Daoist Mountain Dock.
The Cen clan's luxurious tower ship stood out conspicuously among the many visiting vessels, its dazzling crimson impossible to ignore.
The Cen clansmen who had come to propose marriage had ultimately ascended the immortal mountain. The Daoist sect had to give Immortal Lord Cen He some face as well; it would not do to make matters too tense and lose face. As for what happened after they went up the mountain, outsiders did not know.
The tower ship sprawled across the best berth, and countless people gathered to watch.
Visitors pointed at the Cen clan's grand ship, draped in red and festooned with color, and discussed it animatedly. Such a sight was rare in a thousand ages.
They had seen clans forge marriage alliances, but this was the first time they had witnessed someone come to the Daoist sect to propose marriage. Could it be that some Cen clan dandy had taken a fancy to a female disciple of the immortal mountain? Though they found it irritating, they still envied how such dandies could do whatever they pleased. No matter what they did, they would not be killed for Immortal Lord Cen He's sake.
The immortals clad in the Cen clan's uniform robes looked imposing, their magical treasures and weapons arranged in perfect order, carrying something of the bearing of heavenly troops.
Of course, the wandering immortals watching would not miss such a spectacle over that.
Among the wandering immortals were no shortage of reclusive experts.
Within the Daoist sect, the Cen clan's immortal soldiers and generals could only keep the spectators from approaching too closely. They could not manage much else.
The visiting wandering immortals pressed in close, practically standing before the soldiers and generals.
Those who loved a good show grinned and greeted the soldiers.