's smile was undoubtedly confident, which seemed to confirm from the side that Duan Duxiu really knew the Forging Saint himself.

In Duan Duxiu's eyes, Su Wubin's composure was extraordinary. Seeing his calm demeanor, he gained a little more confidence in the seemingly frail young man before him.

They all mistakenly believed that the other had a relationship with the Forging Saint.

"Let me make this clear first, I wasn't really keen on coming—"

The boy had no intention of avoiding suspicion, nor did he even think of speaking politely. He went straight to the point and said, "But because of instant noodles... no... because an old friend asked me to come, I reluctantly came to this wedding."

"So, I didn't have time to prepare too much for the bride price, so I just did a little bit. I hope you won't mind."

After speaking, the young man casually waved his hand.

In an instant, the void in front of them was cut open, and an endless dark rift appeared on the stone table, startling Su Wubin and Duan Duxiu so much that they almost cried out.

However, due to their status as the heads of the family, the two suppressed the screams that were already rising in their throats and instead put on a normal demeanor, as if all of this had been expected.

Meanwhile, the forging master yawned silently, and immediately drew two longswords, one blue and one red, from the spatial rift. He then wiped the rift away completely with a backhand stroke.

"Lord Forging Saint, this is..."

Duan Duxiu's gaze suddenly lit up as he stared at the two long swords, and even the beautiful woman beside him, who had remained silent all along, showed a hint of surprise in her eyes.

They were all discerning people, and they could see the extraordinary nature of these two magical artifacts.

But the boy seemed to disregard the two things he had personally crafted, casually tossing one to each of Su Wubin and Duan Duxiu, and then nonchalantly downing the Moon Flower Tea on the table.

"bride price."

Duan Duxiu gazed at the magical artifact, its blade shrouded in icy, eerie energy, and the instant his fingers touched it, he felt an icy chill sweep over his entire body, as if even his soul had been frozen, and he shivered.

The chill penetrated his soul, and the moment he gripped the sword hilt, he could clearly sense that the purity of his spiritual energy had suddenly increased by a level, and a refreshing cold current flowed through his meridians.

This is……

Duan Duxiu stared wide-eyed, clutching the magical artifact in his hand in disbelief.

It's a top-grade magic weapon, absolutely top-grade!

Moreover, its grade is at least sixth-grade, and it may even be a ninth-grade heavenly-grade magic weapon!

In an instant, the way the four people in the pavilion looked at the boy changed.

If they had previously harbored doubts about the young man before them, they no longer had any doubts when he tore open space and took out the two magical artifacts.

There are very few people in the three great heavenly domains who can casually give away two top-grade magic weapons!

Even the Lantian Empire, known for its lavish spending, probably wouldn't be able to give away a top-grade magic weapon so casually.

—The Imperial Pavilion is a possibility.

At this moment, everyone's gaze toward the boy suddenly became exceptionally fawning and ingratiating, as if their previous contempt and skepticism were all false.

Meanwhile, the boy in the center of everyone's attention smacked his lips, stared at the empty teacup, and muttered something under his breath.

"The soup in the mushroom and chicken noodle soup is still the best..."

What did you just say?

Su Wubin seemed to have heard some strange words just now.

The boy rolled his eyes at him, then waved his hand, "It's nothing, just talking to myself. Compared to this—"

His gaze wandered around, but he didn't see the old bastard.

If that old bastard hadn't suddenly approached him and offered to make a deal with him in exchange for a new flavor of instant noodles, he wouldn't be in a place like this right now.

The bustling wedding venue was, in his mind, the third most unwanted place!

It's lively, boring, and troublesome.

However, for the sake of the new flavor of instant noodles, he reluctantly accepted the old bastard's request.

And it wasn't just him—

"Have those little kids from the Lantian Empire arrived yet?"

"The Lantian Empire?"

Su Wubin suddenly frowned. He hadn't heard anything about the Lantian Empire coming.

Even Duan Duxiu was a little confused, but judging from the expression on the Forging Saint's face... he seemed quite certain that the people from the Lantian Empire would come.

But they have absolutely no connection with the Lantian Empire!

Could it be that Su Wubin summoned them?

Duan Duxiu turned his head and saw Su Wubin's puzzled expression.

—No, it wasn't him.

That leaves only one possibility.

Duan Duxiu thought of his old friend, who held a high position at the Three Heavens Academy. The friend had said he would attend the marriage ceremony, and it was probably him who had summoned the people from the Lantian Empire!

Thinking of this, Duan Duxiu couldn't help but smile slightly, thinking to himself that the old guy from the Three-Day Academy really liked to surprise him.

The thought had barely crossed his mind when the boy suddenly shifted his gaze to the front gate, crossed his legs, and laughed, "We were just talking about them, and I didn't expect them to arrive so soon."

coming?

Duan Duxiu and Su Wubin exchanged a glance, and the door was pushed open again the next second.

Before them stood a lion over three meters tall, its fur a pale gold, its paws and massive body wreathed in a powerful flame. This majestic and domineering king of beasts stood outside the door, its scarlet eyes filled with an inviolable majesty.

Golden Fiery Lion!

This is a rare magical beast in the world, and only the Lantian Empire possesses the skill to tame such a beast.

The Golden Fiery Lion had a dark brown rein around its neck, and behind it dragged dozens of exquisitely packaged boxes that exuded luxury. Just one glance was enough to tell that they were worth a fortune, but no one knew how many treasures were hidden inside.

The young man riding on the back of the lion, wearing a golden robe, was none other than Chu Aotian, the prince of the Lantian Empire.

He flipped off the Golden Fiery Lion and then stepped into the courtyard under everyone's gaze. He clasped his hands in a fist salute to the four people in the pavilion who were already dumbfounded.

"Prince Chu Aotian of the Lantian Empire has come to congratulate our two families on this marriage alliance—"