"Then it's settled. The wedding will be held tomorrow in Spirit Terrace Heaven."
Shao Yiliu was beside herself with joy. Looking at everyone present, she said, "Fellow Daoists, remember to come tomorrow and celebrate with my husband and me."
At the word "husband,"
Jia Chenyang and the others looked at Tang Yu with varying degrees of awkwardness, yet they still had no choice but to force themselves to offer their blessings.
"Congratulations, Master Tang."
"We'll come by tomorrow to beg Master Tang for a cup of wedding wine."
"May you soon have children..."
Hearing their somewhat perfunctory congratulations, Tang Yu, knowing exactly what they were thinking, smiled and responded to each of them.
After the matter was settled, what would likely have been the fiercest battle in the Immortal Realm in hundreds of thousands of years instead turned into a joyous occasion.
There were not many people in Heavenly Dao Palace who objected to this.
Everyone had witnessed Tang Yu's strength firsthand.
Moreover, he liked imparting the Dao to others.
If he became the Third Palace Master, wouldn't that be a perfect chance for the Immortal Emperors of Heavenly Dao Palace to learn for free?
Only those few who had formed enmity with Tang Yu were filled with worry.
If Tang Yu became the Third Palace Master, could they still hope for peaceful days?
Sui Gaomiao had just emerged from seclusion and was delighted to have taken another step toward the peak of the Flawless Realm.
He had just found Sui Wenlong to share the good news when he saw his grandfather sitting in the cave dwelling with a grim face, drinking alone. His expression was like a wilted old bitter melon.
"What's wrong, Grandpa? You look so troubled."
Sui Gaomiao walked over with a smile. "I've finished my seclusion.