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"Thirty years, and finally we meet again. Old friend, how have you been? You've changed so much that I almost didn't recognize you!" Xi Che said excitedly.
Yuan Xiaotian was also moved and replied, "Why did you come all this way yourself? What if something happens? Wouldn't that expose us?"
"I couldn't rest easy. I'm already forty-three this year, and I might not be able to come again next time. If I don't come this time, it will be at least another thirty years before we can meet again. So I brought my daughter along. Old friend, it seems you haven't been doing well."
"Haha, what good or bad can we old folks expect? As long as we can break through this immortal realm, even if I die the moment I see the lower realm again, I would be willing."
"Don't say such things! The Pure Yang Master has already found some clues. This time, I even met two immortals who just ascended from the lower realm; they will definitely be a great help to our plan. By the way, have you discovered anything on your end?" Xi Che asked.
"I have made significant discoveries too; listen closely..." His voice lowered.
After half an hour, the warriors outside began to exchange glances, sensing something was off. Just as they couldn't hold back any longer and were about to knock on the door, it creaked open. Yuan Xiaotian stepped out and respectfully clasped his hands towards the inside, saying, "Then it's settled. If the immortal lords lift the curfew tomorrow night, we will hold the wedding."
"Alright then. Sigh, I only have one daughter; I hope that Yun City Lord will treat her well in these coming years." Xi Che sighed deeply, appearing quite helpless. However, upon closer inspection, his face was slightly flushed, indicating that his excitement had not yet faded.
"Haha, our Yun City Lord is most fond of beautiful women. With such a beauty, our city lord will cherish her dearly; how could he treat her poorly? And don't worry, even if the immortals from Xu Yang Immortal Palace blame you for this, our city lord will still protect you and your daughter. Lord Xi, please rest for now; I will go report this good news to the city lord." Yuan Xiaotian said with a beaming expression and made a successful gesture to the warriors who were eavesdropping.
Everyone rejoiced immediately; soon only three or five people remained at this sole exit while the others followed Yuan Xiaotian toward the hall.
In the hall, Yun Ling could no longer sit still. She kicked over a beautiful maid who was massaging her legs and walked back and forth in the corridor.
Seeing Yuan Xiaotian running over joyfully, she realized that things had worked out; her small eyes immediately narrowed into slits.
Yuan Xiaotian exclaimed loudly, "Congratulations, City Lord! Xi Che has agreed! It's settled; if the immortals lift the curfew tomorrow, we will hold the wedding."
"Good good good! Well done!" Yun Ling exclaimed with delight and patted Yuan Xiaotian's shoulder heavily. "Your position is secure! This great event is entrusted to you to handle. Keep it low-key; we don't want to upset those immortal lords. But make sure to act quickly! Now then, where are those immortals from Xu Yang Immortal Palace? At this critical moment, nothing must go wrong!"
At this moment, Yuan Xiaotian's expression slightly darkened as he whispered, "Lord of the City, Xi Che has one condition: if the immortals in the palace blame us for this, you must ensure their safety for him and his daughter. That was how I convinced him."
"That's obvious; of course I'll protect my concubine. But if anything happens, that old man Xi Che will have to take some responsibility for his daughter and son-in-law!"
After saying this, he ignored Yuan Xiaotian and cheerfully ordered loudly, "Come here! Open the warehouse! Bring out those bright red silks and satins for preparing the bride's wedding dress and decorating the new house—make it quick!"
Clearly in his mind, Xi Che was just a pawn he could discard at any time. Yuan Xiaotian understood his meaning and silently stepped aside.
In the Inn, after hearing her father's words, Xi He was so furious that her willow-like brows furrowed and her face turned red. "Father, are you out of your mind? Not to mention that Yun Ling, the Lord of Xiaoyao City, is utterly unworthy; even if he were a good person, he is already forty-two! Every outer city in our celestial realm strictly enforces the Fifty Absolute Kill Order on mortals. Father, he only has eight years left to live! Even the city lord cannot escape that fate! Do you want your daughter to be a widow in eight years, not knowing which scoundrel she will fall into the hands of? Don't you care about your daughter?!"
"Keep scolding me, but do it louder," Xi Che said, not angry at all, but instead smiling as he spoke softly.
"Father!" Xi He was taken aback.
Xi Che glanced outside. Xi He's room was on the second floor, and now the warriors guarding Wei Ming had relaxed. Only three or five remained at the sole exit, but they all wore cheerful expressions, likely anticipating upcoming rewards.
Xi He felt relieved and pulled her daughter, who was a head taller than her, to a corner behind the bed. She whispered, "Daughter, do you remember what I told you when you were little?"
Xi He was stunned for a moment, her eyes brightening as she quickly calmed down. "Father has already made plans?"
"Exactly. So we need to wait for Li Hong for three days, but it won't take that long because I've already taken care of it. Listen carefully; you need to do this and that..."
The father and daughter engaged in a secret discussion, and gradually Xi He's expression brightened.
Xi Che glanced at her with concern. "Daughter, can you show a bit of sorrow?"
"Father!" Xi He pouted playfully, her bronze-colored face slightly flushed.
Before long, Xi Che left the room, and immediately from the second floor came the sounds of things being thrown and bowls breaking amidst cries. The sobbing continued throughout the night until dawn when it finally began to subside.
Xi Che also spent the night awake, deliberately sitting on a chair by the window so that the warriors could clearly see his expression—worried, mournful, and helpless—sighing repeatedly.
The father and daughter had performed their act all night long.
Early in the morning, Yun Ling sent several concubines in their forties who had long since fallen out of favor to Xi He's room at the Inn as persuaders.
Having "cried" all night, Xi He's eyes were still swollen; however, her fit and graceful figure along with her flower-like beauty could not be concealed. The concubines were filled with jealousy as they flattered her with various compliments while occasionally throwing subtle jabs.
Yet Xi He seemed to take it all in stride; her expression gradually improved until she finally whispered through her tears, "Father's arrangements must surely be for my own good; I will listen to Father and my sisters."
One of them, being quite clever, immediately smiled and said, "Sister realizing this is wonderful! As long as you give birth to a son, he will be the next city lord. You will have at least thirty years of good fortune to enjoy. Congratulations!"
A large group of female servants entered, preparing to escort Xi He to the new house.
However, Xi He said, "I am from Sunrise City. Since I have come here to stay at this Inn, and my father is also here, this place is my maternal home. If I am to marry, it should be from here."
Several Concubines were taken aback by Xi He's words and hurried to report to Yun Ling. As long as Xi He was willing, there was nothing he would refuse; he would be more than eager.
The Concubines withdrew, and the matrons came in to assist Xi He with her bath and changing clothes.
By noon, Xi He had already donned a bright red wedding gown and sat on the edge of the bed. A floral crown adorned her head, with a veil of pearls cascading down, obscuring her flawless face. It created a hazy image reminiscent of a pipa player partially hidden behind a screen, with her crimson lips accentuating her beauty even more.
Yun Ling heard that Xi He was already dressed in her wedding attire and could hardly wait a moment longer. However, he dared not act because the immortals were still searching throughout the city without any leads.
Knowing that this was not the right time to take Xi He as a concubine, Yun Ling nonetheless acted boldly because he simply could not bear to part with Xi He's flower-like beauty. However, he understood that he must wait until the Xu Yang Immortal Palace's immortals were found.
At that moment, in an empty warehouse of the city lord's mansion, two figures suddenly appeared in an eerie manner.
Li Hong put away the Phantom Shadow Talisman and listened to the commotion outside. After about a quarter of an hour, his brows furrowed as he muttered, "What is Xi Che thinking? How could he marry Xi He off to that fat pig? Did I hear wrong?"
Heavenly Torch was taken aback as well and listened carefully to the sounds within the mansion. After a while, he scratched his head and said with annoyance, "That fat pig is really getting lucky! I was thinking of helping Xi He establish herself and waiting for Chuxiong to ascend so they could be matched! Don't you think Xi He and Chuxiong are simply a match made in heaven? They are both so tall and have great figures. If they had nephews or nieces together, how beautiful that would be!"
Li Hong was stunned and pointed at Heavenly Torch with a strange expression. "You actually like playing matchmaker?"
"I'm not that idle! But you must admit I make sense! Right! That's exactly why! I just don't want that fat pig to get lucky! I want to ruin it; what do you think? I've already decided that Xi He will be your future sister-in-law, which means she will also be my future sister-in-law. Why should I let her marry someone else? Brother, don't try to persuade me; I've made up my mind!" Heavenly Torch rubbed his fists together, looking ready for trouble.
Li Hong burst into laughter, pointing at Heavenly Torch with unrestrained joy. However, on second thought, Heavenly Torch was right! If they didn't like it anyway, why not intervene?
The two immediately opened the door but were shocked at what they saw.
Standing quietly outside was a tall and robust figure with a bronze-hued resolute face—none other than Xi Che!
They hadn't noticed when he arrived or how he found this place!
Heavenly Torch transmitted a message in shock: "This old fellow is surprisingly stealthy! We've been fooled; it must be a trap..."
Before finishing his words, Xi Che bowed deeply and transmitted his voice, "Do not be alarmed, I wish to tell you that the time has come! You should go to the Immortal Palace now, and the Immortal Emperor will naturally summon you. He will certainly take action against you, so you must be extremely vigilant; know that there are traps everywhere there. If possible, please kill the Immortal Emperor and Xiao Yaozi! Once the deed is done, light a fire as a signal, and Xi Che will thank you both, my immortal brothers!"
Li Hong and Heavenly Torch exchanged glances, their mouths agape in shock.
Li Hong could not help but ask, "Who exactly are you?"
"I am merely an immortal who ascended many years ago, self-proclaimed in my cultivation, all for this day!" Xi Che transmitted. At that moment, his chest puffed out proudly, and his expression radiated an unusual brilliance; in an instant, Li Hong could almost see the grandeur he once possessed. This person must have been someone of great significance.
However, Li Hong's mind was still clouded; many things about this immortal realm seemed to be on the verge of revelation yet remained shrouded in thick fog.
"Do not doubt it; this immortal realm is not the paradise of legends but rather a hell. All immortals who ascend here do so with a purpose... but I won't say much more. Just enter the Immortal Palace and observe carefully; you will understand. Time is short; I only ask that you trust me." Xi Che bowed deeply once more.
"You are one of the Rebels?" Li Hong suddenly asked.
Xi Che nodded solemnly and replied, "Yes! But it is not just me; it is us! I am merely a member of the Rebels. For twenty thousand years, no great sage has been able to assist us in our cause. We have had to hide deeply among mortals, changing identities every fifty years, suffering greatly; some have even hidden for tens of thousands of years on desolate deserts, neither human nor ghost, waiting for divine mercy. Heaven has finally opened its eyes! Chu Hongzi, Heavenly Torch, you are the hope of our Rebels. From the moment I saw you, I knew that the time for decisive battle had finally come. Now please hurry to the Immortal Palace gate and request an audience with the Immortal Emperor. After successfully assassinating him, light a fire as a signal. If unsuccessful, please retreat quickly; there will be someone waiting for you a million miles west."
With that said, Xi Che turned and left without looking back, confident without needing to hear Li Hong or Heavenly Torch's verbal agreement.
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