Spirit Vessel

Chapter 1247: Wedding Date

Half a month later on a floating palace.

“Brother Feng, congratulations, haha! You and Her Highness are finally together after so many trials, even the deity has no choice but to accept this marriage.” Zhongyuan Yidian didn’t hold back and sat before Feiyun, pouring a full cup of wine.

“Love conquers all, especially when there is help from friends, true friends who will put everything on the line.” Ximen Chuixiao came as well with a jade flute, looking handsome yet untrustworthy.

“So I should be thanking you?” Feiyun asked.

Ximen Chuixiao sat down and smiled: “I risked my life for you, Friend. I chastised the deity with written articles, how courageous of me.”

“You do owe him one, Brother Feng. Without articles regarding your love, the deity wouldn’t have faced enough pressure to approve the marriage. Now, everyone is celebrating from one corner of the world to another, that true love can overcome the harshness of reality. Your tales will be sung for generations to come, giving hope to future lovers.” Zhongyuan Yidian said.

“As the saying goes, fortune brings three full cups of wine. However, some drink in joy and others in sorrow.” Heaven Calculating Scholar sat down, looking like an enlightened sage in his white robe.

“What are you referring to, Brother?” Feiyun asked.

“After returning from Spirit Immortal World, I received news of Bi Ningshuai’s marriage two years ago, one ceremony for eleven wives.” The scholar smiled.

“Honglian agreed?” Feiyun was surprised.

“How could she not? The other ten were pregnant with his child.” The scholar said.

“All ten?” Feiyun’s mouth became wide open.

“All eleven children are two now.” The scholar said.

“What a shooting percentage.” Ximen Chuixiao slapped the table.

“Was it because of my melon?” Zhongyuan Yidian asked.

“So Honglian was pregnant too?” Feiyun noticed a number discrepancy.

“His life wouldn’t be so bad if she was pregnant. There was a twin among the rest while Honglian couldn’t get pregnant in the last two years.” The scholar smiled wryly.

“...” Feiyun, Ximen Chuixiao, and Yidian were speechless.

A master marksman hitting all the targets except the one in his backyard.

“Joy and sorrow indeed.” Feiyun could imagine his painful life.

“There’s someone else sadder than him.” The scholar said.

“Who?” Feiyun asked.

“Firmament Fairy. Her tales with you were just as numerous but now, she’s not the bride.” The scholar said.

“We’re not like that, Miss Jiutian and I.” Feiyun said.

“Not long ago, she cut her hair and became a nun in Nuwa Temple. She swore to never return to the mortal world but people say she chose this temple to be closer to you. Although you knew nothing of this, she still doesn’t hate you.” The scholar lamented.

“I heard the same thing in a tea palace. Some even wrote heartfelt poems about it.” Zhongyuan Yidian said: “Many sympathize with her. Looks like your romantic nature hurt many people, Brother Feng.”

Feiyun slightly closed his eyes, agreeing with this statement.

“Love at first sight isn’t rare for both sides. Brother Feng is a dragon among men, so it’s understandable how she fell in love with him. No one can escape the shackles of emotions, not even saints or immortals.” The scholar said.

“If you go meet her now, perhaps you can get her to change her mind.” Ximen Chuixiao said.

“No need, if she were waiting for me, she wouldn’t have made the vow. That was to tell me to stay away.” Feiyun said.

The scholar nodded in agreement and let out a sigh.

“Let’s focus on more positive matters. Brother Feng, I heard you visited the Di with Her Highness not long ago, looks like things are progressing well.” Ximen Chuixiao said.

Sure enough, Feiyun and Xuanyuan Yiyi visited the Di five days ago. The main purpose was to return Di Zhong’s body to the ancestral cemetery.

He also met and spoke to the ancestors of the Di. As the successor of Di Zhong and his current cultivation, he didn’t need to flatter them. Nevertheless, he exercised enough civility and politeness as a junior.

After chatting for a bit, everyone left. Feiyun returned to Nuwa Temple and glanced at the temples hiding behind the fog and mist.

He listened to the sounds of wooden fish being struck and sighed. It was impossible to guess the heart of women.

He was in no mood to cultivate so he visited Heavenly Kingdom instead. It grew vast, not long until reaching the point of becoming a minor dimension. It would then be able to absorb worldly energy and give birth to life - an independent world.

It has prospered in recent years, with many temples and disciples, more than ten times compared to before.

“Bro, you’re getting married?” Feng Qingqing rode a sword over, landing in front of him. She looked rather excited.

“How do you know?” He asked.

“Everyone knows, even the remote Jin Dynasty.” She smiled.

Heavenly Kingdom was no longer sealed off since Feiyun had built portals everywhere. The marriage between them was already announced by the lords of the central dynasties.

“Yes, you can come drink then.” Feiyun said before asking: “Does Luofu and Nalan know about this?”

“Of course, but don’t worry about them. They are doing well, nothing’s out of the ordinary.” She said.

“That’s good.” He nodded.

“Sister Nalan’s becoming a nun, Sister Luofu left Heavenly Kingdom a few days ago, no idea where she went.” She said.

“And that’s nothing out of the ordinary to you?” Black lines appeared on his forehead.

“Well, they looked completely normal.” Feng Qingqing said.

Long Luofu’s disappearance was concerning. However, she should be fine given her divine fetus.

He expected Nalan Xuejian to be angry. Perhaps he should visit her.

He rubbed his forehead, thinking that it was a good thing Hongyan wasn’t bad. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be as “normal”.

He sent an avatar to find Nalan Xuejian and another to find Long Luofu. A matter like this was best left to the avatars to avoid headaches.

His Grand Puppet Art had reached a high level. Just one drop of blood could create an avatar at the sixth level of Heaven’s Emergence.

He himself left Heavenly Kingdom and returned to the meditation boulder. Xuanyuan Yiyi was there waiting for him.

“You’re here.” He stood next to her.

“It’s coming.” She said with star-like eyes.

“There is a date now?” Feiyun asked.

She nodded: “Two days from now. The supremes of all races will come, especially the humans. Looks like it will be the most magnificent wedding in tens of thousands of years.”

Their calm demeanor and exchange painted a strange atmosphere. They spoke without emotion and excitement.

“The mansion of the ninth lord is finished, rather grand in scale. I visited it yesterday, it will be our future home. Do you have any plan in mind after the marriage?” He asked.

“I will help you find a way to break through Heaven’s Emergence. We need all the help we can get before the calamity, and the half-demons will help out. I found some clues.” She said.

“Clues?”

“I will let you know after the wedding.” She revealed a rare smile, fully captivating his attention.

Perhaps he didn’t mind marrying her at all - the most beautiful, kind, and considerable woman in this world.