Chapter 35: Manjusri Wants to Take a Disciple

Today, everyone was in high spirits, only Di Xin had a sullen face.

There was no way; he never imagined that he, the solemn Human Emperor, would one day be forced.

After all, who let his sister become pregnant with that man's child again?

"Great King Uncle, Great King Uncle, why aren't you happy?"

Just then, a childish voice sounded in Di Xin's ear.

Looking down, Di Xin, who had just been wearing a sullen face, immediately switched to a smile.

He reached out and picked up Xiao Jinzha, who had just learned to walk; for this nephew of his, he was utterly fond.

There was no way; this child was precocious from a young age, learning to walk and speak in less than a month, truly a prodigy.

This also made Di Xin more certain that this child was the qilin child bestowed upon their Great Shang royal household by heaven and earth.

"Xiao Jinzha, Great King Uncle will take you to attend your parents' wedding!"

Holding Xiao Jinzha, Di Xin mounted his own dragon palanquin.

After Xiao Jinzha learned to walk and speak, Lady Yin decisively weaned him, went busy with her own wedding affairs, and directly handed Xiao Jinzha over to her imperial older brother and imperial older sister-in-law.

It can be said that during this period, Di Xin single-handedly raised Xiao Jinzha.

Seeing Xiao Jinzha sitting excitedly in Di Xin's arms, waving his little hands, even the ministers dared not say more.

After all, the previous Marquis of Xibo who said this violated ritual was beaten with the court's cane, still recuperating at his residence, and couldn't even attend this princess's grand wedding.

……

"Hehe, Su Zhi, you look really pretty today!"

Personally inserting a phoenix hairpin for Lady Yin, Queen Jiang said with a face full of envy.

If possible, she really wished that she could be the one wearing the wedding attire today.

"However, having his child is enough for me!"

She rubbed her growing belly, and Queen Jiang's face showed a hint of happiness.

Unlike Lady Yin, the gestation periods of others seemed fairly normal.

"Imperial older sister-in-law, thank you!"

Lady Yin knew that she was able to marry so smoothly to the prince consort thanks to much help from her imperial older sister-in-law.

Moreover, Queen Jiang had always treated her like a mother, making Lady Yin feel long-lost maternal affection from Queen Jiang.

Although, the children in their bellies right now share the same father!

But this will not affect their relationship.

"Alright, the auspicious time is approaching, the prince consort is about to arrive, I'll put on your veil for you!"

Queen Jiang said, then took a veil embroidered with a golden phoenix and personally placed it on Lady Yin's head.

……

The segment of the princess's wedding is extremely elaborate.

Fortunately, there were people sent by the imperial household to personally guide.

After undergoing nearly several hours of rites, Ao Yifan finally saw Lady Yin dressed in wedding attire.

"Prince consort, from now on Su Zhi is entrusted to you; you must take good care of her!"

Queen Jiang personally handed Lady Yin's hand over to Ao Yifan.

"Rest assured, Queen, my woman, I will personally cherish her!"

Ao Yifan subtly blinked his eyes.

Hearing this, Queen Jiang's cheeks flushed slightly; she certainly knew there was hidden meaning in his words.

Feeling the gazes all around like a tide, Queen Jiang's heart melted; she dearly wished that the hand Ao Yifan was holding at this moment was hers.

"Dad, Mom!"

Suddenly, a childish voice rang out.

"That little brat!"

Following the direction of the sound, they saw, to their surprise, Xiao Jinzha sitting in Di Xin's arms at that moment.

However, seeing Di Xin's dark face, Ao Yifan also knew it was time to continue the wedding ceremony.

"Hum—"

Just as the wedding ceremony continued, suddenly everyone only felt a celestial melody drifting from the horizon.

At the same time, multicolored lotus flowers drifted down.

"How beautiful!"

Looking at the multicolored lotus flowers drifting in the sky, everyone's eyes flashed with a hint of longing.

Someone reached out and caught a multicolored lotus flower; instantly their spirit was shaken, and they felt that their chronic ailment had instantly healed.

"Interesting, my wedding actually attracted a great deity; I don't know which immortal sect it is."

With a light pinch of his finger, a multicolored lotus flower turned into strands of immortal energy on Ao Yifan's fingertips.

"Presumptuous, who dares to play tricks with gods and ghosts in Morning Song City!"

Just then, an angry shout rang out.

Immediately afterwards, countless spectators knelt down in unison.

After all, when the monarch is angry, corpses pile up by the millions; in this era, it's certainly not just empty talk.

Moreover, as Di Xin's golden words jade spoken, in an instant the vast fortune of Morning Song City transformed into a surging tide, sweeping toward the sky.

In an instant, countless multicolored lotus flowers were torn apart, turning into pure immortal energy that fell onto the people present, likewise nourishing their bodies.

It is obvious that, although dissatisfied with the celestial beings' pretense of divinity, Di Xin did not neglect to secure benefits for the people.

Right after, a figure stumbled out.

"Heavenly Venerable of Infinite Blessings, I am a disciple of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, from the Cloudy Heavens Grotto of Five Dragon Mountain, Heavenly Venerable Manjusri of the Broad Dharma!"

"The airborne Daoist slowly descended."

"Today, as I passed through Morning Song City, I felt something and realized this child is fated to be with me. Your Majesty, may I let this child follow me in cultivation and gain a great freedom?"

"It's actually for little Jinzha?"

"Di Xin furrowed his brows slightly."

"This Heavenly Venerable Manjusri of the Broad Dharma, he naturally has also heard of him; he is no ordinary immortal."

"He is a disciple of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals; even within the entire Chan Teaching, his status is exalted."

"If it were any other ordinary immortal, Di Xin would have long ago ordered his execution."

"After all, in Morning Song City, even an immortal must bow before him."

"However, given the other party's special status, even Di Xin cannot help but consider further."

"There's no way around it; the other party backs the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, a true sage—even if he is the Human Emperor, he cannot arbitrarily slay a sage's disciple."

"However, although he cannot arbitrarily slay him, Di Xin also does not intend to give him a pleasant face."

"Hmph, Jinzha is my nephew by blood; you want to take him to cultivate and seek the Dao—did you even ask for my opinion?"

"Di Xin let out a cold snort and said."

"Your Majesty, I have said before: this child is fated to be with me; he is destined to become my disciple!"

"Heavenly Venerable Manjusri of the Broad Dharma said lightly."

"Are you threatening Your Majesty?"

"In an instant, a murderous aura burst from Di Xin's body, causing even the Heavenly Venerable Manjusri of the Broad Dharma, who cultivates at the Great Luo Golden Immortal level, to involuntarily change his expression."

"He also did not expect that this Human Emperor's attitude would be so unyielding."

"Your Majesty, I harbor no ill intent; letting this child follow me to seek immortality and the Dao would also bring him great benefit."

"Heavenly Venerable Manjusri of the Broad Dharma continued, obviously unwilling to abandon this heaven‑fated disciple."

"Still spouting deceitful nonsense—do you really think I dare not kill you?"

"Di Xin was truly angry."

"How could he bear to let his beloved little Jinzha go seek immortality and the Dao?"

"After all, having his own beloved uncle dote on him is enough; in Di Xin's view, everyone else harbors ulterior motives."

"Your Majesty, I am giving you kind advice—why must it come to this?"

"At this moment, the Heavenly Venerable Manjusri of the Broad Dharma said lightly, his attitude having lost the earlier respect."

"Insolent! To dare be rude to Your Majesty deserves death!"

"At that moment, Huang Feihu, riding the five‑colored divine ox, let out a great roar and lunged at the Heavenly Venerable Manjusri of the Broad Dharma."