Marry a Different Bride

"There's no bride in the tent?"

"Haha, everyone in the state was saying that the Fei Household spent a fortune this time, choosing a scoundrel to marry off their daughter, but it turns out they just picked some random fool to amuse themselves."

"Zhang Yuandao, the Chongming Emperor, was once a Chongming Sect figure who commanded respect in several counties. How could his descendants have fallen to such a wretched state?"

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, I've said it before: how could these prominent families in the capital possibly form marriage alliances with small border tribes like ours, let alone a mere sect leader from a declining sect?"

"Where is Twenty-Seventh Lady!" Sima Fei's face was grim. He waved his hand and pointed to a man beside him who looked just like him, and shouted loudly.

"Brother, this marriage cannot go through! Our She Mountain Hall has a history of thousands of years. Daughters registered in our family will never marry a peasant, even if they die at home! Twenty-Seventh Lady is a daughter of the Fei Household. Even a poor or respectable family would not allow her to marry into our family. She Mountain Hall cannot be brought down by our generation! Brother!" The man looked distressed and immediately knelt down.

Upon hearing this, Sima Fei tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and remained silent. "Social status, social status, it's always social status!"

He could only hear the clamor of the guests, the noise of the Chongming Sect disciples, and the quarrels of the Fei Household, all mingling together and lingering for a long time.

"I've become a fool, Chongming Sect has become a laughingstock. We've failed to establish a marriage alliance and instead made enemies. You've ruined my plans and wasted all my efforts!" Sima Fei thought to himself, if this matter were to reach the ears of the Marquis of Earl of Nan'an...

Feeling a surge of anger, he turned his gaze to Kang Dabao, his eyes flashing with malice.

After this incident, will this person stay or not?

Sima Fei was in a state of utter confusion when a thin Daoist priest, his face ashen, rushed forward, seemingly out of nowhere, and asked in a deep voice, "Sima Fei, where is the bride!"

Sima Fei was momentarily at a loss for words. Instead, he gestured towards the maids beside the brocade tent, and after a few cries, they instantly turned into blood and flesh in front of Kang Dabao.

"They're all useless, they can't even keep an eye on one person!"

Kang Dabao, still smiling, was taken aback but didn't rush to turn around and face the guests.

He hurriedly scooped up the little sparrow, who was still oblivious and kept saying "Congratulations!", and put it into his sleeve.

"Sima Fei, where is the bride!" The Daoist Black Shoes didn't even glance at the dead maids, and continued to ask in a deep voice.

Meanwhile, the Double Brightness disciples on the side were in complete chaos.

Zhou Yixiu looked anxious, scratching his head and ears, at a loss; Jiang Qing Yuan Jin wanted to go forward together to demand an explanation from the Fei Household around them, but Pei Yi and He Dezong stopped them firmly; several junior members either clenched their fists like Pei Xie to suppress their voices, feeling indignant, or like Kang Rongquan, wiped away tears with their new clothes with a sad expression.

The fact that there was no bride on the day of the sect leader's wedding is a farce that Chongming Sect has made today. It's not just a matter of ruining its reputation of the past two hundred years; it's likely to be a story that will be told for decades in Cloud Horn Prefecture.

"What business is it of yours, you pig or dog?!" Sima Fei was enraged and embarrassed. Faced with the Daoist Black Shoes's questioning, he could only shout and strike out with his palm.

This move was executed without reservation; it was Sima Fei's "Great Alligator Pushes the Mountain," which had shone brightly in the battle of the Five Aspects Sect. Its momentum was terrifying yet its power was restrained, causing all the guests with a discerning eye in the audience to tremble with fear.

The Daoist Black Shoes showed no fear. He took half a step forward, creating a wind wall in front of him, completely blocking Sima Fei's angry palm strike without even letting out a ripple.

"Hiss, this Daoist's methods are incredibly powerful!" A Foundation Establishment True Cultivator among the seat lost his composure, gasped in shock, and stood up abruptly.

It has been quite a few years since the Earl of Earl of Nan'an settled in Cloud Horn Prefecture. The local Foundation Establishment True Cultivator have long known that Sima Fei was a capable advisor that the Earl of Nan'an obtained from the Ying Prefecture Fei Household Earl of Nan'an. He had already reached the peak of Foundation Establishment Perfection many years ago, and it is said that he is on track to reach the Golden Core stage.

These experienced cultivators from the capital region are already far more powerful than their counterparts from Cloud Horn Prefecture. Among the Foundation Establishment True Cultivator, let alone being able to silently neutralize Sima Fei's angry attack on their own, even if two or three of them joined forces, it would be difficult to say whether they could block it together.

This can be proven by the last leader of the Five Aspects Sect, who was killed on the spot after being struck by Sima Fei.

The red crown he wore on his head is still in the Storage Bag of Sect Leader Kang Da, and he hasn't been able to sell it yet.

This previously unknown Daoist Black Shoes was clearly a formidable character, causing his fellow practitioners, who had initially thought he had simply achieved his Foundation Establishment by chance, to begin to take him seriously.

"To possess such abilities at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage, one must at least have Golden Leaf Dao Foundation. What good fortune!" Sima Fei's anger subsided slightly. He was surprised that such a celestial seedling could grow in such a remote place. Even someone as knowledgeable as him could not help but show some surprise in his eyes.

"My senior uncle has reached the Foundation Establishment? When did that happen?"

"Then our Hemu Dao has also become Foundation Establishment sect. Our ancestor is truly watching over us from heaven."

"The patriarch was only at the Sixth Layer of Qi Refining before he died, so what power did he have to manifest miracles?"

"That guy in Black Shoes is pretty good at hiding his true colors."

"Watch your mouth, you should call me Senior Black Shoes now. Haha, a Foundation Establishment Foundation Establishment not even sixty years old, those old guys Chen Ye must be green with envy! Haha, sob sob, the Heavenly Dao are so unfair, a Foundation Establishment not even sixty years old! When will I ever reach that level?"

A murmur of discussion arose around him. The Daoist Black Shoes felt a constant buzzing in his ears, his face flushed a deep red with anger, his hair and beard stood on end, and he was furious beyond control.

"Your Fei Household has gone too far!" The Daoist Black Shoes flashed with a fierce light, and he Chongming Sect leader of Chongming Sect before his death. "Brother, your Dao Path is long and arduous, but I have only traveled halfway. My only concern after my death is for my two or three unworthy disciples. I hope you can take care of them."

"What can I do to you!" Sima Fei retorted, his temper rising. "So what if I'm at the Golden Leaf Dao Foundation? If I haven't even reached the False Core or Golden Core stage, what do I have to fear!"

Having thought it through, he flicked his sleeve, revealing a brass hand halberd. The Daoist Black Shoes showed no fear, appearing ready to fight Sima Fei to the death.

This surprised Sima Fei, who stopped what he was doing, thinking to himself, "I heard this is just a follower of an old friend of yours, why would he go to such lengths?"

"Could he be this Daoist's illegitimate son? But it doesn't seem like it. This Daoist is just slovenly, but his features are quite handsome. He doesn't seem like Kang Dabao's father." Sima Fei was thinking to himself when he saw that the main hall of the great celebration was about to be transformed into a martial arts arena in an instant.

Just as the guests inside were about to clasp their hands and watch the play, they heard Fei Household, who was standing at the very edge, shout loudly, his voice trembling.

"Cadre Commandant, General of the Vanguard, Earl of Nan'an, holding the imperial insignia for the military and civilian affairs of the four prefectures of Feng, Ding, Pu, and Yun, Duke Kuang arrives—"

"Oh no!" Sima Fei thought to himself, realizing the situation was dire. He had only mentioned it to his superior, but this person had actually come. Now, with everything in such chaos, how was he supposed to receive such an important guest?

Moreover, strictly speaking, today's events have ruined all of Lord Bo's hard work. Seeing Kuang Liuting arrive in person, the Daoist Black Shoes retreated into the crowd, coldly watching how Sima Fei would handle the situation.

Welcome, Your Excellency.

A slender Daoist priest arrived from afar on colorful clouds, a smile on his face. Amidst the cheers and shouts of the crowd in the hall, he gently floated down.

"Congratulations, Sima Fei." Kuang Liuting put down the congratulatory gift in his hand, his smile unchanged, and bowed to offer his congratulations.

At this moment, Sima Fei's arrogance vanished. He hurriedly put away his halberd, repeatedly saying he dared not accept it, and welcomed him to the seat of honor.

"I dare not lie to you, Lord," Sima Fei mustered his courage and was about to speak when Kuang Liuting raised his hand to interrupt him, "Summon the groom first. I wish to see him and offer my congratulations in person."

The air froze. The anger on the faces of the Chongming Sect members intensified, while the Fei Household were filled with unease, each sighing deeply. The guests, on the other hand, stared intently at the large, fat figure standing before the brocade tent, all reluctant to look away.

"Kang Dabao, the Lord has summoned you, why don't you come and pay your respects!" Sima Fei had no choice but to Dantian his strength and roar at the brocade tent.

Before the effects of the Smiling Face Pill could wear off, Kang Dabao trembled from the shout, but he had no choice but to turn around with a smile on his face.

"Puff."

"Haha, he's still laughing."

"How can you laugh without any shame!"

"Zhang Yuandao would probably crawl out of his coffin and whip this unworthy descendant to death."

Kang Dabao felt as if he were walking on knives. He hadn't done anything wrong, but he could only lower his head and walk into the hall.

The surrounding laughter and mockery seemed to pierce Kang Dabao's heart like thorns, tangling with the thin sword of shame, scraping his thin walls until they bled profusely.

"I am no longer fit to be the restorer of the Chongming Sect. The Chongming Sect should not have such a disgraceful sect leader as me."

"Junior Kang Dabao pays respects to Lord Lord." Kang Dabao finally couldn't hold back his tears, his eyes seemingly brimming with tears, yet he wore a smile as he bowed deeply to Kuang Liuting, who was seated as the guest of honor.

"No need for formalities. I am merely an ordinary guest here for the wedding banquet. How could I accept such a grand gesture from the groom? I have heard of the magistrate Kang's reputation for leading the charge in the Battle of the Five Aspects Sect. I deeply admire those who have rendered meritorious service to the country. On this auspicious occasion of the magistrate's wedding, I offer this gift as a token of my appreciation." Kuang Liuting's gentle words reached my ears, and he handed over a warm jade brocade box.

"Thank you, Uncle Xie." Kang Dabao accepted the gift with both hands, without even looking at it, and put it in his bag, waiting quietly for instructions.

At this moment, sweat beaded on Sima Fei's forehead. He glared fiercely at his younger cousin beside him, who was now trembling with fear.

"Serves her right! What's there to be reluctant about a concubine's daughter! Are you happy now? Who knows how many lives the Fei Household will have to risk to get out today!"

"Alright, it's time to welcome the bride." After presenting the brocade box, Kuang Liuting lifted Kang Dabao up with one hand, causing everyone present to be stunned.

"Lord." Sima Fei's words were interrupted again by Kuang Liuting raising his hand. The Daoist Black Shoes stepped forward to speak, but Kuang Liuting's eyes showed a hint of appreciation, and he only nodded without saying a word.

He patted Kang Dabao on the shoulder affectionately and said gently, "Just listen to me, go."

Kang Dabao naturally obeyed, slowly turned around and walked over. He had already walked this path between the main hall and the brocade tent three times today.

The surrounding chatter finally subsided, but many eyes remained fixed on Kang Dabao, as if a giant mountain was pressing down on his back.

The golden Ruyi had just been placed back on the jade plate, was still warm. Kang Dabao came to the brocade curtain, took a deep breath, and then skillfully lifted the gauze curtain.

"There's someone here." Kang Dabao was startled and saw that the previously empty wedding stool was now occupied by a graceful woman.

Dressed in a ceremonial gown adorned with floral hairpins, and without any makeup, she resembled a lotus flower emerging from the water after the rain.

Her beautiful figure was curvaceous, but the dress seemed ill-fitting, her breasts bulging out with her ample bosom, which was quite aesthetically pleasing.

A phoenix crown with tassels adorned her delicate features, making her even more radiant and beautiful, like a peach blossom in full bloom.

Kang Dabao had no interest in appreciating it at the moment. He glanced at it blankly, then reached out and grabbed the sleeve of the man's wrist.

A pretty blush appeared on the other person's fair face. Like a startled little rabbit, she instinctively pulled her hand back.

Kang Dabao was stunned for a moment, then stopped moving and speaking, just standing there blankly, staring.

Silence fell over the brocade tent for a moment, except for the sparrow that, taking advantage of Kang Dabao's dazed state, darted out from his sleeve and innocently said, "Congratulations, congratulations, young master and young lady!"

"Is this my husband/wife?"

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