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

Taiqing Palace, main hall.

The Xuan Tian Demon-Subduing Stele floated in the hall, its nine-foot-nine-foot body swirling with golden lightning patterns, and one hundred and eight restrictions flickering like breathing.

The twelve elders sat around the monument, each staring at it as if they were looking at their own child who had been missing for thirty years.

Sun Yinglong knelt on one knee in the hall.

He was covered in wounds, and his Taoist robe was mostly soaked in blood, but his energy and spirit were even stronger than before he set off.

"Master, the stele has been retrieved."

Chen Shidu sat on the throne, his gaze sweeping over the stele, and nodded.

"Hard."

Two words.

Sun Yinglong's knees almost gave way.

Hard?

I went through three near-death experiences at this 600-year-old mausoleum, and all you give me is a verbal compliment?

But he didn't dare say more.

"Master, there are still a large number of burial objects in the tomb, including no less than a hundred gold and jade artifacts, and three other items that are suspected to be ancient ritual implements. I have already made a record of them."

Sun Yinglong took out a blood-stained booklet from his pocket and presented it with both hands.

"What are you going to do with these things?"

Chen Shidu did not answer.

"The items in the tomb should be returned to the tomb. You take your men and seal them back."

Sun Yinglong was stunned.

"Master, any one of those items would be incredibly expensive..."

"I took the tombstone to present it as a betrothal gift."

Chen Shidu's voice was flat.

"It's not about digging up people's graves."

Sun Yinglong opened his mouth, but swallowed the rest of his words.

The Celestial Master's approach to things is on a completely different level.

"in addition."

Chen Shidu glanced at him.

"When you used the talisman to break the seal in the tomb, did you sense anything?"

Sun Yinglong was taken aback and thought carefully.

"When the golden barrier formed in the third underground lake, I felt... that something connected all the meridians in my body for a moment."

Chen Shidu nodded.

"That's the power of the talisman feeding back. Your physique is quite good. After you go back, use the [Return to Origin Technique] to nourish it for three months, and your meridians will be completely opened."

Sun Yinglong's pupils dilated suddenly.

Completely unblocking the meridians?

Doesn't that mean he can officially embark on the path of cultivation?

He kowtowed loudly.

"Thank you, Celestial Master!"

Chen Shidu waved his hand, stood up, and turned his gaze to the Xuan Tian Dang Mo Bei (Mysterious Heaven Demon-Slaying Stele).

"Xuanmo".

The chief disciple immediately stepped forward.

"Celestial Master".

"The third betrothal gift, the Xuan Tian Demon-Subduing Stele, should be sent to the Shen family."

The voice just fell.

"Celestial Master! The old Taoist priest is going!"

Elder Zhao of the Five Thunder Academy was the first to jump out, his speed far exceeding his seventy years.

"Get out of my way! The second level isn't for me; it's my turn this time!"

Elder Qian of Jinlu Academy pushed Elder Zhao aside.

"Why are you riding in a car if your legs are so bad! What if you knock over the monument!"

"My legs are perfectly fine! It's your poor eyesight that makes you want to stay home!"

"Stop arguing!"

Elder Sun of the Purple Mansion clapped his hands.

"Based on seniority, it's my turn!"

"What are you talking about! Last time you couldn't even drive a carriage properly!"

The hall instantly descended into chaos.

Chen Shidu watched as a group of elderly men, averaging over seventy years old, competed for jobs, and his brow twitched.

"Xuanmo, you make the arrangements."

He turned and walked towards the back hall.

After taking two steps, he paused.

"When you get there, ask her for me if she's been sleeping well lately."

The arguing behind them stopped abruptly.

All twelve elders turned to look at them.

Chen Shidu had already gone far away.

Master Xuanmo stroked his beard, his eyes narrowing into slits as he smiled.

"The Celestial Master looks like this..."

The old man shook his head and said no more.

three days later.

Jiangcheng, Jianglan International Convention and Exhibition Center.

Tasting event.

The city's annual grand event for collectors.

This year's event was particularly lively because everyone knew that behind this tasting event was a cultural district project worth 20 billion yuan.

The venue was decorated in a solemn and elegant manner, with rows of huanghuali wood display cases and spotlights shining precisely on each piece of the collection.

Those present were either industry leaders or veteran collectors. The group of people in suits exchanged pleasantries at the entrance, and the air was filled with a mixture of aristocratic air and the smell of money.

Side entrance to the venue.

A black Maybach came to a stop.

The car door opened, and Zhou Dechang was the first to step out.

Wearing a grey Zhongshan suit and reading glasses hanging on his chest, the old man was in excellent spirits.

Next was Ji Jingshan.

My old Zhongshan suit, the buttons are all fastened correctly today, it's rare to see it so neat.

The two national treasures stood on either side.

Then, Shen Nianqing stepped out of the car.

She wore a dark, fitted suit dress, her long hair pulled back, and a pair of jade earrings.

The person in charge of the event, surnamed Lü, was in his early forties and was greeting guests at the entrance.

Seeing Zhou Dechang and Ji Jingshan approaching side by side, his legs went weak.

"Professor Zhou... Professor Ji?"

He rushed forward, unsure which hand to extend first.

"What brings you two here today...?"

He noticed the young woman behind the two professors halfway through his sentence.

More precisely, it was the gesture of the two professors slightly turning their bodies and voluntarily giving way by half a step.

This position... is not accompanying, but protecting.

Director Lü's mind raced.

Who could possibly earn the respect of two national treasures at the same time?

Shen Xingzhou strode over from the other side, impeccably dressed in a suit, his smile as bright as if he had won the lottery.

"Director Lü! This is my sister, Shen Nianqing."

"Her collection is on display today, and the two professors are the witnesses."

Director Lü's smile froze for 0.3 seconds.

Shen Nianqing.

Shen Nianqing is trending on social media?

"Welcome, welcome! Please come in!"

Shen Xingzhou strode inside, his chin almost touching the ceiling.

Chen Xiaoyu, standing behind him, held up her phone and lowered her voice.

"My darlings, I'm at the tasting event right now. My sister-in-law just brought two national treasure-level professors in. You can see the expressions on the faces of the people around her."

The number of viewers in the live stream exceeded two million within three minutes.

[It's coming! The big one is coming!]

Two professors personally escorted him! I'm impressed by this display of power!

Is the Seven-Star Dharma Lamp about to make its debut?!

Lin Keke huddled behind Chen Xiaoyu, her eyes darting around.

"Xiaoyu, is that bald man's watch on the left a Patek Philippe?"

"Stop looking."

"I've seen that necklace the woman on the right wears in a magazine; it's worth tens of millions..."

"Shut up."

On the other side of the venue.

A young man leaned against a pillar, twirling an ancient jade thumb ring in his hand.

He had handsome features, but his smile carried a hint of coldness.

Qilian City.

There was someone standing next to him.

He wore a gray Taoist robe, was thin, had a sallow complexion, and sunken eyes.

At first glance, he looked like a malnourished middle-aged Taoist priest, with a sinister glint hidden beneath the murky surface of his eyes.

"Master Zhao."

Qi Liancheng looked towards the entrance.

"That's Shen Nianqing?"

The gray-robed Taoist priest did not answer his question.

His gaze was fixed on Shen Nianqing, or more precisely, on her left wrist.

There was nothing there.

But he saw it.

A thin layer of invisible golden aura clung to her wrist.

It is magic power.

Moreover, it is an extremely sophisticated protective magic.

The gray-robed Taoist's Adam's apple bobbed.

He unconsciously licked his lips.

There's something good about this woman.

"Master Zhao?"

Qi Liancheng frowned.

The gray-robed Taoist withdrew his gaze and resumed his half-dead appearance.

"fine."

He gave a forced smile.

"Don't worry, Young Master Qi, you're sure to win today's match."

Qi Liancheng straightened his cuffs and looked in Shen Xingzhou's direction.

Their eyes met across the distance.

Qi Liancheng raised his teacup in a gesture of respect, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Shen Xingzhou smiled too.

She was smiling very brightly.

What he was thinking was: Kid, I'll burn that broken bronze Buddha of yours today.

"Bang!"

The host struck the opening gong.

"Distinguished guests, the Jianglan International Tasting Conference is now officially open."

Everyone took their seats.

The lights are focused.

The first item was brought to the display stand.

Chen Xiaoyu pointed the camera straight ahead, and the screen was instantly flooded with comments.

【here we go!】

When will the Seven Star Lamp appear?

[Bench and sunflower seeds are ready!]

[I still have to stick with the streamer; when have I ever seen anything like this before!]