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

Star Shine Entertainment Company is located in a high-end office building in Beijing.

Wang Feng sat on the leather sofa, holding a glass of red wine, a hint of indifference and nonchalance on his lips.

Three years.

Wang Feng held up three fingers and looked at his agent, Lao Li, across from him.

"Do you know how I've spent these past three years?"

Old Li nodded repeatedly.

"Brother Feng, this song 'Fly Higher and Farther' is absolutely a masterpiece. The production team is top-notch in all of Asia, and the music video alone cost eight million."

Wang Feng took a sip of red wine, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

"I've waited three years for this opportunity. I want to prove myself, not to show anyone how great I am, but to tell everyone that I will get back the trending topics I lost!"

He put down his wine glass, crossed his arms, and leaned back on the sofa.

"Is it time to release the song? Have you arranged for it to trend on social media?"

"Everything's been arranged!"

Old Li patted his chest confidently.

"Marketing accounts, paid trolls, and fans are all blasting us across the board! Brother Feng, if anyone else manages to take the top spot on the trending topics list today, I'll eat my phone screen!"

"safe."

Wang Feng nodded in satisfaction.

"Open it and take a look, feel the thrill of reaching the top."

Old Li took out his phone and skillfully opened the Weibo trending topics list.

A smile bloomed on his face.

Then it solidifies.

In the end, it shattered into pieces.

Old Li's hands started to shake, like he had Parkinson's disease.

He rubbed his eyes three times and refreshed the page five times.

"What's wrong?"

Wang Feng frowned, sensing something was amiss!

"We're not number one? Which popular young idol snatched the spot?"

Old Li didn't speak, his face was pale, and he slid down the screen with trembling hands.

"Speak up! Are you mute? Have you fallen out of the top three?"

Wang Feng stood up, walked over, and snatched the phone.

"I'll see for myself!"

The top trending topic is: 【#Who exactly is Chen Shidu?#】

The second trending topic is: [#50 Million Yuan Worth of Paper#]

The third trending topic is: [#A wooden box worth 20 million yuan#]

Fourth on the trending topics list: [#Shen Nianqing's fiancé's divine love letter#]

Fifth on the trending topics list: [#Nine Taoist Priests Deliver Betrothal Gifts#]

The sixth trending topic: [#I'llHoldTheSkyBackFirstIfItCollapses#]

The seventh trending topic: [#ZhouDechang and JiJingshan, two national treasures, stand together#]

Eighth on the trending topics list, new: [#ChenShidu's full-face photo offered for a million-dollar reward#]

The ninth trending topic is: [#ChenShidu, the most hardworking person#]

Wang Feng's gaze swept downwards, and finally, at the tenth position, he saw a pitiful "Boiling" character.

[#WangFengfaNewSong#]

A deathly silence fell over the air.

Wang Feng held his phone, his hands shaking even more than Lao Li's.

"No... none of the top nine are left?"

"Has this Chen Shidu completely monopolized everything? When did the Chinese entertainment industry produce such a top star?! I've never heard of him before!"

Old Li swallowed.

"Brother Feng, he's not in the entertainment industry."

"How can someone outside the entertainment industry dominate the top nine of the charts?!"

Wang Feng roared and smashed the wine glass on the ground.

"I've been preparing for three years! Three years! I didn't even dare to use public resources for my divorce, just hoping this song would make headlines! What makes him, an ordinary person, think he can?!"

Old Li wiped away a cold sweat.

"Brother Feng, how about... we wait another three years?"

……

Inside the Alphard's cabin.

Lin Keke held her phone, laughing like a duck that was starving.

"Hahaha! Xiaoyu, look! Wang Feng has been outmaneuvered again! Netizens are lining up to light candles under his new song!"

Chen Xiaoyu leaned back in her chair, utterly dejected.

"Forget about Wang Feng, do something about my brother instead."

"Your brother is now the most popular brother on the entire internet."

Lin Keke frantically swiped the screen.

"Look at this comment, it's got over a million likes."

She cleared her throat and began to read aloud with great expression.

Yesterday I said Shen Nianqing was blind to have chosen an ordinary person, but today I slap myself in the face.

[A box worth 20 million yuan containing paper worth 50 million yuan, nine Taoist priests dressed in priceless robes delivering the goods—and you call this ordinary people? This is practically divine intervention to help the poor!]

Lin Keke continued scrolling down.

"And this too!"

[Brothers, I got my hacker cousin involved. We searched for people named Chen Shidu all over the country, filtering by age group, and guess what? We found absolutely nothing! This name has no trace online than the money in my wallet!]

"All the major platforms are offering rewards for your brother's photos. Why don't you sell one? We can split the profits 50/50?"

Chen Xiaoyu rolled her eyes at her.

"I only have a non-mainstream photo of him making a peace sign when he was eighteen. Do you think anyone would believe it if I posted it?"

Lin Keke thought about the scene and decisively shook her head.

"Forget it, people will think you're trying to scam them if you post it."

The haters and sarcastic fans who were previously criticizing him have now formed an orderly queue to apologize.

I'm sorry, Brother Chen, I spoke too loudly yesterday.

[Brother Chen, do you need a younger brother? Someone who can feed himself.]

What happened to the jade box belonging to the eldest grandson of the He family? Does anyone know?

I heard they threw it in the trash overnight, because they were ashamed.

Chen Xiaoyu looked at the screen full of celebration, her mind a complete mess.

Chen Shidu.

This name has now become an unsolved mystery across the entire internet.

……

Thousands of miles away, beside Longhu Mountain, behind Taiqing Palace.

At the top of the cliff, a sea of ​​clouds churns.

Elder Zhang of the Qingwei Sect stood on a huge blue stone.

He had a scraggly beard and his eyes were fixed on the person ten steps ahead.

Chen Shidu stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm, even his breathing blending into the sound of the wind around him.

"Celestial Master!"

Elder Zhang shouted and quickly formed hand seals.

"This old Taoist priest has been stuck at the seventh level of the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Technique for eleven years. Today, I shamelessly request the Heavenly Master's guidance!"

Chen Shidu nodded slightly.

"Make your move."

"Excuse me!"

Elder Zhang's eyes were wide open, and his beard and hair stood on end.

"Divine Firmament Jade Purity, Ten Directions Thunder, Hear My Command, Slay Evil and Destroy Spirits!"

Boom!

The once clear sky suddenly darkened.

Purple lightning flashed through the clouds, producing a deafening roar.

A terrifying pressure descended from the sky, and the ancient pine trees around them bent over by the strong wind.

Elder Zhang pushed forward with both hands.

Five bolts of purple lightning, as thick as water buckets, roared toward Chen Shidu with an aura of annihilation.

This power is enough to raze a small hill to the ground.

Chen Shidu did not move.

He didn't even take his hands out from behind his back.

Just as the five bolts of lightning were about to engulf him, Chen Shidu slowly raised his right hand and extended one index finger.

Just a gentle touch.

"Disperse."

One word.

The sound wasn't loud, but it drowned out the thunder.

The five devastating purple lightning bolts suddenly stopped half an inch from Chen Shidu's fingertips.

The next second, the raging lightning power melted away like ice and snow, completely dissipating into the air.

The clouds parted and the fog dissipated.

The sunlight shone on the hillside again.

Elder Zhang remained frozen in place, his hands still in the pushing posture.

His mouth was agape, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"This...how is this possible..."

Elder Zhang suddenly knelt on the ground, supporting himself with his hands, questioning the meaning of life.

"The old Taoist priest cultivated thunder magic his whole life, and his attack, exhausting all his true energy, didn't even touch the hem of the Celestial Master's robe?"

Chen Shidu withdrew his hand and walked up to Elder Zhang.

"Your lightning magic focuses too much on the 'form' and forgets the 'meaning'."

"The Five Thunder Orthodox Method is not about using true energy to forcibly control thunder, but about making thunder willingly serve you."

Elder Zhang suddenly looked up.

"Please, Celestial Master, enlighten me!"

Chen Shidu didn't speak, but simply raised his right hand, palm up.

There were no incantations, no hand seals.

There wasn't even a trace of true energy fluctuation.

The instant his palm opened.

boom!

A bolt of pure white lightning, as thick as a water bucket, appeared out of thin air and struck the open ground beside Elder Zhang.

The solid rock, three zhang in circumference, silently turned into a pile of extremely fine powder after the flash of white light.

Not even a trace of charring remained.

Ultimate control, ultimate destruction.

Elder Zhang looked at the powder scattered on the ground, his hair stood on end, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

If that lightning struck him, he wouldn't even be left with ashes.

"Thunder is the pivot of heaven and earth."

Chen Shidu looked at him.

"If you don't understand heaven and earth, how can you understand thunder?"

Elder Zhang was struck dumb; the bottleneck that had been blocking his mind for eleven years shattered at that moment.

He was so excited that he trembled all over and kowtowed deeply to Chen Shidu.

"Thank you for your guidance, Celestial Master! I have understood! I will now return to my seclusion!"

Elder Zhang scrambled to his feet and tumbled down the mountain, laughing wildly as he ran, looking just like a madman.

Chen Shidu watched his retreating figure and shook his head.

Just then, Master Xuanmo, the head of Taiqing Palace, strode over.

With an undisguised joy on his face, he walked behind Chen Shidu and bowed respectfully.

"Celestial Master".

Chen Shidu turned around.

"What is it?"

"The nine disciples who delivered the first betrothal gift have just returned with a message."

Master Xuanmo stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"Miss Shen has already accepted the betrothal gifts."

A faint hint of gentleness flashed in Chen Shidu's eyes.

He pulled out his old, small-screen phone.

There are only four simple words on it.

【I miss you as well.】

Chen Shidu was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

That smile seemed to brighten the surrounding sea of ​​clouds.

Looking at his master's appearance, Xuanmo Zhenren sighed inwardly, "Even a cultivation prodigy who appears once every three hundred years can't resist love."

He composed himself and his expression became serious.

"Celestial Master".

Master Xuanmo turned to the side and gestured for him to enter.

"The elders of the four academies—Purple Mansion, Golden Register, Five Thunder, and Alchemy Chamber—have been waiting in the hall for quite some time."

"The first betrothal gift has been delivered. Now it's time to discuss the second betrothal gift."