Chapter 225: The Dao Canon is the Grand Wedding

If I guessed right, Di Jin is deducing the heavenly Dao.

After countless deductions, he finally worked out a way to live for him and his daughter.

Even with thorns still present, at least a sliver of life remains.

No.

There should be more than this.

Shen Kuo is, after all, not Di Jin; he can infer some clues but cannot see through everything.

If you don't explain clearly, I'll get anxious.

Zhong Minglan reminded, her patience was about to run out.

Just look.

Shen Kuo lowered his head, his forehead touching Zhong Minglan's.

That memory was instantly shared!

When Zhong Minglan saw Shen Qingli shatter, her breath stopped.

There was no explosive rage, only silent tranquility, but Shen Kuo knew she was in pain.

He embraced the mother and daughter, 'A Jin descended to Sheng Long Tian, perhaps for me and A Li.'

Zhong Minglan said nothing, just tightly embracing the child in her arms—almost, no, she had already lost the child.

Blame Shen Kuo? At least he went and repaired their daughter.

And her? Where is she?

She herself doesn't know.

If only I had known earlier...

The little beauty probably didn't want to be born.

She bears children but doesn't raise them—she's too selfish.

Sorry.

Zhong Minglan couldn't hold back her tears.

Born to suffer—what's the point?

Don't think like that.

Shen Kuo paused, then came to this point.

A Li is very happy now.

Shen Kuo, who could sense Shen Qingli's state of mind, understood that despite myriad hardships, the daughter was still glad to be born and to see her true mother.

Zhong Minglan still felt awful.

Even though the little beauty is happy now, she could have avoided those sufferings.

All this is because her mother, who gave birth to her, failed to protect her.

We are all undergoing tribulation.

Shen Kuo comforted her, saying tribulation is never easy, but he would rather bear all the suffering himself than wear down his daughter.

He is a deity, enduring eternity, enjoying the essence of heaven and earth; he ought to sacrifice himself for the great calamity—any hardship is acceptable.

His daughter, however, is so small, has received no blessings, only hardship...

No one shall bully the little beauty from now on.

Zhong Minglan forbids it—no one may!

Naturally.

Shen Kuo also does not allow it.

Then he cannot ignore everything.

You stay with A Li; I'll go out for a bit.

Outside the hall, many immortals had long been waiting, but he didn't want to deal with them.

Zhong Minglan could also sense it: 'Go ahead.'

Shen Kuo nodded, then looked at the child in her arms.

He reached out to stroke the child's hair; from now on, whatever she wants or needs, he will make sure she has it and can accomplish everything she wishes.

Thus, the main hall of the Dao Palace opened.

What Shen Kuo sat upon was the main seat once occupied by the Dao Lord!

The immortals had no objection; the moment he returned, he already displayed his strength.

Moreover, when the Dao Lord was present, as long as the Kunlun Divine Lord also attended, they sat beside the Dao Lord.

Before, they thought the two were merely on good terms; only now did they realize the other's strength was comparable.

But he was not on the front lines, so people forgot that without him, the Shen Ting would have long disbanded.

'Divine Lord, how is the Junior Tutor?' the Queen Mother of the West asked after the affairs were settled.

This is also what Tai Jin and the Grand Supreme wanted to know; let's hope nothing happens.

'A Li is fine, but don't call her Junior Tutor.'

Shen Kuo knew this was the gods' respect for his daughter, but also a responsibility.

'The Dao Canon hasn't ended yet; on the final day, everyone come to witness the ceremony.'

Shen Kuo wants everyone in the Shen Ting to know that his daughter Shen Qingli is his and Zhong Minglan's treasure; at no time should she suffer the slightest slight.

'Then what, if not Junior Tutor, what should we call her?' the Grand Supreme was at a loss.

'Just call her by her name; I hope you all treat her like a younger generation.'

Shen Kuo does not want the immortals to revere Shen Qingli, burdening her with too many expectations.

What senior sister, young emperor, young tutor, long princess—none of them...

He hopes everyone can at least look after A Li like a kind elder would.

"But her inheritance, I'm afraid it's destined that she cannot grow as you hoped."

The Queen Mother of the West spoke frankly; after all, she had inherited all the monarch's legacy, and the heavy responsibility on her shoulders could not be set down.

Shen Kuo certainly understood too, but he hadn't said anything yet when the venerable elder said, "Understood! A Li indeed has her own mission, but we old fogeys won't delay treating her as a child! She was originally just a little girl."

All the immortals, upon hearing this, nodded in succession.

Understood!

We must protect little A Li.

That's no problem.

Originally they were indeed wrong.

Although A Li is strong, she is still young; they indeed should not forget that.

"What ceremony will be observed then? The grand ceremony of conferring the title of Little Princess of Shen Ting upon A Li?"

"Not only that, there is also the grand wedding ceremony of this emperor and the god lord."

Zhong Minglan also came, after all, the diligent Shen Qingli woke up and went to cultivate…

Shen Kuo looked at her, rather suddenly, but he immediately replied, "Not bad."

"What a good feeling!" the venerable elder almost smiled his eyes into slits, "It's time for the great wedding; the daughter is all grown up, we should make up a gift—no, double gifts—for the great wedding and the great gift of having children."

"Still missing two." Zhong Minglan said, "Shouldn't we make up A Li's hundred-day and first-birthday gifts?"

"Yes!"

"That's right!"

All the immortals laughed heartily.

Zhong Minglan was satisfied; shouldn't we give A Li something good?

Shen Kuo felt a mix of laughter and tears, inevitably recalling those few "bandits" from the Tianxing Sect.

And in the blink of an eye—

The immortals who had not yet dispersed truly participated in the Dao Canon.

The Dao Canon.

The Dao Lord will enlighten the deluded Dao.

This matter, the returned Shen Kuo can obviously accomplish.

Now, those immortals who originally had taken leave and not attended the Dao Canon have all come.

Moreover, the recently revived gods have sent word, they will definitely come!

Among them, the demon god's arrival is the most certain, and they insist on waiting for him.

"How can one make the Dao Canon wait? This demon really dares to say that."

Tai Jin organized these memorials, and found Chiyou the most wild, but since his demonic path is just like that, they let him go.

But waiting is impossible; if he wants to come, he must exert himself! Recover quickly, then come over.

"The recently revived gods are indeed many." The venerable elder sighed; Hou Tu has left seclusion, and every day follows little A Li's side. It is said they want to recast a divine cauldron to thank little A Li, and must follow her daily to let the cauldron's aura match hers.

"The Heavenly Heavy God King has also revived, already sent an invitation, and specially came to apologize and make amends to our A Li. Right! I've already rushed back to deal with his son.

"And that Bai Ren God King, drive him away." Tai Jin thinks, anyone who would make A Li unhappy should be exiled to the frontier to sit on a cold bench.

"How good, the ancient gods of the Dan Tai, Ji, Jiang clans and other divine clans are also reviving; no wonder, as our Kunlun God Lord, upon his return, the Shen Ting has come fully alive."

"And there are the four seas and eight wildernesses: the Qing Qiu fox clan, the You Fei Yu clan, the East Sea dragon clan..." The venerable elder counting them almost burst into tears; the last time it was this lively was ten thousand years ago.

It was still during the great calamity; only then the liveliness was not joyous but tragic, a fervor of heroic sacrifice, wave after wave, grand and mighty.

"What is the great calamity?"

At this moment, Shen Qingli was asking Zhong Minglan.

I've heard this for a long time, but never knew exactly what it was.