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

Su Qingluan gently stroked the rim of the teacup twice with her fingers.

"The grand opening ceremony of Tianyin Pavilion, which only happens once every thirty years, will be held on the eighth day of next month."

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly in the quiet banquet hall.

Old Mrs. Song, Zhou Xiuqing, suddenly stood up.

Because the movement was too violent, the chair behind him fell over.

Song Changfeng and Song Yun also quickly stood up.

His forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat.

"Young Master."

Zhou Xiuqing's voice trembled violently, and her eyes instantly reddened.

Su Qingluan turned her head and glanced at her indifferently.

"I haven't forgotten the three spots the Song family has for the ceremony."

Su Qingluan spoke calmly, without any emotion.

"Your Song family can decide who to take. Just bring the token up the mountain when the time comes."

Zhou Xiuqing's legs went weak, and she was about to kneel on the ground again.

Shen Nianqing reacted quickly and grabbed the old lady's arm.

"Grandma Song, this rule doesn't apply today."

Shen Nianqing smiled and helped her steady herself.

Zhou Xiuqing burst into tears and hastily wiped her face.

"Alright, alright, I was being disrespectful. Thank you for your kindness, Young Master."

Song Yun, standing beside her, bit her lower lip tightly and clasped her hands together in a grip.

Being able to attend the ceremony at Tianyin Pavilion was an incredibly fortunate opportunity for the Song family, like a stroke of good luck from their ancestors.

Lei Zhen, who was standing next to He Yunting, nudged He Yunting's lower back with his elbow.

"Old He, what exactly is this Tianyin Pavilion Grand Ceremony?"

Lei Zhen lowered his voice and asked in a gruff tone.

"Look how excited this old lady from the Song family is, as if she has become young again."

"Mr. Lei, you should spend less time at sea and more time reading books."

He Yunting muttered to himself.

"Legend has it that Tianyin Pavilion opens once every thirty years, and it is filled with masters of traditional Chinese music and enlightened masters."

"Being able to go in and listen to a song, even if it doesn't prolong life, is a blessing that will cleanse your bones and marrow."

Upon hearing this, Lei Zhen's eyes lit up with a green light, and he almost drooled.

Chen Xiaoyu held up a phone stabilizer and poked her head out from the side.

"That Sister Su."

Chen Xiaoyu swallowed, her voice a little weak.

"Can I come along and join in the fun?"

Su Qingluan turned to look at Chen Xiaoyu.

His aloof and solitary demeanor vanished instantly.

He reached out and patted Chen Xiaoyu's head twice.

His gaze was as gentle as if he were looking at his own younger sister.

"sure."

Su Qingluan smiled.

"You are the Celestial Master's younger sister, and the doors of the Heavenly Sound Pavilion are always open for you."

Chen Xiaoyu was so happy she almost jumped up on the spot.

After a one-second pause, the live stream chat exploded with an epic burst of comments.

Holy crap! The Heavenly Music Pavilion Grand Ceremony!

[What did He Caishen just say? "Washing the marrow and cleansing the tendons"? That's practically a beginner's gift pack from the cultivation world!]

[Little Rain! You are the hope of the whole village! You absolutely must do a live stream then!]

[Yes, yes, yes! We want to hear celestial music! We want to see gods fight!]

[Even musical families like the Song family have to beg for a spot in a secluded sect like Tianyin Pavilion, but Little Yu got in just by showing off her looks!]

[Nonsense, she's the Celestial Master's own sister; her backing is powerful enough to cause a hole in the sky.]

Chen Xiaoyu gave an OK sign to the camera.

"Don't worry, family members. As long as Tianyin Pavilion doesn't confiscate your phones, I guarantee you'll have a feast for the eyes."

Su Qingluan withdrew her hand and turned to look at Shen Nianqing.

"elder sister."

Su Qingluan called out naturally, without the slightest hint of reluctance.

"Come with me then."

Shen Nianqing picked up the warm water in front of her and nodded with a smile.

"My younger sister came to deliver the invitation in person, so as the older sister, I must be there on time."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

That smile left the tycoon bosses around him completely stunned.

This isn't a meeting between rivals; it's clearly sisters bonding over a long-distance relationship.

Gu Xingluo sat next to Shen Xingzhou, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

He tugged hard at Shen Nianqing's trench coat sleeve, making exaggerated facial expressions.

"Recite it clearly, recite it clearly!"

Shen Nianqing turned to look at her.

Gu Xingluo clasped her hands together in front of her chest, making a pitiful face.

"My best friend, for life; even if I become rich and powerful, I will never forget you."

They practically had "Take me there" written all over their foreheads.

Shen Nianqing was amused by her appearance.

"Alright, stop playing the victim."

Shen Nianqing patted her hand.

"I'll take you to see the world then."

Gu Xingluo suddenly swung her fist, almost overturning the wine glass on the table.

"Shen Nianqing, you're like my own sister! From now on, if you tell me to go east, I'll never go west!"

Shen Xingzhou, watching from the side, felt a pang of jealousy.

He leaned closer and, shamelessly, spoke up.

"Nianqing, well, your older brother here has been pretty free lately, how about I go and learn a thing or two?"

Shen Nianqing glared at him.

"The company has a ton of messes to clean up, what are you going to do? Go to Tianyin Pavilion to discuss a merger?"

Shen Xingzhou deflated instantly, slumping into his chair and remaining silent.

This time, the surrounding tycoons couldn't stand still.

Ye Canghai put the jade walnut in his hand into his pocket and took two steps forward.

He rubbed his hands together, his old face plastered with a fawning smile.

"Miss Shen."

Ye Canghai cleared his throat.

"You see, this grand ceremony at Tianyin Pavilion definitely needs people to run errands and do odd jobs."

"These younger members of the Ye family are quite clever. How about we bring them to you so you can serve them tea or water?"

Not to be outdone, He Yunting quickly stepped forward.

"Ms. Shen, the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce has just received a batch of top-of-the-line nanny vans."

"It's a long way to Tianyin Pavilion, so I'll arrange a caravan for you to make sure you have a comfortable trip."

Lei Zhen pushed the two aside and patted his chest, shouting loudly.

"Miss Shen! I, Old Lei, am tough and resilient; I'd even be your human stepping stone!"

"I'd do anything just to get into the Heavenly Sound Pavilion and hear a sound!"

These twelve business tycoons are like a group of children waiting for candy in kindergarten.

He stared longingly at Shen Nianqing.

On the sofa in the corner, Zhou Ce and the five garrison commanders watched this scene and shook their heads.

Meng Chongshan touched the scar on his face and sneered.

"These nouveau riche are truly ignorant of their own limitations. Do they think they can just wander into a place like Tianyin Pavilion?"

Wu Yang let out a hoarse laugh from inside his cloak.

"Mortals have always sought immortality; they're trying to use Miss Shen's connections to find a path to immortality."

"Actually... I want to go too!"

Shen Nianqing found the expressions of these bigwigs both amusing and helpless.

Put down the water glass and place your hands, folded together, on the table.

"Dear elders."

Shen Nianqing's tone was gentle, but it conveyed a sense of rejection.

"This trip to Tianyin Pavilion is like a family gathering within our family."

"It's really inconvenient to bring too many people, please forgive us, elders."

Upon hearing this, the expectation on the faces of the bigwigs instantly turned into deep disappointment.

Ye Canghai sighed and waved his hand repeatedly.

"It's alright, it's alright. Miss Shen is right. It's really inappropriate for outsiders like us to attend family gatherings."

He Yunting pushed up his glasses, trying to save face.

"It is excellent that Miss Shen has such leisure and refined taste."

"We ordinary people will not disturb the peace of the immortals."

Lei Zhen scratched his head, looking regretful.

"Sigh, it seems I, Old Lei, am not destined for such good fortune in this lifetime."

"When Miss Shen comes back, just say a few words to me, so I can also absorb some of her divine aura."

The atmosphere in the hall gradually returned to calm.

Everyone sat down again, and the waiters began serving dishes in a continuous stream.

With top-quality ingredients and the aroma of Romanée-Conti, the banquet officially begins.

Su Qingluan sat next to Shen Nianqing, and the two occasionally exchanged a few words in hushed tones.

The scene was so harmonious that there wasn't a single flaw to be found.

Chen Xiaoyu sat next to her, eating Australian lobster while staring at her phone screen.

The live stream's popularity continues to soar, having already surpassed 30 million concurrent viewers.

The comments section was filled with discussions about the Tianyin Pavilion ceremony and the Celestial Master's betrothal gifts.

The first five betrothal gifts have already blown Jiangcheng out of control, when will the sixth one arrive?

[Didn't Brother Celestial Master go to the Yellow River to bestow titles upon the gods? He probably won't have time to prepare the betrothal gifts for a few more days.]

[I bet the sixth layer is a star from the sky, which the Celestial Master plucked down and gave to his sister-in-law.]

[The person upstairs has such a narrow imagination; I'd guess it's sending a deity as a bodyguard.]

Chen Xiaoyu wiped the oil from her lips and smiled at the camera.

"Don't worry, family. My brother never does things the way things are."

"The sixth betrothal gift will definitely be more extravagant than the first five combined."

"Let's just wait patiently, and I'll start a live stream for you as soon as it's available."

Just as everyone was toasting and enjoying themselves in a harmonious atmosphere...

"Bang!"

The banquet hall doors were suddenly pushed open.

All conversations in the hall stopped instantly.

Countless eyes turned to the doorway.

Butler Uncle Liu stood in the center of the gate.

He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently.

"Young Miss!"

"The sixth level..."

He took a deep breath and shouted with all his might.

"The sixth betrothal gift has arrived!"

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