As a dignified max-level Celestial Master, who am I supposed to explain this to?

Han Xuan was unaware that while he was fighting the Zombie King in the deep mountains of western Hunan, the world was in chaos.

Inside the main hall of the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain, a conversation about his life's most important matter was taking place.

Zhang Qingyuan sat in the main seat, holding a cup of tea in his hand, his expression very subtle.

It's an expression that says, "I know something you don't, and it's going to be really interesting."

The three elders sat on either side. The second elder, Lin Shouzhen, was flipping through a yellowed ancient book, the third elder, Zhou Tieshan, was resting with his eyes closed, and the fifth elder, Qian Guangjin, was secretly eating melon seeds.

The atmosphere seemed ordinary, but there was an inexplicable eeriness in the air.

"Senior brother."

Lin Shouzhen looked up, placed the ancient book on the table, and asked, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Zhang Qingyuan took a sip of tea: "Is there a problem?"

"This is a big problem."

Lin Shouzhen pointed to a line of text on the ancient book, "It is true that this marriage was arranged twenty years ago, but Han Xuan was not yet born at that time, and Xia's daughter was still in her mother's womb."

"In this day and age, arranged marriages from infancy are still quite common..."

He paused, carefully considering his words.

"Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

Zhang Qingyuan put down his teacup and said slowly:

"Shouzheng, you're wrong about that. When have we at Longhu Mountain ever cared about 'appropriateness' in our work?"

Lin Shouzhen opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't refute it.

"But……"

He turned to another page of the ancient book. "When Grandpa Xia arranged this marriage, he said that if Han Xuan could inherit the Celestial Master lineage, he would give his granddaughter to him in marriage."

"Han Xuan wasn't even born then. Old Master Xia only said that because of you. Now Han Xuan has indeed become successful, but the condition of 'inheriting the Celestial Masters lineage'..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone present understood.

Inheriting the Celestial Masters lineage means that Han Xuan wanted to become the Celestial Master.

The position of Celestial Master has never been one that can be held simply by having high talent.

Zhang Qingyuan was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled.

"Shouzheng, what do you think of Han Xuan?"

Lin Shouzhen was taken aback: "What? How?"

"Character, temperament, and self-cultivation—all aspects."

Lin Shouzhen thought about it carefully for a moment, then slowly spoke:

"His cultivation is beyond question; he's a genius that comes along only once in a millennium. His character... although this kid is usually carefree and easygoing, he's never ambiguous when it comes to important matters. As for his temperament..."

He hesitated for a moment.

"To be honest, I can't quite figure him out. He has the vigor that an eighteen-year-old should have, but he also has a kind of... composure that shouldn't belong to a young person. Sometimes the way he looks at people is like that of an old man who has lived for seventy or eighty years."

Zhang Qingyuan's lips twitched slightly, but he didn't respond to the question.

That's it.

He picked up his teacup. "His character is impeccable, his cultivation is impeccable, and his temperament is impeccable. As for the position of Celestial Master..."

He took a sip of tea, speaking in a flat tone as if he were talking about the weather today.

"I'm not dead yet, what's the rush?"

The three elders exchanged a glance and then fell silent.

Zhang Qingyuan put down his teacup, took out a letter from his sleeve, and handed it to Lin Shouzhen.

"This is what I received yesterday, written by Grandpa Xia. He said his health is deteriorating and he wants to finalize this marriage before he passes away. The Xia family's daughter is eighteen this year and will soon graduate from university. If we don't propose marriage soon, she'll be snatched up by someone else."

Lin Shouzhen took the letter, glanced at it, and a "I knew it" expression appeared on his face.

"So, what you mean, senior brother, is..."

"What I mean is, this marriage should take place."

Zhang Qingyuan stood up, walked to the window, and looked at Longhu Mountain outside. "Han Xuan is currently dealing with the Zombie King in Xiangxi. I'll talk to him when he gets back."

He paused, then suddenly turned back to look at the three elders, a mischievous smile spreading across his face.

"What do you think that guy's expression will be when he finds out he has a fiancée?"

Lin Shouzhen thought about Han Xuan's usual fearless demeanor, and then about his expression when he found out he had a fiancée he had never met, and couldn't help but laugh.

"It should be... very exciting."

Zhou Tieshan opened his eyes and said expressionlessly:

"I don't know if it's exciting or not, but I remember that girl from the Xia family came to Longhu Mountain once ten years ago. She was only eight years old then, and she chased Han Xuan all over the mountain, scaring him so much that he climbed up a tree."

Qian Guangjin stopped eating his melon seeds, his eyes lighting up: "Is that so?"

"have."

Zhou Tieshan's lips curled up slightly, a rare occurrence. "Han Xuan stayed in the tree for two hours, and I had to carry him down in the end. From then on, he would avoid the Xia family girl whenever he saw her."

The main hall was silent for a second.

Then Qian Guangjin burst out laughing, scattering melon seeds all over the floor.

Lin Shouzhen covered his mouth, his shoulders twitching.

Even Zhou Tieshan, who was usually expressionless, had a slight smile on his face.

Standing by the window, Zhang Qingyuan listened to the laughter of the three elders and couldn't help but laugh himself.

After laughing, he suddenly remembered something and pulled out another piece of paper from his sleeve.

It was a yellowed marriage certificate, red paper with black characters, on which it read:

"Zhang Qingyuan of the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain and Xia Yuanshan, the head of the Xia family, have become husband and wife. Han Xuan and Xia Zhiwei are a match made in heaven, and their hearts will be forever united."

Below the marriage certificate are the official seals of the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain and the Xia family's seal.

Zhang Qingyuan looked at the marriage certificate, his gaze becoming distant.

Twenty years ago, Xia Yuanshan was a vigorous and energetic man, whose skills were renowned in the martial arts world.

At that time, Han Xuan had not yet been born, and Xia Zhiwei was still in her mother's womb.

Xia Yuanshan was seriously injured during an exorcism and was on the verge of death. Zhang Qingyuan traveled a long distance to save him using the secret techniques of Longhu Mountain.

Xia Yuanshan was so grateful that he immediately offered to marry his unborn granddaughter to Zhang Qingyuan's disciple.

Zhang Qingyuan had no disciples at the time, so he casually said:

"Once I take on an apprentice, I'll finalize this marriage."

Later, Han Xuan was born and sent to Longhu Mountain, where Zhang Qingyuan accepted him as a disciple.

Xia Yuanshan, as expected, did not forget the promise he made years ago and immediately sent over the marriage certificate.

Twenty years have passed, and Xia Yuanshan has grown old, his health deteriorating year by year.

He wanted to see his granddaughter find a good home before he passed away, which is why he wrote the letter to urge her to marry.

Zhang Qingyuan folded the marriage certificate and put it back into his sleeve.

"When Han Xuan comes back," he muttered to himself, "it's time to let him meet his fiancée."

……

Western Hunan, deep in the mountains.

Han Xuan was unaware of what was happening on Mount Longhu.

He was standing on a wrecked open ground, the golden lightning around him slowly fading, and a crater tens of feet in diameter had been blasted into the ground beneath his feet.

The three-headed zombie king lay on the edge of the pit, one of which was completely carbonized, while the other two were emitting black smoke and struggling to get up, but each attempt ended in failure.

The three Longhu Mountain disciples slumped down by the pit, their expressions shifting from initial shock to numbness.

"Senior brother..."

The youngest Taoist priest tugged at the youngest priest's sleeve, his voice ethereal, "Am I dreaming?"

The young Taoist priest did not answer.

His mouth hadn't closed since the beginning, and his jaw was so sore it felt like it was about to dislocate, but he just couldn't close it.

Because the scene before us was too outrageous.

Three-headed Zombie King. A Zombie King of the Golden Armor level.

There are very few people in the entire cultivation world who can take on a single opponent.

This young man, who looked to be under twenty, single-handedly took down three opponents in five minutes.

It wasn't a "bare defeat," it was a "crushing defeat."

When the first zombie king charged at him, the young man smashed its head with a single punch.

The second zombie king attacked from behind. Without even turning his head, he used a Heavenly Thunder Technique to blast it into the mountain wall, embedding it three inches deep.

Seeing that the third zombie king was in trouble, he tried to run away. He chased after it and kicked it in the back, knocking it down from mid-air and creating a crater more than ten feet deep on the ground.

Then he stood at the edge of the pit, looking down at the struggling zombie king at the bottom, and said something that everyone present would never forget:

"Why are you running? I only used 30% of my strength in that punch."

I only used 30% of my strength.

Thirty percent of his strength blew the head off a golden-armored corpse.

What does 100% power mean?

No one dared to think about it.