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

Master Xuanmo stood with his hands behind his back and raised an eyebrow.

"Master Huiyuan".

"Instead of chanting the wooden fish at Tanzhe Temple in the capital, you've come all the way to Jiangcheng. Are you begging for alms on our Taoist territory?"

Master Huiyuan stopped, put his hands together, and bowed slightly.

"Amitabha."

Master Huiyuan wore a compassionate smile on his face.

"Master Xuanmo is too kind. I heard that a divine object has appeared in Jiangcheng, so I came with Director Chu to take a look."

Dan Chenzi, who was standing to the side, rolled his eyes.

He suddenly flicked the white jade whisk in his hand and placed it on his arm.

"To see a divine object?"

Dan Chenzi sneered, speaking without any politeness.

"You Buddhists love to use sightseeing as an excuse to wander around aimlessly."

"Whenever he sees something good, he immediately says, 'This thing is destined for Buddha.'"

Dan Chenzi took half a step forward, blocking the direction of the Yongzhou Cauldron.

"I'm putting my words out here today."

"This Yongzhou Cauldron is a betrothal gift that our Celestial Master gave to Miss Shen."

"The dragon vein in this courtyard is an array set up by our Celestial Master."

"This place has absolutely no connection with your Buddhist community. Don't try anything funny here."

That was a very harsh rebuke, leaving no room for embarrassment whatsoever.

Outside the gate, several tycoon magnates who hadn't yet boarded their cars could hear it clearly.

Lei Zhen took the cigar he had just put in his mouth off again and whispered to He Yunting.

"Old He, who's this old monk? Daring to provoke the Celestial Master's territory?"

"The abbot of Tanzhe Temple is usually very arrogant in the capital's social circles. Today, he was scolded by an elder from Taiqing Palace. He must be feeling quite bad."

Ye Canghai touched the amulet in his pocket and snorted coldly.

"Who cares if it's uncomfortable or not? We have the Celestial Master's talisman to protect us. No matter how powerful Buddhism is, can it be as powerful as the Celestial Master? Let's go, let's hurry back to the capital and not get involved here."

Several top-of-the-line luxury cars quickly started and sped out of the western suburbs.

In the courtyard, Master Huiyuan showed no anger despite being ridiculed by Dan Chenzi.

He fiddled with the Bodhi prayer beads in his hand, his smile growing even more amiable.

"Master Danchen still has such a fiery temper."

"This humble monk is a monk who has renounced worldly desires and has no interest in worldly things. I have only come here today to broaden my horizons."

After speaking, Master Huiyuan bypassed the two Taoist priests and walked straight to Shen Nianqing.

He bowed slightly and performed a Buddhist salute.

"Benefactor Shen, I am Huiyuan, a humble monk. I apologize for my intrusion in visiting you."

Shen Nianqing remained calm, clasped her hands together, and politely returned the greeting.

"You flatter me, Master. Since you are a friend of Director Chu, it is perfectly fine for you to come and visit. Please make yourself at home."

Master Huiyuan thanked him and turned to walk towards the giant bronze cauldron in the center of the lawn.

At that moment, Chu Yao had completely forgotten about her grandfather.

He rushed to Shen Nianqing like a gust of wind, like a fanatical fan.

"A fairy-like sister-in-law!"

Chu Yao's eyes sparkled, and her voice was clear and crisp.

"I'm Chu Yao! I watched last night's live stream online, and you're a hundred times more beautiful in person than on camera!"

The way she called me "Fairy Sister-in-law" came out very naturally.

Gu Xingluo, who was standing next to her, was amused.

Gu Xinglu crossed her arms and looked Chu Yao up and down.

"Little girl, you're pretty good at making friends on your own. Who are you, coming up here and randomly claiming relatives?"

Chu Yao wasn't nervous at all and quickly took out her phone to introduce herself.

"I am the granddaughter of Chu Qingshan from the Imperial Capital Museum, and also an antique appraisal blogger with millions of followers."

Chu Yao pointed to her phone screen.

"The Starry Night platform's servers crashed last night, and I was so worried that I didn't sleep all night. Today, I dragged my grandpa on a red-eye flight to come here."

She moved closer to Shen Nianqing, her face full of anticipation.

"Sister-in-law, can I take a picture with you? If my friends on WeChat knew I met you, they'd be green with envy."

Shen Nianqing's lips curled into a slight smile as she was amused by the lively girl.

He nodded generously.

"OK."

Chu Yao jumped up excitedly and quickly turned on the front camera on her phone.

The two huddled together, and Chu Yao made a peace sign before taking a photo together.

Su Qingluan stood a few steps away, watching this scene.

A faint smile flickered in his cool eyes.

Even ordinary girls can have their own unique charm.

In the center of the lawn.

Chu Qingshan was completely immersed in the shock brought by the Yongzhou Cauldron.

They circled the bronze cauldron, which was over three meters tall, twice.

A pair of hands gestured in mid-air, wanting to touch but not daring to.

"Old Zhou, Old Ji."

Chu Qingshan's voice trembled, and his eyes turned red.

"This tripod-like casting technique! This is nothing like the block casting method of the Shang and Zhou dynasties! It's so seamless, you can't even find a casting line!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Dechang didn't even raise his head, simply rolling his eyes.

"nonsense."

Zhou Dechang snorted coldly.

"I've been looking at it for most of the night, how could I not know? This is a divine object left behind by Yu the Great when he controlled the floods."

"Can you even apply the methods of secular archaeology to this?"

Ji Jingshan held up a high-powered magnifying glass, his whole body almost pressed against the belly of the cauldron.

"Old Chu, come and take a look at these lightning marks."

"This is a mark of heavenly tribulation recorded in ancient books."

"Compared to this thing, all the bronze artifacts in your National Museum are just scrap metal."

Chu Qingshan swallowed hard.

He stared intently at the dark gold patterns on the cauldron and the water ripples that ran east to west.

His breathing became increasingly rapid, and his chest heaved violently.

He is not only an antique enthusiast, but also the curator of the Imperial Capital Museum.

Upon seeing such a national treasure, his inherent possessiveness began to grow wildly.

"Old Zhou, Old Ji."

Chu Qingshan lowered his voice, his tone carrying a hint of madness.

"Putting this thing in a private yard is a complete waste!"

"This is a symbol of the orthodox Chinese civilization! This is a national treasure!"

Chu Qingshan became more and more excited as he spoke.

"If this could be placed in the main hall of our Imperial Capital Museum, it could be opened as a separate, top-level exhibition hall."

Zhou Dechang stopped brushing his brush and looked at him with a frown.

"Old Chu, what kind of dream are you having in broad daylight?"

"Wake up! This is Miss Shen's betrothal gift, which the Celestial Master personally pulled out of the Yellow River."

Ji Jingshan also gave a cold laugh and put away the magnifying glass.

"that is."

"You want to move to the National Museum? How many heads do you have for the Taoist priest to chop off? You'd better give up your crooked thoughts."

Chu Qingshan did not refute.

He stood still, his eyes fixed on the Yongzhou Ding.

Master Huiyuan, who was not far away, was quietly watching this scene.

The old monk fiddled with his Bodhi prayer beads, a slight smile playing on his lips.

In that very instant.

A faint golden light flashed in the depths of Chu Qingshan's eyes.

His facial expression gradually froze, and a voice began to echo wildly in his mind.

"If this were mine..."

"If this were mine..."