Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Just then, a grand musical sound suddenly resounded throughout the world.

The music was not from string and wind instruments, but seemed to come from the depths of the void, mixed with the sounds of wind and thunder, the sound of burning flames, and the sound of flowing water, magnificent and splendid, penetrating straight to the soul.

All the guests involuntarily looked up.

In the center of Kunming Pool, above the largest lotus platform, ripples appeared in the air.

A blazing, illusory sun and a cool, luminous moon appeared simultaneously, shining together and reflecting each other.

Sunlight and moonlight intertwine to form a dazzling bridge of light that spans the sky.

"The auspicious time has come!"

An ancient and deep voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth, containing immense majesty and overwhelming all the noise.

The master of ceremonies was personally officiated by the Grand Elder of the Zhu Rong clan, an old monster at the third level of the Primordial Spirit realm.

As soon as he finished speaking, a deafening roar suddenly came from the eastern horizon!
The roar was like that of a wolf or a beast, fierce and domineering, as if it could tear the sky apart.

Immediately afterwards, a dark blue-green cloud rolled in from the east, obscuring a large portion of the sky. Upon closer inspection, it was not a cloud at all, but three thousand giant wolves, entirely dark blue-green in color and with wings sprouting from their ribs!

Each giant wolf was as big as an elephant, with exposed tusks, green eyes, and a blue whirlwind around its body. On the back of each wolf rode a knight wearing blue-black armor and holding a long halberd, exuding a sinister aura and a murderous aura.

"It's the Cao family's three thousand Kui Mulang cavalry!"

The knowledgeable monks gasped in surprise.

Three thousand wolf riders lined up in formation across the sky, their chilling aura sweeping in all directions. From within that wolf rider formation, eighty-one bronze chariots rumbled out.

The chariots were ancient in design, cast in bronze, and engraved with star totems. They were pulled by four ferocious bronze beasts. Several Cao family cultivators stood on each chariot, their auras powerful, and the least powerful among them were at the Refinement Realm.

At the center of the eighty-one palanquins was the largest and most magnificent jade palanquin.

The jade carriage was carved entirely from green jade, inlaid with gold and jewels, and pulled by a nine-headed, silver-white mythical beast with a single horn on each head. A beaded curtain hung down from the carriage, and a tall figure could be vaguely seen behind it.

On both sides of the jade carriage, hundreds of colorful maids danced in the air, carrying flower baskets and constantly scattering colorful petals.

Those petals were no ordinary objects, but spiritual beings. They transformed into a dazzling rain of flowers in the air, stretching for hundreds of miles and painting the entire sky with magnificent colors.

"The Cao family has really gone all out!" someone exclaimed.

With his keen eyesight, Wu Tian could see the figure inside the jade carriage.

This person seems to have deliberately concealed their protective aura today, making it possible to see their appearance.

He was a young man dressed in a dark blue brocade robe and wearing a star-studded crown.

With a handsome face, sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin, pale lips, he sat upright in the carriage, his figure as straight as a pine tree, with faint starlight flowing around him, and his aura as vast as the sea. He was clearly a Primordial Spirit True Person.

It was none other than Cao Xuande, the heir of the Cao family and today's groom.

Cao Xuande's gaze was calm as he looked through the beaded curtain at the center of Kunming Pool, his eyes devoid of sorrow or joy, as if this grand wedding banquet had nothing to do with him.

Three thousand wolf riders, eighty-one imperial carriages, and a hundred miles of red bridal procession, in a grand procession, finally came to a stop in the sky above the east side of Kunming Pool.

Before long, Cao Xuande got up and stepped out of the jade carriage.

His attire today was extremely formal. Over his dark blue brocade robe, he wore a deep purple cloak embroidered with the Kui Mulang constellation. The cloak was decorated with the Twenty-Eight Mansions constellation in gold thread, with the Kui Mulang constellation prominently displayed.

The star crown he wore had a blue jewel set in the center, and the jewel seemed to have nebulae flowing inside, exuding an ancient and majestic aura.

He stood in mid-air, his gaze sweeping over the guests on the lotus platform below. He nodded slightly in greeting and then looked away, turning his attention to the depths of Kunming Pool.

That place was the core forbidden area of ​​the Zhurong clan, the Chongming Palace.

Just as Cao Xuande appeared, a scorching, oppressive force that seemed to scorch the heavens and boil the seas suddenly erupted from the direction of Chongming Palace.

The entire sky was dyed a reddish-gold color.

Countless flames emerged from the void, converging into a wide fiery avenue that stretched from Chongming Palace all the way to the central lotus platform.

On both sides of the Flaming Avenue, countless Zhu Rong clan guards, clad in crimson armor and wielding flaming halberds, appeared out of thin air, standing in neat rows. Furthermore, phantom images of divine birds such as phoenixes, vermilion birds, and golden crows, formed from flames, circled and danced in the sky above the Flaming Avenue, emitting clear and melodious cries.

Finally, a figure slowly walked out from the end of the Flame Avenue.

With each step she took, a crimson-gold lotus platform appeared beneath her feet. Flames formed a long, trailing skirt behind her, stretching for several feet, like the tail feathers of a phoenix.

As she approached, everyone could finally see what she looked like.

She was a woman who looked to be no more than twenty years old, with an exquisite beauty that defied description. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains shrouded in mist, her eyes were as bright as morning stars, her nose was straight and elegant, and her lips were a deep red.

But what is most awe-inspiring is the vast aura emanating from her, a sense of absolute dominance and control over the flames.

She wore a wedding dress, but it was not the usual phoenix coronet and embroidered robe.

The wedding dress was entirely crimson, embroidered with a golden phoenix totem. The phoenix spread its wings, as if it might burst out of the dress at any moment and soar into the heavens. A layer of light, misty golden gauze covered the dress, reflecting countless rays of light in the firelight.

She wore a crown adorned with the sun and moon, with twelve strings of red jade beads hanging in front of it. Behind the beads, her stunningly beautiful face was partially obscured, adding to her mystery and majesty.

Her black hair was not all tied up; most of it cascaded down her back like a waterfall, adorned with nine gold hairpins with phoenix heads, each hairpin holding a tassel that swayed gently in the wind.

She walked barefoot, step by step, onto the flaming lotus platform.

With each step, the fire spirits of heaven and earth cheered and jumped for joy; with each step, the waters of Kunming Pool shimmered with golden light.

She was none other than Lady Zhurong, the current head of the Zhurong clan and a powerful immortal who had dominated the southern border for hundreds of years!
Behind her followed twelve beautiful maids dressed in crimson palace attire, each carrying a treasure box, a jade ruyi, and other items, and all of them possessed an aura above the Dao Embryo Realm.

Lady Zhurong stopped above the central lotus platform.

She looked calmly at Cao Xuande, and Cao Xuande looked back at her.

One was a wandering immortal who wielded flames, and the other was the heir of the Cao family, a descendant of the Kui Mu Star Lord. At this moment, their eyes met under the gaze of thousands of guests.

There was no shyness or joy typical of newlyweds; instead, there was only calm and indifference.

"The auspicious time has arrived, newlyweds, please pay your respects!"

The Grand Elder's voice rang out again.

Lady Zhurong and Cao Xuande stepped forward at the same time and landed on the largest lotus platform in the center.

An incense table had already been set up in the center of the lotus platform.

The incense table is not made of ordinary wood, but carved from a ten-thousand-year-old paulownia tree, and covered with red gold brocade.

On the table were sacrificial offerings such as three kinds of animals and five kinds of grains, a precious mirror of the sun and moon, and a jade disc with dragon and phoenix designs. There was also a giant bronze tripod with three legs, from which incense smoke curled upwards to the heavens.

The Grand Elder stepped forward personally and said loudly:
"Today, Zhu Rong Hongyu, the thirty-seventh generation patriarch of the Zhu Rong clan, and Cao Xuande, the heir of the Cao family of Tianshui, are united in marriage and will jointly witness the Great Dao!"

"May Heaven bear witness!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed to the sky.

Boom!

Thunder roared from the heavens!
Countless golden bolts of lightning weaved through the clouds, forming a lightning net that covered the sky, radiating immense divine power.

"May the sun and moon be our matchmakers!"

The elder pointed again.

The illusory images of the sun and moon suspended above the lotus platform suddenly shone brightly, their light intertwining to form a dazzling pillar that enveloped Lady Zhurong and Cao Xuande. Within the pillar, the essence of the sun and moon poured down, merging into their bodies.

At this moment, all the guests held their breath, witnessing this once-in-a-century celestial wedding.

Lady Zhurong and Cao Xuande stood side by side in front of the incense table, raising their hands simultaneously to condense incense with their magic and insert it into the incense burner.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

The two turned around and bowed deeply to the heavens, the sun and moon, and Kunming Lake.

This bow shook heaven and earth, made the sun and moon shine brightly, and caused the Kunming Pool to ripple with waves thousands of feet high.

"Second bow to our ancestors!"

The two faced the direction of Chongming Palace and bowed again.

Deep within Chongming Palace, an ancient and desolate hum echoed, as if the spirits of Zhu Rong's ancestors were responding.

"Couple greetings!"

Lady Zhurong and Cao Xuande stood facing each other, bowing to one another.

The moment they bowed to each other, an illusory figure appeared above their heads.

Above Lady Zhurong's head was a majestic phantom of an ancient god riding a fire dragon, its divine might as powerful as a prison. It was clearly a manifestation of the true essence of Zhurong, the ancient fire god and the source of the Zhurong clan's bloodline.

Above Cao Xuande's head was the phantom of a giant wolf howling at the sky. The wolf's eyes were sparkling with starlight, and its body was surrounded by the Twenty-Eight Mansions constellation, which was the Dharma image of Kui Mu Xingjun.

The two illusory figures stared at each other in the void, then slowly merged, transforming into a pillar of light interwoven with crimson and blue, soaring into the sky and disappearing into the clouds.

"The ceremony is complete!"

The elder's voice, filled with excitement, resounded through the heavens.

boom!
Grand celestial music suddenly resounded throughout the world, and countless celestial flowers emerged from the void, fluttering down in all directions.

Those small flowers were all transformed from rare and precious treasures. When they fell on the body, they turned into pure spiritual energy and merged into the body.

In Kunming Pool, thousands of golden lotuses bloom simultaneously, their fragrance spreading for miles.

The guards on both sides of the Flaming Avenue shouted in unison, "Congratulations on your wedding, Madam!"

Three thousand wolf riders simultaneously raised their long spears and roared deafeningly: "Congratulations on the marriage of the young master!"

All the guests on the lotus platform, regardless of their inner thoughts, rose at this moment and offered their congratulations in unison:

"May Lady Zhurong and Prince Cao be forever united in heart and mind, and together attain the Great Dao!"

The sound waves surged like a tide, sweeping across the heavens and earth.

Lady Zhurong and Cao Xuande stood hand in hand, receiving the congratulations of the masses.

Her face behind the beaded curtain remained calm, though a fleeting, complex emotion flashed in her eyes, too quick to be noticed. Cao Xuande, on the other hand, wore a perfectly measured smile and politely greeted everyone in all directions.

With the ceremony complete, the celestial banquet officially began.

On each lotus platform, delicacies and fine wines appeared automatically, maids moved about, and melodious music filled the air. The monks toasted each other, chatted and laughed, and the atmosphere was lively.

However, Wu Tian noticed that Lady Zhurong and Cao Xuande only lingered briefly on the central lotus platform, accepted toasts from several important guests, and then left together, returning to Chongming Palace.

The wedding banquet lasted for about an hour.

Just as the wine had been drunk and the atmosphere was in full swing, an old man dressed in a red robe and exuding a deep aura quietly arrived in front of the Lu family's lotus platform.

He bowed slightly to Lu Nanxi, who was seated at the head of the table, and said in a low but clear voice, "Where is the Lu family patriarch? Madam requests your presence."

Lu Nanxi felt a chill run down her spine, knowing that what was bound to happen had finally arrived.

She stood up, straightened her robes, and then said to the old man, "My ancestor received an urgent letter last night and left in haste, instructing me to attend the wedding banquet in his place."

Upon hearing this, the old man frowned slightly and said, "If that's the case, please wait a moment while I need to consult with Madam."

He left in a hurry, leaving the Lu family disciples looking at each other in bewilderment, all feeling somewhat flustered.

Lu Nanxi remained silent, simply sitting with her eyes closed.

About fifteen minutes later, the old man returned and said, "Since the Lu family patriarch is not here, I would like to ask the person in charge to come with me."

“That’s only right.” Lu Nanxi nodded and stood up.

Wu Tian naturally followed behind.

The old man said, "Only the person in charge should go. The others should wait. We will make arrangements for them."

Wu Tian and Lu Nanxi exchanged a glance, unable to communicate any further, and could only stop walking.

Lu Nanxi nodded slightly to him, then followed the old man away from the lotus platform, transforming into a stream of light and flying towards the majestic Chongming Palace deep within Kunming Pool.

Meanwhile, on other lotus platforms, the Nascent Soul True Persons of various powerful families also left their seats one after another.

Wu Tian was somewhat worried, but at this point, he was under someone else's roof and didn't have any better options.

Before long, a maid came to lead the way and took them back to Qiyun Water Pavilion.

……

The celestial music and clamor of the wedding banquet were gradually left behind as the maids led Wu Tian and his entourage through the waterside pavilions and corridors back to Qiyun Villa.

The atmosphere was so heavy that it was almost palpable.

Lu Nanxi was taken away alone, and the other Nascent Soul True Persons on the lotus platforms also left their seats one after another and were invited to Chongming Palace. However, their own ancestor, True Person Yuyang, was nowhere to be seen. An invisible pressure enveloped everyone's heart.

Upon entering the quiet hall of the villa, the composure he had been maintaining began to crumble.

Especially the two concubines beside Patriarch Yuyang, who had been somewhat restrained when Lu Nanxi was around, could no longer hold back now.

The two concubines were named Yu'e and Yu Luan.

Yu'e was born with skin as white as snow and a plump and alluring figure, especially her breasts, which made her crimson embroidered gold crabapple-patterned dress stretch taut and reveal her deep cleavage.

Yu Luan was slender and graceful, dressed in a light cherry-colored soft silk skirt, looking pitiful. At this moment, she was also frowning, looking flustered.

As soon as everyone stood still, Yu'e whispered to Yu Luan in her delicate yet clearly audible voice, "Sister, I'm so anxious... Tell me, where did the Ancestor go?"

"This is Lady Zhurong's wedding, surely she should have shown up by now? The ceremony is over, the banquet is almost over, and she's still nowhere to be seen..."

As she spoke, she pressed a handkerchief to her chest, as if she couldn't breathe.

Yu Luan's voice trembled: "Sister, please don't say anymore, I'm scared too... The Ancestor left in such a hurry last night, what news could be more important than attending the ceremony?"

“Miss Nanxi said that the Ancestor instructed her to act as his successor, but… but why didn’t the Ancestor even tell us? Is there… something that Miss Nanxi is unwilling to tell us?”

She deliberately mumbled the words "it's inconvenient to say," leaving room for interpretation.

These words are like cold water being poured into a hot oil pan.

The four Lu family stewards, already uneasy, immediately changed their expressions, exchanging glances and whispering among themselves. (End of Chapter)