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The Pangu Temple has been decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers these past few days, and the ground has been trampled down to three inches.

It's nothing else, Lin Xuan is getting married again.

This time, she married the head steward of the Jie Sect, the Holy Mother of Wudang.

The one who reacted most strongly to this matter was none other than the Tongtian Sect Leader. This sage was currently sitting in the main seat of the Pangu Hall, holding the thigh of some unknown demon beast in his hand, eating with gusto and muttering incoherently as he ate.

"What a loss! This time, we've really lost everything!" Tongtian slammed his wine cup on the table, making the plates bounce around. "I only have four direct disciples, and now, three of them have been lured away by you, brat! That fatso Duobao is useless; all he does is refine weapons and count money. Who's going to manage this sect now? Am I, as their master, supposed to sweep the floors myself?"

Lin Xuan, dressed in a bright red wedding robe, held a wine pot in his hand and cheerfully filled Tongtian's cup.

"Brother, you're being too polite. Wudang marrying into our family will strengthen our ties. Besides, she'll be our ambassador to the Wu tribe. If your Jie Sect needs anything, just have her take it from my storeroom. Would I stop her?"

Upon hearing this, Tongtian's eyes immediately lit up. He stopped complaining, picked up his wine cup, and downed it in one gulp: "You said it yourself! Don't worry about it later!"

"When have I, Lin Xuan, ever been stingy?" Lin Xuan patted his chest and assured him.

Although he said that, Lin Xuan knew in his heart that Tongtian was actually happy. Wudang had suffered injustice in the Jie Sect, and Tongtian was more gratified than anyone else that he could have a good ending.

The auspicious time has arrived.

Without those elaborate formalities, the main focus of the Wu tribe's wedding is a lively celebration.

The Holy Mother of Wudang wore a wedding dress woven from blue phoenix feathers, and on her head was the Wind-Fixing Pearl given to her by Lin Xuan—this pearl was cleverly inlaid on the phoenix crown, with light blue tassels hanging down, covering her blushing face.

With Yunxiao and Jinling's support, she walked step by step into the main hall.

Normally, Wu Dang always keeps her head down and hides behind the crowd. But today, she is the protagonist.

All eyes were on her. Those gazes held no scrutiny, no doubt, only blessings and amazement.

"So this is how beautiful Junior Sister Wudang looks when she's dressed up," Zhao Gongming muttered to himself.

Lin Xuan stepped forward and took Wu Dang's hand.

Her hands were cold and trembling slightly.

"Don't be afraid." Lin Xuan squeezed her hand and said in a low voice, "From now on, this is your home. If anyone dares to give you a hard time, I'll make Xing Tian dance in front of their house."

Wu Dang chuckled, his tension dissipating considerably.

After the formalities were completed, the next step was to escort them to the bridal chamber… that was the custom for mortals. In the world of cultivation, especially for Lin Xuan, there was an extra element—a surprise.

"Wife, come with me."

Lin Xuan, holding Wu Dang's hand, did not head towards the back hall. Instead, he flew up and arrived above the clouds above the Pangu Hall.

As night fell, the vast starry sky shone exceptionally brightly.

"Take me to see the stars?" Wu Dang asked, somewhat puzzled. She was proficient in formations and was no stranger to celestial phenomena. She had been looking at the starry sky for tens of thousands of years and was already tired of it.

"What's so interesting about stars? Look at this."

Lin Xuan snapped his fingers.

"Charge!"

At his command, Lin Tian, ​​Lin Yang, Lin Long, and the other mischievous kids who had been lying in ambush all around immediately sprang into action.

"Roger that! Ignite it!" Lin Yang shouted excitedly, conjuring a huge fireball in his hand and throwing it towards a formation node in mid-air.

boom!

The once pitch-black night sky was suddenly illuminated by a dazzling light.

But the light did not dissipate; instead, it rapidly spread along some mysterious trajectory. Then, a second, a third…

In the blink of an eye, millions of streaks of light intertwined in the air, outlining an extremely grand array.

That is—the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation!

But this is not the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation used to kill people.

Those streaks of light were neither sword energy nor magical artifacts, but rather colorful fireworks and beams of spiritual energy.

"This is..." Wu Dang's eyes widened, and he covered his mouth.

As a disciple of the Jie Sect, she was all too familiar with the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation. It was the Jie Sect's supreme formation, representing slaughter and majesty.

But in Lin Xuan's hands, this murderous formation was transformed into a grand fireworks show.

Every "star" was exploding, creating all sorts of patterns. There were little rabbits, little turtles, and even two little people kissing...

"This is a modified version of Brother Tongtian's array diagram." Lin Xuan hugged Wudang's waist from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder. "I know you like studying arrays, but you used to study arrays to kill enemies and protect the Jie Sect. Today, this array is just for your happiness."

Do you like it?

As Wudang gazed at the dazzling, flowing light filling the sky, tears involuntarily streamed down his face.

No one has ever done these things for her.

Her master gave her the array diagram so she could train her disciples. Her fellow disciples sought her out to discuss array formations in order to improve their cultivation.

Only Lin Xuan transformed this number one killing formation into a flower he gave to her.

"I like it..." Wu Dang turned around, buried her face in Lin Xuan's chest, and choked up, "I like it very much."

Just then, the loud voice of the Tongtian Sect Leader came from below.

"Holy crap! My Myriad Immortals Formation can be used like this?! Lin Xuan, you're a genius! Quick, quick, copy down that formation diagram that's been blown up into a rabbit shape, I'll try it out later!"

That's such a spoilsport.

Lin Xuan rolled his eyes helplessly, but that didn't diminish the warmth of the moment.

"Alright, ignore that drunkard." Lin Xuan picked Wudang up in his arms and said with a wicked grin, "The fireworks are over, it's time to get down to business. I heard you've also studied the Dao of Yin and Yang harmony? Let's discuss it in depth tonight."

Wu Dang's face instantly turned red to the roots of his ears, like a boiled shrimp. He buried his head in Lin Xuan's arms and spoke in a barely audible voice.

"Um……"