A Young Lady from a Prominent Family!

This is no mere Third Layer of Qi Refining.

The thickness of this aura—even that Foundation Establishment Early Stage elder from the Lin Family probably couldn't match it, right?

Qi Refining Great Perfection at eighteen?

This talent is even more terrifying than hers back in the day!

Zhang Chen looked down at the beauty in his arms, saw the worship and shock in her eyes.

The satisfaction in his heart was indescribable.

This kind of showing off, even if passive, had a perfect effect.

Since she'd misunderstood, let the misunderstanding deepen. He couldn't exactly say the system gave it to him, could he?

So Zhang Chen smiled faintly, a smile of unfathomable depth.

"Low-key."

He uttered two words lightly: "I prefer quiet, don't like too much attention. You know, the tall tree catches the wind. In this cultivation world, keeping a card up your sleeve is never wrong."

Lin Qingxue heard this, and the admiration in her eyes deepened.

So that's it!

For the family, to avoid being targeted, he'd endured to this extent!

This kind of mindset—even those old monsters who've lived for centuries might not match it!

She'd been blind...

To have believed the rumors before and thought he was a waste.

"Husband, rest assured. I'll keep your secret."

Lin Qingxue immediately declared, her tone resolute.

Zhang Chen nodded in satisfaction, about to say something to solidify his "peerless genius" persona.

Just then, hurried footsteps and clamor came from outside the door.

"What's going on?!"

"Is it an earthquake?"

"The sound came from the Young Master's wedding chamber! Not good! Could there be an assassin?"

"Hurry! Protect the Young Master!"

The door was slammed open from outside.

The Guard Captain led a squad of fully armed guards charging in.

Each held weapons, murderous intent thick.

Even Second Uncle Zhang Yunhai, who hadn't yet gone to sleep, rushed to the door in his night robe, Flying Sword in hand, frantic.

"Chen'er! Don't be afraid! Second Uncle is here to save... huh?"

The moment everyone rushed into the room, it was as if they'd been hit by a freezing spell—all frozen in place.

The wedding chamber, once festively decorated, now looked like it had been ravaged by two demonic beasts.

The floor was caved in, the bed smashed to pieces, tables and chairs toppled everywhere.

And in the center of this ruin.

Their Young Master, Zhang Chen, stood bare-chested, holding the bride. Though dust clung to him.

His blood vitality was terrifyingly strong.

"This..."

Second Uncle Zhang Yunhai looked at the jade bed reduced to powder, then at his radiant nephew, and his old face instantly flushed the color of pig liver.

As a man of experience, countless inappropriate images flashed through his mind.

Just how intense was it?

Even the specially made Warm Jade Bed had collapsed?

Young people these days, playing so wild?

"Ahem... ahem."

Zhang Yunhai coughed awkwardly, then quickly turned and waved everyone away: "Get the hell out! What are you staring at! Haven't you seen anything before!"

The guards snapped out of it too, faces red, heads down as they hurriedly retreated.

"As long as he's fine, as long as he's fine..."

Zhang Yunhai backed out, not forgetting to give Zhang Chen a thumbs-up and a wink, saying: "Chen'er, good job!"

"The Old Zhang Family's bloodline is fierce! But remember moderation—Qingxue's constitution is still weak... Tomorrow, have the kitchen brew you some Tiger Penis Soup to replenish."

With that, he considerately pulled the rickety door shut behind him.

Though the moment it closed, half the door panel crashed down with a clatter.

Zhang Chen: "..."

Lin Qingxue: "..."

Lin Qingxue's originally pale face instantly flushed red like a ripe apple.

She buried her face straight into Zhang Chen's chest, too ashamed to show herself.

Now, by tomorrow, the entire clan would probably know they'd broken the bed on their wedding night.

Zhang Chen found it both funny and frustrating—this misunderstanding seemed to have veered off course.

But whatever. Reputation? What was that compared to real strength?

He felt the surging power within him, a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

Qi Refining Level 10 Great Perfection—this was just the beginning.

With the system, with this Golden Dragon of Destiny, and with this top-tier wife in his arms, the Rise of the Zhang Family was unstoppable.

"Qingxue."

Zhang Chen lowered his head and kissed the forehead of the woman in his arms. "Switch rooms? We continue?"

Lin Qingxue's body stiffened, then her voice came out like a mosquito's buzz: "The bed... it's gone..."

"No problem. I have a Storage Bag. There's a spare inside."

Zhang Chen chuckled, scooped up his wife, and strode over the rubble toward the side room next door.

The night was long—this was only the beginning.

Dawn light seeped through, shrouding the East Mountain Islands in a faint mist. The air carried the salty dampness of Sea Breeze and the morning scent of grass and trees.

In the Zhang Family Courtyard, early-rising servants swept fallen leaves with their heads down, but their gazes kept drifting toward a certain side courtyard.

Last night, that legendary waste young master, Zhang Chen, had caused a huge commotion on his wedding night—even the specially made Warm Jade Bed had collapsed from the shock.

The news had grown wings, spreading through the entire inner courtyard overnight, leaving everyone looking at Zhang Chen with a strange mix of awe and awkwardness.

Inside the side courtyard's bedchamber, Zhang Chen had already risen.

After a night of turmoil—mainly due to that sudden Cultivation Infusion—his energy was simply too high.