Chapter 271: Summons from the Upper Sect

The Li family's wedding came abruptly, but the invitations were sent out one by one. All families above Qi Refining on the lake received invitations. Except for the Yu family, all families were present. Foundation Establishment loose cultivators on the west bank also sent people to watch the ceremony. Instead, Fei Wangbai did not come, but sent his direct grandson Fei Tongyu to come for him.

Fei Tongyu still maintained the usual demeanor of a graceful young master of the Fei family. Holding a fan in his hand, he stood in the banquet, his words courteous and polite, yet he lacked much joy. Observing the various aspects of the Li family and watching Li Yuanjiao, who was holding a cup at the head of the table, he could not help but feel anxious in his heart.

"Li Yuanjiao... peak of Embryonic Breath... what a fast cultivation speed. Although Li Qinghong was not seen at the banquet, with Li Qinghong's talent, she is at least at the fifth level of Embryonic Breath! The Li family's momentum is too prosperous, I am afraid it is not a good thing."

Fei Tongyu put down the cup in his hand, looked at the young man drinking silently in the position on the side, and seeing that he had no cultivation at all, but could sit at the top, he should be an important direct descendant, and asked:

"I don't know how to address you?"

Li Yuanyun was squinting his eyes thinking about things, and was startled by Fei Tongyu's voice. Fei Tongyu didn't know this nameless person, but he knew this direct descendant of the Fei family, and replied politely:

"I dare not, I dare not, I am just a vulgar person. My name is Li Yuanyun, and I am a direct descendant of the Li family. I dare not be called like this by an immortal!"

After walking at the foot of the mountain for a few years, Li Yuanyun had no youthful appearance at all, and had a few more circles of market atmosphere. He had also tried many methods of rumors that could cultivate spiritual apertures from the folk, from praying to gods to worshiping Buddhas, from scattering wealth to seeking talismans. The tossing of the years broke his waist, making him look like a middle-aged man full of exhaustion.

"I don't know you and Miss Qinghong..."

"Li Qinghong is the elder sister of the same mother as Yuanyun."

Li Yuanyun responded, and Fei Tongyu instantly became energetic. Before leaving, his younger brother Fei Tongxiao begged many times, and had to bring more than a dozen letters to Li Qinghong. Fei Tongyu was helpless, and couldn't find Li Qinghong at the banquet, so he hurriedly asked:

"I don't know Miss Qinghong... how can she be in seclusion on the mountain?"

"Exactly."

Li Yuanyun nodded, and then saw Fei Tongyu say:

"My younger brother..."

Looking at Fei Tongyu's hesitant appearance, Li Yuanyun shook his head and continued:

"Elder sister asked me to mention it. The cultivation technique she is practicing now is for no heirs. Yuanyun won't say much, just this one word."

Fei Tongyu was not a stupid thing either, paused slightly, and his heart calmed down, only replying:

"Many thanks, Brother Yuanyun."

Fei Tongyu also had a good impression of Li Qinghong, but his temperament was cold. This good impression was originally out of the marriage interests of the Li and Fei families and his appreciation for Li Qinghong's talent and actions. He was older than Fei Tongxiao, and had no obsession with love for Li Qinghong. Hearing that Li Qinghong could not have heirs, he immediately let go of his thoughts easily.

Within a few breaths, Fei Tongyu's mind had already passed several thoughts, just thinking about how to persuade his stubborn younger brother. He chatted with Li Yuanyun one after another.

"Looking at it all the way, the number of foreign-surname cultivators in your family is so large, I am afraid that the Fei and Yu families combined are not as good as..."

Fei Tongxiao looked at the bottom, smiled and asked, Li Yuanyun only laughed dryly and didn't answer. After all, the Li family's direct and concubine-born population was sparse, and most of the large spiritual fields were planted by foreign-surname cultivators, so it was inevitable that there were many foreign surnames.

Fei Tongyu saw that Li Yuanyun didn't want to talk more about this, changed the subject, looked at the Li family disciples who were properly in their positions, and replied:

"But your family's rules are strict. I have long heard that the Li family's clan rules are strict, and the ancestor Tongya is in his prime, so he is not afraid of not being able to suppress it."

Li Yuanyun laughed and made a joke, smiling:

"More than strict, it is rumored in my clan that the Clan Justice Court is the Senluo Hall, and these clan rules are to roast the disciples on the fire!"

Both laughed, and made a few dirty jokes. Fei Tongyu's mind was still on his younger brother, responding with Li Yuanyun, while his eyes scanned the banquet.

The other hand took out the small letters that Fei Tongxiao had modified and organized countless times from his sleeve. Fei Tongyu smiled bitterly and threw them into the fire, watching those letters dim in the fire, Fei Tongyu murmured:

"Xiao'er, Xiao'er, the goddess goes to the Heavenly Mountain by herself, why think of the human feelings of princes and nobles, break the thoughts... break the thoughts..."

Fei Tongyu had already made up his mind. When he went back, he would tell Fei Tongxiao that these letters were handed to Li Qinghong, and Li Qinghong didn't say a word, so that Fei Tongxiao could break his thoughts. Now watching these lingering words turn into ashes in the fire, Fei Tongyu was finally slightly unbearable, and smiled bitterly:

"What is all this, I am afraid that my Fei family men have always been romantic, so they got this retribution..."

Fei Tongyu then handled the things in his hand cleanly, sat in front of the steps and drank silently, but the slight red light illuminated his face. He stared blankly at the red sky, identified the thing in the sky, and gasped:

"How is it possible?"

The sky had already emerged with brilliant rosy clouds, colorful and gorgeous, exceptionally dazzling in the dim night sky. The rosy clouds were layered, like waves coming from the southeast. The giant ship floating in the front like a big bird stretched out four pairs of rosy wings like a phoenix, floating past slowly and quickly.

The banquet on the side quieted down. Everyone was open-mouthed, staring blankly at the sky, suppressed by the majestic momentum of the Dharma boat, looking at each other.

"Rosy Cloud Ship... People from the Upper Sect! This... what is this!"

"Clearly it is not time to pay the tribute..."

"Rosy Cloud Ship!"

Fei Tongyu was shocked in his heart, uneasy, and had a feeling of impending disaster. Among the three families on the lake, only his Fei family had no backing in the sect, and only spent money to buy a few managers to inquire about news.

Now that the Rosy Cloud Ship arrived abruptly, I am afraid it was pushed by Li Chijing or Yu Muxian. If it was Yu Muxian, neither the Fei nor Li families would get any good. If it was the Li family, he had no news at all, which I am afraid is not a good thing.

Fei Tongyu had no good color on his face, waited silently for a while, watched the Rosy Cloud Ship fly past the east side of Lijing Mountain and fall towards Milin Prefecture, and then his face looked better. He stepped into the air and went to find Li Xuansuan.

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"Rosy Cloud Ship..."

Yu Mugao stared at the colorful light falling down with a drunken expression. The Rosy Cloud Ship stopped slowly on the top of the mountain. The complicated patterns on it slowly brightened, and the suffocating momentum of the Dharma array relaxed. A person floated down from the boat.

This young man was dressed in green, with magic light flowing from his hair bun to his magic boots, displaying a myriad of colors. His face was handsome, but he kept his brows furrowed and his thin lips pursed. The members of the Yu family hurriedly knelt on the ground, and a large group of them collapsed with a clatter. The young man swept his gaze over them and frowned, saying:

"Where is Yu Xiaogui! It's fine if Yu Yufeng doesn't come, why is Yu Xiaogui nowhere to be seen!"

Yu Mugao hurriedly defended:

"The villain Yu Mugao, greetings to the Upper Envoy! Father closed a dead pass, as for the ancestor... has not returned yet!"

The young man frowned, scanned the group of people under his feet with contempt, and replied:

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 272 =====