Chapter 616: The Tree Falls and the Monkeys Scatter

"First bow to Heaven and Earth!"

"Second bow to the high hall!"

Shen Zui's home was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers everywhere, a scene of joy and harmony.

Aaron mingled among the many guests, offering a stack of mid-to-high-grade Talismans as a wedding gift—a gesture that was both generous and affordable.

"Who would have thought, who would have thought... Brother Shen, who always boasted of wandering through ten thousand flowers, has actually been reined in by Hongfu Xianzi just like that..."

Qian Fu'er used his chopsticks to pick up broad beans, popping them into his mouth one by one, occasionally downing a cup of wine, shaking his head as he spoke.

"What this fellow Daoist says is exactly right."

A person sharing one's pillow knows too many secrets; she was not suitable for him.

Amidst this roar, even Foundation Establishment cultivators had their expressions change, and Qi Refining cultivators felt a chill in their hearts, as if they were being stared at by some ancient, savage beast.

Old Man Qian was drunk, his face flushed as he asked, "Would you like this old man to act as a matchmaker?"

"Fang Daoyou, do you have a preferred choice for a Dao companion?"

Seemingly in response, the Spirit Beast beneath her also raised its ferocious, archaic head, emitting a giant roar like that of a dragon or elephant.

This Zixinchen was, like him, at the Qi Refining Great Perfection, so he was a fellow Daoist.

"Haha... well said. Today there is good wine and good food, let's drink a few more cups." Qian Fu'er also laughed heartily: "I heard Fang Daoyou say before... one must enjoy life to the fullest while one is successful!"

"I'll pass on that; I am devoted to the Tao and have no intention of taking a wife." Aaron shook his head and refused directly.

At this moment, Shen Zui also brought Hongfu Xianzi over to toast: "After this cup, let us part ways here..."

Roar, roar!

The Small Talisman Hall was handed over directly to Lin Yuanping to manage.

When he passed through that vast market, he saw that the flow of people had thinned out significantly, and a sense of desolation suddenly welled up in his heart.

Dozens of cultivators' heads were thrown directly onto the ground.

"Haha, well said, drink more!"

"That is truly a pity for a man of your talent... eh?" Old Man Qian stared at Aaron for a moment: "Years have passed, yet Brother's appearance hasn't changed much."

As long as one is careful, one can completely hide away until the great war ends.

They all sensed that outside the valley, there was a terrifying aura, like a cruel, savage beast, wantonly slaughtering!

Before long, several Foundation Establishment Great Cultivators wearing the insignia of the Sanshan Association flew out of the market, their voices resounding in all directions: "Everyone, do not worry! This is our new Association Head—Hongyu Laozu, who is currently clearing the area around Dongmen Valley with her Spirit Beast!"

"It seems... war is truly coming. Another clash between the righteous and the Demon paths." Old Man Qian fell silent, downing the remaining wine on the table in one gulp: "To think that in my lifetime, I would actually see two great upheavals in the Immortal Cultivation World, it is truly... truly..."

"One must enjoy life to the fullest while one is successful, well said."

This scene seemed to be contagious; it spread from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, and more and more guests took their leave, until only a few remained.

At this time, they began to chat about which woman was the most seductive, whose daughter was quite beautiful... In their conversation, many cultivators lamented that ever since the Sanshan Association strictly investigated the Joyous Gate, the quality of the "half-open doors" in the market had plummeted, yet the prices had become much more expensive!

This made someone rub his nose; he truly had not expected such a thing.

A large man in a purple robe with a full beard walked over, cupped his hands in a salute: "I am Zixinchen. Those sycophants who left, let them go. That you few could actually stay means you must be the closest of friends to my son-in-law; we must drink a few more cups today!"

The surrounding male cultivators immediately let out suggestive laughter.

"Shen Daoyou."

That Spirit Beast of Hongyu Laozu was as large as a house, possessing a thick back, four claws, a snake's tail, and a dragon's head, with eyes wide open—no matter how one looked at it, it looked like a...

The one in red was a female cultivator with delicate features, looking like a young girl. At this moment, her face was as cold as frost, and her voice shook the surroundings: "Those who dare to offend my Sanshan Association shall die!"

With Aaron's current strength, below the Foundation Establishment level, he did not fear even the True Disciples of a Golden Core Sect.

"No matter how great the war, there will always be a day it ends."

"Haha... I once had a stroke of luck and consumed a Youth Preserving Pill, so my appearance will not age for several decades."

As the black Shadow approached, Aaron's expression was somewhat strange.

Fortunately, this is the Immortal Cultivation World; there are many explanations for an unchanging appearance.

"A Youth Preserving Pill... Daoist, that is too wasteful, wasteful!" Old Man Qian hugged his wine jar: "This kind of pill is worth nothing to a male cultivator, but if it were given to a beautiful female cultivator, one would truly go bankrupt to obtain it... they might even be willing to spend a night of passion, offering their body as alms..."

"Fang Daoyou." Shen Zui, dressed in white and holding a Yuzui Juhulu, was still dashing and elegant. Seeing Aaron, he greeted him hurriedly.

Even the middle management of the Sanshan Association did not have confidence in their own side; what else could Aaron say?

"It is just a bit of adventure; if it doesn't work out, it's no big deal."

Aaron walked over in two steps and gathered with the group.

Aaron laughed heartily.

"One thing subdues another, after all."

"But this time, I will not dissipate my cultivation to hide among the mortals."

As for if the other party ran away?

This person was able to find out the inside story of a Jindan Laozo's passing in advance; he was clearly a person who knew how to navigate social circles.

Aaron held his wine cup, preparing to leave Sanshan Market after the wedding banquet ended today.

Then, surrounded by many Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Sanshan Association, a black Shadow carrying a figure in red slowly approached from outside the valley.

That would only be the loss of some liquid assets; the shop and the land were still there, so there would be no major harm.

Just as he finished watching this scene of the tree falling and the monkeys scattering, and was preparing to leave the market, he suddenly saw Zixinchen's family also preparing to leave, supporting the old and leading the young.

Aaron cupped his hands in a salute; Immortal Cultivators do not pay much attention to seniority and often address each other as they please.

And with so many mouths, it was impossible for the news not to leak.

"Brother Fang, Old Qian..."

Men, after all, always like to talk about women when they have had too much to drink.

Aaron looked at Zixinchen, only to find the latter wearing an equally shocked and bewildered expression...

Aaron faintly heard fragments of conversation such as "Qingding Sect," "passing away," "Wu Country mobilization," and "Black Blood Sect recalling Disciples," and felt a wave of oppression.

The night was spent with the host and guests enjoying themselves, and the next day, Aaron packed up simply and prepared to leave Sanshan Market.

"The new head of the association? Ancestor Hongyu?"

"Haha... what are you saying? You must finish the banquet before leaving!" Aaron smiled slightly: "From the Black Blood Sect's mobilization to the start of the great war, there are still some days left. There is no need to rush for this moment..."

"It is already chaotic outside Dongmen Valley, with many rogue cultivators coming to kill and seize treasures; why not go together?" Zixinchen laughed.

Just as the atmosphere was harmonious, a cultivator suddenly received a message, their expression changed drastically, and they stood up and left without a word.

Bang bang!

"So it is fellow Taoist Zixinchen."

Aaron was just about to say a few more words when his expression suddenly changed!

Just like him, so did Zixinchen and the others!

Zixinchen drank two cups with Aaron, then sighed: "I am actually a deacon in the Sanshan Association... Fellow Taoist, the business at your shop looks like it is going to lose money."

"Longevity Turtle?"

Beside them, Shen Zui had already exclaimed: "A Third-tier Longevity Turtle? A thousand years of cultivation... a Golden Core great demon?!"

(End of this chapter)