Infiltrating the righteous path? Just another place to be a sycophant.

The man sighed and said, "It's all an illusion. How could I run so fast? Even a Nascent Soul cultivator using a sword would have a hard time escaping the Storm Eagle's speed."

"My name is Zhao Dong. I am a rogue cultivator, without any sect or school. Thank you all for letting me hitch a ride."

The coachman scoffed and said, "I haven't even agreed yet, and you're already on the bus, and it's a public bus, too."

Hao Jian greeted him warmly, "Fellow Daoist Zhao, hello. My name is Hao Jian, and this is my fellow disciple from my sect, Lu Ping."

"Friends Hao and Lu, may I ask which sect you belong to? I'll repay this favor by hitching a ride next time I visit my sect!"

"Fellow Daoist, there's no need to be so polite. We come from the Yuan Tian Holy Sect."

Hao Jian cupped his hands in greeting.

"So you are all fellow Daoists from the Yuan Tian Sacred Sect? It's an honor to meet you!"

Zhao Dong was extremely excited and returned the greeting with a cupped hand.

"Oh dear, so this is the carriage of the Yuan Tian Holy Sect? I was being presumptuous, but I don't have anything valuable on me, so I'll have to repay you another day."

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this guy was really planning to hitch a ride, the kind of freeloading where he doesn't give anything in return.

"No problem, no problem, there are plenty of seats, it won't hurt if one more fellow Daoist comes!"

Hao Jian was generous, but Lu An was speechless as he looked at the crowded seats next to him.

There are seats, but they're not spacious.

Lu An asked, "I wonder what Fellow Daoist Zhao plans to do in Lin Shen City?"

"I plan to attend the matchmaking event in Lin Shen City to choose a Daoist partner so we can cultivate together and improve our cultivation."

Goodness, what a coincidence!

"Oh, I see."

"What are you two going to Lin Shen City for?"

"Just like you, I'm also going to a matchmaking event."

"You're also going to a matchmaking event, hahaha, what a coincidence... Ah, what!?"

Zhao Donggang was about to make a polite gesture and exchange some pleasantries, but his face immediately fell when he heard what they said.

"Both of you are fellow Daoists from the Yuan Tian Sacred Sect, do you still need to participate in the matchmaking event?"

"Uh, what's wrong?" Hao Jian asked curiously.

"It's nothing... I just ask that you two fellow Daoists leave me a piece of meat... or even a bowl of soup..."

Chapter 178 Is this going to kill me?

"What kind of fortune telling is this? 388,000 high-grade spirit stones? Are you trying to kill me?"

"They want three blankets as compensation? Do I look like a sucker? If I could afford it, would I be here?!"

"A spirit sword worth 400,000 is considered a high-end spirit sword? Wait, let me receive a telepathic message... What?! A dowry of 66,000 high-grade spirit stones? Are you trying to kill me?"

The matchmaking event has begun, and it's rife with witty remarks and profanities. Some people go in full of joy, only to leave in a huff.

At some tables, two cultivators, one male and one female, were even engaging in combat by unleashing their magical treasures, as they were discussing how they should spend five million high-grade spirit stones if they won the lottery.

However, it is clear that the disagreement over the division of spoils has led to a physical altercation between the two sides.

"You stingy old man, I'm going to break your legs today!"

"Then come here! Today I'll refine you into a gourd and torture you every day!"

On the other side, it was even more devastating.

"Fang Jian wants to put your name on the deed? Aren't you going to offer any dowry?"

"If others can do it, why can't you? If you're not sincere, don't even bother talking."

"I'll talk to you my foot, you damn sword! Damn her!"

"Feng Lingling, get him!"

The meeting was quite lively, with everyone threatening and disliking each other, yet unwilling to let each other off the hook, which eventually turned into a fight.

But every time, someone would step in to smooth things over, or even directly stop it.

However, there were clearly not enough people, so some people took to the air and bombarded the area with various moves and magical weapons.

Lu An and Hao Jian were both stunned by what they saw.

No wonder they not only need people to fill out the forms, but also to act as security guards. So that's why.

Lu An and Hao Jian instantly felt that they had a heavy responsibility and a long way to go.

They must put an end to this unhealthy trend!

The two were incredibly proud, their faces beaming with a sense of mission.

"You two have come to the wrong place. This is an unofficial matchmaking event organized by another place outside. The place you are looking for is not here."

Looking at the two men with expressions of mission, Zhao Dong couldn't help but offer a reminder.

The two were instantly disappointed.

Zhao Dong couldn't understand. What was there to be disappointed about? In such an outrageous place, did they want to uphold justice?

Then they followed Zhao Dong to the Red Wedding Pavilion in Lin Shen City.

This is what the task details say.

The place looked much more formal, decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, and extremely festive. When the three of them went inside, they saw that there was not only a matchmaking platform set up, but also a celestial deity enshrined next to it.

Zhao Dong led the two like a tour guide: "This place is dedicated to the gods who govern marriage. Before you come, offer three sticks of incense to the gods and pray for good fortune to come soon."

"As for who that deity is, that's self-evident."

Hao Jian asked, "Fellow Daoist Zhao seems so familiar with this place; it looks like you've been here quite a few times."

Zhao Dong nodded: "Hahahaha, not bad, not bad. Although I've come here many times, I've never managed to find a match, so... well, let's not talk about it."

Lu An and Hao Jian realized that this was a regular customer.

"This is the deity in charge of marriage, the Moon God... the God of Wealth!?"

Zhao Dong was about to introduce them when he discovered that the spot where the Matchmaker God should have been enshrined was actually occupied by the God of Wealth.

Zhao Dong was stunned.

Where did the matchmaker go?

Zhao Dong grabbed a person from the Red Marriage Pavilion next to him and asked, "Where's the Matchmaker? Where did he go?"

"The Matchmaker? There he is!"

The staff member pointed to a spot next to him, and Zhao Dong looked in the direction he pointed and saw the Moon God in a corner next to the God of Wealth.

Although there is incense burning, it is clearly much less than that burning for the God of Wealth.

The number of people worshipping in front of the Moon God has also decreased significantly.

Zhao Dong was a little angry: "What's going on? Isn't this the Red Marriage Pavilion? Why have they removed the Matchmaker and replaced him with the God of Wealth?"

The staff member scoffed, "Who believes in the Moon God anymore? Cultivating immortality also prioritizes resources: wealth, companionship, methods, and land. Wealth comes first. Without wealth, where does marriage come from?"

After the staff left, Zhao Dong was completely bewildered, but he quickly came to his senses.

The world is different now.

The human desire for wealth eventually reached the realm of cultivation.

The three then went to the registration desk, where a woman dressed in a flamboyant manner registered.

She was smoking a pipe, and she actually looked a bit like a noblewoman.

But her temperament was very much like that of a woman from the mortal world.

"Sister Shan, it's been so long! Do you still remember me?"

"You are……?"

"My name is Zhao Dong. I'd like to trouble you, sister, to introduce me to a good partner this time."

The woman named Sister Shan moved around in front of the holographic projection of the spirit stone in front of her, and quickly found Zhao Dong's file.

"Zhao Dong, right? I've seen you come quite a few times now. I wonder if you've changed this time. If you're still the same as last time, then you'd better leave as soon as possible."

"I wonder what kind of change Sister Shan is referring to?" Zhao Dong asked with a broad smile.

"For example, has your cultivation improved? Have you found a good sect? Do you have a good cave dwelling? Do you have many spirit swords or spirit pets for transportation?"

"How many spirit stones can you earn in another month? You won't be reporting to the sect, but to the dynasty? Is the job stable? How many spirit stones do you have in savings?"

"And what about future plans? If you have parents, do they have pensions? And how much dowry can you give them?"

Sister Shan continued talking non-stop, unaware that Zhao Dong's eyes and expression grew more and more disappointed with each passing moment.

Every word Sister Shan said was like a sharp blade; though it didn't look sharp, it pierced his heart with every stroke.

"If you don't change, how will you find a partner?"

"You can't just entrust your Daoist partner to you like that, can you? They need some kind of guarantee too, right?"

Sister Shan's words were like daggers to the heart. Zhao Dong, who had just been all smiles and full of energy, became lifeless after Sister Shan finished speaking.

Lu An and Hao Jian were stunned. They hadn't expected that the Red Marriage Pavilion had so many rules and requirements.

The most confused one was Lu An. He had never heard of such a saying before, and what was the difference between these sayings and the blind dates he had experienced in his previous life?

This is too sudden, could it be that we've traveled back in time?

"Are you two here for a blind date too?"

"Of course..."

"Okay, do you have a referral card? If not, fill out the form yourself."

Sister Shan clearly didn't want to waste any more words, so she took out two pieces of paper and a calligraphy brush, and placed them in front of the two of them.

I also gave them two disdainful looks.

What good stuff can you find in someone who hangs out with someone like Zhao Dong?

"A recommendation sign? Is this it?"

The two men took out two tokens from their pockets, which were given to them by the disciples of the Mission Hall before their departure.

It is said that the Yuan Tian Sheng Zong has already arranged everything, and the main purpose this time is to maintain order. As for the matchmaking, it is just to make up the numbers.

After Shan Jie received the two tokens, her previously disdainful expression instantly turned to surprise.

"Two...two...two are disciples of the Yuan Tian Holy Sect?" Sister Shan asked in shock.

“That’s right!” Hao Jian and Lu An nodded, confirming their identities.

"Wait... I remember that Yuan Tian Sheng Zong sent some information to our Hong Yin Ge not long ago, let me see..."

Sister Shan quickly swiped around on the screen. Because of privacy settings, the screen only had one side, so the three of them couldn't tell what she was looking at.

"Lu Ping, and Hao Jian?"

"Yes, it's me."

"It's down."

The two answered.

"Lu Ping, forty-two years old, Nascent Soul Stage 1."

"Hao Jian, 67 years old, fourth level of Nascent Soul."

"Geniuses! You two are simply geniuses! They are our honored guests! Please, please invite them in!"

After seeing the information about the two people, Sister Shan's attitude changed instantly.

Their attitude towards Zhao Dong was completely different!

Zhao Dong muttered to himself, "Not even a hundred years old, and already a Nascent Soul cultivator. Are all the people of the Yuan Tian Holy Sect so monstrous?"

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, what are you standing there for? Come with us."

"I...I can, too?"