"Song Heng!"
"Factory Owner!"
"It's you. Show the fellow daoists a special trick—something like transforming into a Top-Grade Spirit Stone Mine."
"Moo moo~~"
"Ah?!!" Song Heng turned pale with shock, and the compass in his hand fell to the ground. Since when did he have such a trick?!
"Old Ox!"
"Moo moo~~"
"Add some formation effects—like when we fooled Xian Jue that year."
"Moo~~"
The mountains and rivers were bustling with noise, stirred into unprecedented liveliness by Old Ancestor Chen Xun and the Black Ox Ancestor. Amid the chaos, Ji Yan's face quietly darkened as Du Shi, that good-for-nothing, placed a flower wreath on his head. Outrageous!
Ke Ding tried to slip away, only to be dragged back.
At the heart of the grand scene.
Mo Yehan held Ling Qiuchu's hand and laughed heartily. Brother Chen had gathered a whole crowd of immortals. The Heaven Rank Image Recording Stone was ready!
The two newlyweds stood in the center.
Chen Xun and Big Black Ox grinned crookedly. He Ling linked arms with Ling Qiuchu, her face gentle and beautiful, her clothes utterly ordinary.
Chen Xun had Ke Ding in a headlock, making his face flush red. Chen Xun, this Dao Palace Master was a dignified immortal—did he not need any face under everyone's gaze? Damn you!
Ji Yan stood far away, his expression mild and composed. For the recording, they absolutely could not fool around like Du Shi.
Song Heng looked solemn, his large belly thrust out as he held his compass in one hand, displaying the bearing of a Daoist Priest.
The other immortals had not been messed around with by Chen Xun. All of them stood tall and lofty, giving Mo Yehan, this junior, ample face. Such an image recording was one of a kind even in the