Li Yuan still overestimated himself. He spent a full eight months, even postponing the wedding by two months. It was only when his father-in-law was almost rolling his eyes that he understood [Spirit Communication].
Looking at the "[Ultimate Skill—Spirit Communication] (Sixth Grade) (1/1)" in the skills, Li Yuan felt a sense of accomplishnt.
Subsequently, despite his impatience, his father-in-law explained [Heavenly Sll] to him, following [Fetal Movent] and [Spirit Communication].
"This is an assumption within the cultivation skill. We don’t know if anyone in our lineage has achieved it before, but of the masters and founders I’ve known... no one has reached it."
"If [Fetal Movent] is for the precise control of the distribution of added tals in the main material, to forge better weapons;
[Spirit Communication] is specifically for the Source Blood, treating it as a special material, and spiritual artifacts are no longer limited to weapons but can be everyday items like gourds, fans, smoking sets, and paperweights;
then [Heavenly Sll] is indeed an unbelievable array, a living array."
"Array?"
"It’s an array formation, forming an array as a domain, and not just for attack...
Alright, now I will pass down the secret skill of this lineage to you. Rember it first, and study it if you get the chance. If you don’t get the chance, then pass it down."
As the master taught and the disciple learned, another month passed in the blink of an eye.
...
A month later, after Master Zhu was fully convinced that Li Yuan had mastered the thod of [Heavenly Sll], he angrily said, "Alright! I’ve taught you everything I can, now get out!
The wedding was supposed to be in March, but you’ve dragged it to June. I’m about to be angered to death by you."
As he spoke, like a bad-tempered old man, he started shooing him away.
But at the foot of the mountain, Master Zhu slowed his steps, took out a sealed small pouch from his chest, and handed it to Li Yuan solemnly: "Open it after the wedding."
Then, he took out an unsealed letter and gave it to Li Yuan: "This letter is for Huayin. If she asks you to avenge, give her the letter."
Li Yuan glanced at the letter. Clearly, his father-in-law didn’t intend to hide the contents from him, so he nodded, changed the subject, and laughed: "Actually, dragging it by three months isn’t too bad. The brewed strong wine is richer now, right? Father-in-law, rember to co and have a drink."
Master Zhu looked at him, smiled, then his expression changed. He extended his hand to shoo him away: "Get going!"
Li Yuan said solemnly: "Father-in-law, you are Sixth Grade, and so am I."
Master Zhu had long been familiar with him, especially in the past twenty months. They might not be together day and night, but almost so. Naturally, he understood Li Yuan’s temperant. Rolling up his sleeves, he said, "So what if you’re Sixth Grade? Just because you’re so slow, the wedding got delayed by three months, and you still have the nerve to talk? If you don’t get moving, I’ll start hitting."
Li Yuan imdiately capitulated: "I’ll leave, I’ll leave..."
Saying that, he took two steps forward but then slowed his steps. He turned back, bowed, and then left.
Master Zhu watched him depart with a gentle expression. Only when his figure disappeared did the smile in his eyes slowly fade...
anwhile, Li Yuan in the distance opened the pouch.
Inside the pouch was a piece of paper.
"A brilliant plan in the brocade pouch..." Li Yuan felt speechless. After hesitating, he pulled out the piece of paper. Upon unfolding it, he saw four red characters: Beware of the Hall Master.
This Hall Master, naturally referring to the Divine Wood Hall Master.
The incomprehensible wording, coupled with the instruction to open it after the wedding...
This implies sothing will happen during the wedding, but it won’t affect the wedding itself.
After thinking briefly, Li Yuan silently placed the piece of paper back into the brocade pouch.
...
...
May.
Cui Family, Li Yuan and Cui Huayin’s wedding...
This is a special alliance through marriage.
The banquet, everyone was drunk to the brim.
Surprisingly, the presence of Master Zhu, who was supposed to be at this banquet, was absent.
He was invited, he didn’t decline, but he didn’t co.
However, he is Cui Huayin’s father and Li Yuan’s teacher. He should have been here and must have been here...
But for so reason, he was just not present.
The banquet, quickly ca to an end.
Li Yuan took the hand of this Princess Consort Yin, celebrated by the Emperor, and headed to the wedding chamber.
...
In the distance, on a road without moonlight.
A stern-faced middle-aged man, wrapped in a black lily robe, stopped with each step.
The man and woman beside him also stopped.
The man smiled and said: "Tonight your daughter gets married, are you still reluctant to leave?"
The middle-aged man said: "There’s nothing to be reluctant about, just... I promised my son-in-law to drink, but I broke the promise."
The man said: "In life, eight or nine out of ten things do not go as you wish, and this... is but the sorrow of a small family."
The middle-aged man did not argue or go along. He simply turned to the north, raised his hand into the air, as if holding an invisible wine glass, and toasted as if to soone.
After the toast, he said: "Small family or large family, I don’t care. I want the Divine Wood Hall destroyed, I want the Jing Family completely annihilated."
The man slightly nodded, smiled, and said: "This is your wish, and it is ours as well."
...
In the bridal chamber...
Cui Huayin’s hand was very cold, her whole body seed like ice. Upon entering the room, she sat by the bed lit by a red candle, her head covered with a red veil.
Li Yuan, wearing his groom’s attire, slightly drunk, closed the door while glancing at the data next to the bride: 325~340.
This can be said to be among the highest values of the Seventh Grade he had seen.
This is probably the level that can be reached with the best weapons, perfected skills, plus a realm of perfection.
In other words, Cui Huayin’s strength should be among the peak of Seventh Grade, except for blood burst, which makes her about the sa as he was at Seventh Grade.
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