As they arrived, the Five Aggregates Sect erupted into "turmoil." Clamor, cries of astonishment, and roaring shouts continuously broke through the Ageless Heavenly Radiance.
"Meng Sheng, you lucky brat."
Xian Jue burst into laughter, his expression turning rare and solemn. "Congratulations. Keep walking forward—today, whatever you do, don't look back."
"Hehe, Xian Jue!" Meng Sheng turned his head, his smile radiant.
"Congratulations, Senior Meng."
"Congratulations, Miss Yu..."
"Heh, Meng Old Devil!"
A cold voice came from along the way. Ni Canghuan stood proudly atop an immortal rock, his robes snapping in the wind. "Since it's your wedding day, this Dao Master won't stop you. But you'd better remember this favor."
"Hehe." Meng Sheng merely smiled without speaking, softly introducing this person to Yu Yiwei.
Upon hearing that he was the Dao Ancestor's disciple, Yu Yiwei's eyes widened slightly, unable to conceal the shock in them.
"Elder Meng, congratulations!" Liu Han and the others cupped their hands with smiles.
"Elder Meng!"
Roar!
All along the road came the earthshaking shouts of Five Aggregates Sect disciples. The scene was wildly chaotic and fervent; calling them a motley rabble would not have been wrong. After all, they had been raised free-range since childhood, without the rigorous bearing of disciples from major Immortal Realm sects—only carefree, unrestrained cries of celebration.
"Meng Sheng offers his thanks to everyone!" Meng Sheng did not slow his steps. He gazed into the distance in every direction, then suddenly looked toward Ji Zhao, his laughter growing even heartier.
"Yu Yuanting!"
"Yuanting!"
By the Great Dao, Liu Qisha and the others shouted at the tops of their lungs, their heads and bodies covered in petals of every color. Before long, they rushed into the Yu Clan's procession, startling Yu Yuanting badly before making him laugh despite himself.
"Hehe,