The moment Xi Yue said this, the entire Celestial Pivot Divine Palace was shaken.
Because it meant the sect was truly treating this marriage proposal as a serious matter for discussion, rather than simply "throwing that madman out."
A proper Daoist sect... with Daoist nuns inside...
A marriage proposal?
Why didn't you go propose at a nunnery instead?
But the crucial point was that the sect had actually given it a solemn, proper reception—and was even discussing it. Discussing what the hell?
The Celestial Pivot Sect disciples all scratched their heads, feeling as though they had fallen into some Heavenly Devil Illusion. The world had become unreal.
And he was even being lodged in the Guest Courtyard. One had to know that the Celestial Pivot Divine Palace's Guest Courtyard rarely received guests. Ordinary people did not even qualify to enter the gates. Those able to visit were all top figures from major sects, and even then, they were only received there on the occasional visit. How many such people could there be?
Over ten thousand years, perhaps not even three or five times.
Other disciples, including the guests of each palace's Chief Seat, were received in rooms set aside within their own residences. They did not qualify for the sect Guest Courtyard's treatment.
Yet this fellow, who had fought his way in to propose marriage, was being received in the Guest Courtyard.
The more perceptive ones had already understood. This was no longer a question of whether Junior Sister Minghe and Qin Yi had an affair. It was a matter of strength.
At the very least, Palace Mistress Xi Yue could do nothing about him.
He was a top-tier powerhouse at the Late Stage of No Form, someone who could match Palace Mistress Xi Yue evenly—and perhaps even surpass her.