Chapter Eighty-Five: The Old Man Wants to Elope

  In Yongyang City, there were three outstanding young men. The first was Wei Fengtian, the eldest son of the Wei family. The second was Jin Yuanshan, the chief disciple of the Seven Stars Gate. The third was Duan Wenjun, also a disciple of the Seven Stars Gate, but he had another identity - the young master of the Holy Hall. These three men were famous at a young age and now, all in their thirties, approaching forty years old, have reached the stage of San Hua Ju Ding in their cultivation.

  "Both old friends were able to arrive on time, it really made me, your elder brother, extremely delighted!"

  Jin Yunshan and Duan Wenjun were also away from home for many years, first to make friends with famous scholars, second to solidify their skills, striving to enter the realm of Qi as soon as possible, and enter the Wuji Sect's cultivation.

  "Feng Tian, my old brother, you're joking. You and I are like brothers, and Feng Biao is your younger brother, so naturally he's also our younger brother. Today is his big day, how can we as older brothers not come to congratulate him?"

  The three of them were also old friends who had known each other for many years, and after exchanging a few pleasantries, Wei Fengtian led the two men to the VIP seats, saying, "Have you two brothers heard about Tang Jing's story?"

  Jin Yunshan and Duan Wenjun's expressions turned complex as soon as they heard the name Tang Qing, their eyes flashing with a cold light. Jin Yunshan said, "I also returned at midnight and heard the elder mention this matter, but I don't know how that Tang Qing became so formidable."

  "Hmph! In the mountains, there's no old tiger, so the monkey claims to be the great king. Once I'm done with this matter, I'll definitely go meet that Tang Jing and see if he's as cunning and mysterious as the rumors say!"

  "I was thinking the same thing." Wei Fengtian nodded, "After my younger brother's wedding is over, we'll go to Qingyumen and meet with Tang Jing."

  Due to the continuous arrival of guests, Wei Fengtian didn't chat much with Jin Yushan and Duan Wenjun. After inviting them to take a seat, he hurriedly walked towards the entrance again.

  As it gradually approached noon, the sun was shining brightly. Although there were also small awnings set up inside the manor, they only covered the VIP seats. Tang Qing and Tian Jinguang walked into the manor and found a seat to sit down directly. The several plates of fresh fruit that were originally placed on the table had already been reduced to empty plates. Fortunately, the Wei family was wealthy and generous, and fine wine and delicacies had already begun to be served at the tables.

  A jug of old wine was brought up, Tian Jinguang laughed and stood up, opened the lid with one hand, held the wine jar to his nose and sniffed it. The aroma was still quite rich, he poured a bowl for Tang Qing and said, "Master Tang, this wine is barely passable, please make do with it."

  Tang Jing took a sip, although the taste was good, it didn't suit his stomach, he preferred strong liquor, the stronger the better.

  "Lei Hu Bang's leader, Tian Dong Ba, has arrived—"

  Hearing the shouting voice, Tang raised his sword eyebrow and smiled, "The leader of the Lei Huo Gang? Isn't this your old man? What a domineering name!"

  "Haha!" Tian Jinguang also burst out laughing, "That's right! Doesn't even look at who his old man is."

  Tang Jing looked up to see a burly man, eight feet tall, with a tiger's back and waist, a swallow's jawline and whiskers like a tiger, and eyes that shone like a leopard's. He strode forward with the gait of a dragon and the step of a tiger, his hands playing with two gleaming iron balls, exuding an aura of majesty. Wei Feng went to greet him, exchanged a few pleasantries, and invited him to take a seat. However, Tian Dong Ba glanced at the people on the guest seats, shook his head, and said in a low voice, "Young Master Feng, I'm a rough man, not suited for their company. Besides, I've brought many brothers with me this time. Let's just sit down casually and have a drink."

  Wei Feng Tian extended an invitation, but Tian Dong Ba didn't appreciate it at all. After cupping his fists in respect, he led a group of brothers to the east side and found an empty table to sit down at.

  "Boss, you've lost face in front of Wei Fengtian, isn't that a bit bad?"

  "Damn it! What's wrong with that!" Tian Dongba sat down and scanned the crowd, cursing, "Son of a bitch! The Wei family has put on quite a big show! How many brothers have we got here today?"

  "A lot of people came, all listening to your orders. Yesterday I was hungry for a whole day, and just now when I came, my whole body was floating."

  "Alright! Tell the brothers, as long as there's good wine and food on the table, let our family open their stomachs and eat. Damn it! Our family has given the Wei family a lot of supplies over the years, best if we can get them all back by eating."

  The table where Tian Dong sat was not far from Tian Jinkang. Tang Qing listened to the side and couldn't help but laugh, thinking that there must be a son like his father!

  On the side, Tian Jinguang was a bit embarrassed, muttering to himself, "Old man, you're really something, can't you just say it quietly? Do you have to be so loud? Don't you know how to save face?"

  After a while, a group of four or five people came over. They all wore straw hats and had gloomy faces. They glanced at Tang Jing and Tian Jinguang, but didn't say anything, and directly sat down.

  Tang Jing swept his eyes over them and immediately sensed that the auras of these people were somewhat bloody, their true energy was extremely evil, and they should be some unorthodox practitioners. These unorthodox practitioners did not follow the right path, such as cultivating demonic energy, but it was difficult to cultivate demonic energy, most unorthodox practitioners used blood sacrifices instead.

  "Hey, you must be the old ghost from Heifeng Village, right?"

  Tian Jinguang poured a few bowls of wine for the four men wearing hoods, and that old devil looked up at Tian Jinguang and said, "Oh? I don't know who these two brothers are."

  "Haha! Old Devil Senior, we two juniors are also on the same path."

  "Oh? I don't know which way you two are headed?"

  "Haha, little brother is from Tiān Shā Mountain's Black Shadow Cave. This is our great master, known as the one who can enter heaven and earth, an all-powerful old gentleman."

  The guy called Lao Gui by Tian Jinglang sized up Tang Qing again, sneered and said, "Lao Gui, I've been on the road in Yongyang for half my life, but I've never heard of anything like Tianxia Mountain Heiying Cave, let alone something like Big Master."

  "Old ghost brother!" Tang Qing said with one hand on the old ghost's shoulder, whispering in his ear, "The grandmaster and you are both unorthodox cultivators, and you're both cultivating the Blood Sacrifice Great Method."

  As soon as he heard the Blood Sacrifice Great Method, Lao Gui's face changed greatly, and his gloomy eyes shot out cold light. He secretly cultivated the Blood Sacrifice Great Method, except for a few people in Hei Feng Gang, no one else knew about it. But how did this guy find out? Cultivating the Blood Sacrifice Great Method was explicitly prohibited by the Holy Hall, and if discovered, he would be doomed.

  "Don't be afraid, we're all our own people." Tang Jing smiled slyly and patted his shoulder.

  The old devil carefully sized him up, wanting to see through him. When he saw Tang Qing holding a bright red fruit and eating it with relish, the old devil's mouth twitched unnaturally twice. He knew that this thing was a crazy demon fruit, which would cause confusion if eaten too much, but the guy in front of him was eating one after another, just like eating sugar beans.

  "Heh heh." The old ghost smiled wryly and said, "I don't know what to call you, sir."

  Tang Qing spat out the red skin of the mad demon fruit and said, "This brother of mine just said it earlier, surname Da, first name Lao Ye, also known as Big Master."

  The old devil naturally knew what this name would be, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. He just cupped his hands and said, "So it's the great master, as familiar as thunder in my ears!"

  "Come! Come! Come! Get up and let's go!"

  Tang Qing burst out laughing, raised his wine cup and drank it all in one gulp. The others cast doubtful glances at Lao Gui, who nodded to them, indicating that they should drink too.

  As the drums beat loudly, everyone knew that the wedding ceremony was about to begin. The host of the Wei family, Wei Bo, and many elderly members of the Wei family came out from the inner hall, greeting the guests, and then sat in their seats. The groom came out, wearing a bright red festive robe, grinning from ear to ear with a big smile on his face, but there was a bright red palm print on his chubby cheeks.

  "Feng Biao, what's going on with your face?" Wei Bo asked.

  "Heh heh! Yesterday I wanted to play with that little girl, but she wouldn't let me and even slapped me! Hmph! Tonight I'm going to strip her naked."

  "Look at you getting all worked up! You're so shameless! Don't make any sudden movements during the wedding ceremony!"

  "Heh heh! I know, I know!"

  As the groom's shout came, the bride entered, wearing a red long dress, with a red veil covering her face, being pulled by an old woman to walk slowly forward. Wei Fengbiao saw that the bride was already unbearable, and quickly ran over, smiling foolishly, "Little wife, after we get married, you must serve your husband well! Hmm? Hehe!"

  The bride trembled slightly, but did not speak, and continued to be led forward by the old woman.

  The people around were all guessing who the two fools of the Wei family had married, because no one knew beforehand, not even the heads of the other three big families, who also received the wedding invitation yesterday, so they were very curious about the identity of the bride.

  Just as the groom and bride were about to bow, a slightly childish yet furious voice came over.

  "Sister! Don't marry that fool!"

  A frail young man rushed into the mansion, looking like he was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a messy head and face, disheveled and covered in bloodstains from multiple whip marks. As soon as he entered the mansion, he was pinned to the ground by two men guarding the gate. Seeing this scene, everyone else began to murmur among themselves, it seemed that the Wei family had resorted to some underhanded tactics behind the scenes in order to marry off their second son, otherwise the bride's younger brother wouldn't have rushed over with such severe injuries to stop the wedding.

  "Damn it! I knew the Wei family was no good from the start, they're obviously forcing them into marriage." Tian Jinguang's indignation filled his chest, and many people in the room felt the same way, but they only dared to be angry and not speak out, after all, the Wei family's power was too great, and no one dared to offend them.

  The bride lifted her veil, revealing a gentle and lovely face that caught everyone's eye!

  Seeing this bride, many people were shocked, wasn't she Biyi, the direct disciple of Qingyu Gate?

  "Green Clothes! This is Green Clothes' junior sister! How... damn it!" Tian Jinguang immediately stood up.

  Tang Qing was also greatly surprised and asked, "Didn't you say that Bi Yi left Yong Yang City?"

  "She said so!"

  "What's holding you back, go!"

  "What's up? What's going on?" Tian Jinguang was taken aback, his reaction slow. Tang Qing poured a bowl of wine down his throat, jumped onto the table and shouted loudly.

  "Listen up, you all! I'm going to steal the bride!"

  PS: This is the final chapter of the public version, it will be updated at around 12 o'clock tonight, Xiao Jiu is here to beg those who have monthly tickets to support her when the time comes!