The wedding was livestreamed by the sister, revealing his identity as a Taoist priest.

Taiqing Palace, Purple Mansion Elixir Room.

What kind of paper and pen were used for the marriage certificate of the Celestial Master's wedding?

The twelve elders were arguing fiercely.

"It must be written on gold-flecked paper! This is a rule passed down from the Celestial Master; the highest-level documents for the Golden Register rituals cannot be written on anything other than gold-flecked paper!"

"Nonsense! Gold millet paper is used to write scriptures for saving people. Marriage certificates must be written on dragon and phoenix paper, symbolizing good fortune. This was the rule set for the wedding of the seventh Celestial Master!"

"You're all wrong!"

An elderly Taoist priest with the longest beard and hair stood up, leaning on his cane, his voice full of energy.

"For the Celestial Master's wedding, there are three documents in total: the marriage certificate, the betrothal letter, and the petition to Heaven. Each of these documents is something that can reach the ears of Heaven. How could ordinary paper withstand them?"

There was a moment of silence.

"Then what should we use?"

The old Taoist priest slowly sat down, lowering his voice.

"We need to use the 'Taiyi Star Paper'."

The hall fell completely silent.

An elder gasped.

"The Taiyi Star Chart...wasn't that thing lost to time?"

"It hasn't been lost."

The old Taoist priest shook his head.

"Before the Celestial Master ascended to heaven, he entrusted the last thirty-six Taiyi Star Papers to two places for safekeeping. Eighteen of them were in our Taiqing Palace. Fifteen were used, and the remaining three were locked in the Purple Mansion Underground Palace."

"What about the other eighteen?"

"In Longhu Mountain, it is a branch of the Celestial Master's Mansion, under the control of the Qingwei Sect."

The old Taoist stroked his beard, his expression somewhat subtle.

"Those people from the Qingwei Sect guard the nine Taiyi Star Papers as their sect's treasures, and they don't even bother to take them out to air in the sun."

"Where's the pen?"

Master Xuanmo frowned.

"The Taiyi Starry Sky Paper must be paired with an Autumn Hair Thunder Bamboo Brush to be inked; otherwise, its spiritual essence will not be revealed. This brush..."

He paused.

"Also belonging to the Qingwei School."

Chen Shidu remained silent throughout.

He sat on the throne, listening to the elders' debate, his gaze calm.

Master Xuanmo turned to look at him.

"Master, about this matter..."

Chen Shidu stood up.

"Go get it if you need it."

"But what about the Qingwei Sect..."

"I wrote the letter myself."

Chen Shidu walked to the desk and picked up a pen.

The brush touched the paper, three lines of text were written, and the Celestial Master's seal was affixed.

The moment the seal was placed, all the lights in the hall suddenly lit up.

Master Xuanmo accepted the letter with both hands, and without saying a word, turned around and called out to the outside.

"Someone! Prepare the fastest route and send them to the Qingwei Sect on Longhu Mountain!"

The living room of the Shen family villa.

Chen Xiaoyu sat on the sofa, with only a third of her bottom touching it.

There's nothing I can do; this sofa looks expensive, but my butt keeps slipping when I sit on it.

Lin Keke was even more exaggerated, shrinking down next to her like a frightened quail.

"take it easy."

Shen Nianqing's voice was soft.

"I feel right at home here."

Chen Xiaoyu took the teacup, her hand trembling so much that ripples appeared on the water's surface.

My own home?

Her living room is only 18 square meters in total. Even with a sewing machine inside, you still have to walk sideways.

This living room must be at least 180 square meters.

"I……"

Chen Xiaoyu swallowed.

"Sister-in-law... Sister-in-law."

When she uttered that name, she felt her soul tremble.

Shen Nianqing's eyes crinkled into a smile.

"Just tell me to read it clearly."

"That won't work."

Chen Xiaoyu shook her head, her expression serious.

"If my brother finds out I didn't call her sister-in-law, he'll break my legs when he gets back."

Shen Nianqing chuckled softly.

Shen Xingzhou, who was standing next to him, had already switched to a new watermelon and was watching the show while munching on it.

"Hey sis, what's your brother like at home? Is he a lot of talkative?"

"I can't even say ten words a day."

"Haha! It's the same here. Last time I came to eat, all I said was 'Auntie's cooking is delicious,' and then I ate three bowls of rice in silence. My mom was so touched."

Lin Ruolan nodded with a smile.

"That's really reassuring, good kid."

Chen Xiaoyu's tension gradually dissipated.

She noticed that Shen Nianqing spoke without putting on airs or being pretentious.

This girl is sincere.

This made Chen Xiaoyu's nose feel a little sore.

Her brother has suffered too much in his life, and finally someone is treating him well.

At that moment, there was a gentle knock on the living room door.

Uncle Liu walked in, looking somewhat troubled.

"Young Miss, those young masters outside... haven't left yet."

Shen Xingzhou held the melon to his lips.

"Still hanging around?"

"Young Master Lu said he's been waiting for over an hour, showing great sincerity, and wants to ask again. Young Master He said he's brought sincerity and wouldn't be satisfied without seeing him. Young Master Zhou... Young Master Zhou moved a small stool and sat at the door."

Shen Xingzhou almost spat out his drink again.

"Move a stool? What's that all about?"

Shen Yingxue suddenly sat up straight on the sofa next to her.

"Nianqing".

Shen Yingxue cleared her throat.

"They've come all this way and waited so long, it wouldn't be right not to even see them, would it?"

She glanced at Chen Xiaoyu.

"You've already acknowledged your sister, and we've had our conversation. It's basic courtesy to invite her in, have a seat, and a cup of tea."

The old man has already gone back to his room to rest, and the old lady has also been helped back to the east courtyard.

Shen Zhengting glanced at his wife but didn't say anything.

Lin Ruolan didn't stop her.

Shen Yingxue simply waved her hand at Uncle Liu.

"Let them in."

Uncle Liu looked at Shen Nianqing with a troubled expression.

Shen Nianqing put down her teacup without saying anything, but she didn't stop her either.

Thirty seconds later.

The three young masters filed in.

Young Master Lu was the first to enter, already sporting a smiling, gentle demeanor.

The eldest grandson of the He family walked second, carrying the gleaming gold gift box in his hand.

The youngest member of the Zhou family, who was in charge of the rear, had already put out his cigarette, but his roguish air still lingered on his face.

As soon as the three people entered the door, their eyes swept around the living room.

Then, at the same time, I saw Chen Xiaoyu sitting next to Shen Nianqing.

Young Master Lu's lips twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything.

The eldest grandson of the He family placed the gift box on the coffee table and smiled.

"Nianqing, this is a small token of the He family's appreciation—a newly developed six-star handcrafted fragrance gift set..."

"Young Master He."

Shen Nianqing spoke.

Just a second ago she was smiling gently at Chen Xiaoyu.

At that moment, she turned her face, her expression as cold as an iceberg.

"I said I wouldn't see you."

Young Master He's smile froze on his face.

"Now that you're in, I can't very well kick you out."

Shen Nianqing picked up her teacup and lowered her eyes.

"Please leave after you finish your tea."

The air suddenly cooled down.

Shen Yingxue felt a little embarrassed.

"Nianqing, your attitude..."

"aunt."

Shen Nianqing looked at her, her voice not loud.

"You invited them in. You're in charge of entertaining them."

She stood up and extended her hand to Chen Xiaoyu.

"Xiaoyu, I'll take you to see the guest room your brother used to live in."

Chen Xiaoyu quickly stood up and pulled Lin Keke to follow.

The three people left.

In the living room, the three young masters looked at each other in bewilderment.

Shen Yingxue's face turned pale and then flushed.

The Zhou family member waited for a while, making sure Shen Nianqing was far away, before letting out a sneer.

"Second Brother Lu, Brother He, did you see that? Shen Nianqing really married an ordinary person. Unbelievable. Even the taste of the Shen family's daughter is nothing special."

Young Master Lu twirled the beads in his hand, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

"What did the housekeeper call that girl just now? Chen Xiaoyu? I heard she's that ordinary girl's sister?"

"right."

The eldest grandson of the He family sneered.

"Even the younger sister came to mooch off us; this family is quite enthusiastic."

The Zhou family member walked to the window and glanced at the courtyard outside.

"I heard Shen Nianqing say earlier that the ordinary person promised a betrothal gift and said it would be delivered in a few days?"

Young Master Lu nodded.

"It is said that the first betrothal gift will be given."

The three of them exchanged a glance and then smiled.

The eldest grandson of the He family pushed the gift box away.

"In that case, on the day the betrothal gifts arrive, the three of us will also send our own gifts."

"How should I deliver it?"

The eldest grandson of the He family lowered his voice.

"I'm gifting you a jadeite set from the Ho family's old collection, worth thirty million!"

"I'll give you a custom-made Pagani."

The Zhou family member snapped his fingers.

Only seven units will be produced worldwide.

Young Master Lu smiled subtly.

"I'm offering a pair of famille rose porcelain vases from the Qianlong period of the Qing dynasty. They sold for 68 million at Sotheby's last year!"

The three of them understood each other without saying a word.

I just wanted to show everyone in the most direct way what a poor boy from the mountains could offer.

Three pounds of walnuts?

Two free-range chickens?

The differences between people sometimes don't need to be spoken.

"It's settled then."

Young Master Lu stood up and buttoned up his suit jacket.

"Once Mr. Chen's betrothal gifts arrive, ours will arrive as well."

He smiled.

"I'll see where Shen Nianqing puts her face then."

At the same time.

Longhu Mountain, the Qingwei School of Taoism.

The evening drum has just sounded its third time.

A young disciple scrambled into the back hall, losing one of his shoes in the process.

"Master...Master!"

Qin Shouyi, the leader of the Qingwei School, is copying scriptures.

The calligraphy brush is suspended in mid-air.

"What's the panic?"

"People from the Taiqing Palace have arrived!"

The young disciple was panting heavily.

"I brought a handwritten letter from the Celestial Master!"

Qin Shouyi paused, his pen still.

"A Celestial Master?"

"The 18th Celestial Master of the Zhengyi Daoist School!"

The young disciple swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

"He wants our Taiyi Star Paper and Autumn Hair Thunder Bamboo Brush!"

Qin Shouyi's hands began to tremble.

"...What did you say you wanted to do?"

The young disciple took out a letter from his pocket and presented it with both hands.

"The Celestial Master's Wedding"

"We need to write a marriage certificate."