Chapter 228
Liu Meng, who was being tightly hugged, laughed hehe and also tightly hugged Shen Qingli, "Didn't expect that? Unexpected, surprising, delightful?"
"Delightful." Shen Qingli wasn't surprised, but delighted.
After all, the Tianxing Sect that can guard the Star Image Mountain is certainly not ordinary.
Not to mention the Tianxing ancestral patriarch, who was waylaid by his own tribulation halfway through ascension.
As for the others, although Shen Qingli had heard no news, she had always looked forward to reuniting with them.
In the great calamity, so many immortals died; many underwent karmic rebirth, and not only gods but also many immortals were among them.
As long as the three hun and seven po are not completely extinguished, rebirth is possible, but not everyone can return to their proper place; it depends on whether they can successfully pass the tribulation and ascend after rebirth.
"Little junior sister, you're not surprised at all." Zhan Yuefeng, fanning himself, also smiled faintly, "We've been holding back for a long time just to give you a big surprise."
"Junior brother." Shen Qingli carefully examined this fortunate physique, "You are,"
"Heavenly Blessing Star." Zhan Yuefeng laughed, "Blessed by heaven, smooth sailing, smooth water, smooth wealth god."
"You don't look like old gods who have returned to their proper places." Shen Qingli had already seen that.
The sect leader, Huayuan Mister, and the others are all old gods, but her eldest senior sister, second senior brother, and junior brother are not!
"That's right, we're all newly cultivated little immortals." Zhan Yuefeng explained, his tone turning somewhat complex, "The original masters have all passed away; we can only be considered inheritors of their Dao lineage, and the road to becoming them is still long."
"Not far." Shen Qingli could sense that although they were merely little immortal trainees, each person's body concealed a different aura, which must be the inherited Dao lineage aura they spoke of.
"Junior sister." Li Yidao finally squeezed in a greeting from the midst of the chatty little junior brother.
Shen Qingli looked at him, smiling all over her face, "Heaven‑Slaying Second Senior Brother?"
Li Yidao gave a faint smile, "Still weak, can't help the junior sister, I'm working hard."
"It's still me, eldest senior sister!" Liu Meng performed a martial scholar's step, "Look, I, Heavenly Sword, am a second‑grade lower immortal!"
"Huh?" Shen Qingli was surprised, had she misseen?
Indeed! Liu Meng was already a second‑grade lower immortal, but her sword was sheathed, its edge restrained; at first glance she looked merely a ninth‑grade immortal trainee.
"How about that?" Liu Meng lifted her chin proudly, "You haven't called me eldest senior sister for nothing—tell me anything, and I'll have your back, eldest senior sister!"
"Good, good, good." Shen Qingli linked arms with her, "Come on, let's go sit up there."
"A Li." The Huayuan Star Lord called out.
She immediately stopped and looked toward Huayuan Mister, Ji Wanxing, and the others who were chatting with her father and mother.
"Mister." Shen Qingli bowed again, respectfully.
Huayuan Mister laughed, "Even if you act cute and turn back, I'll still check your studies."
No wonder he's the Huayuan Mister of the Tianfu Star; Shen Qingli suddenly felt a headache.
Liu Meng was already shouting, "Mister! Today's a big joy—don't mention studying!"
"Hahaha…" Ji Wanxing and the others laughed loudly, "Who would have thought fate so subtle that we are actually colleagues in the Divine Court? A few juniors have even become juniors in the Tianxing Hall under them."
What pleased them most was still Shen Qingli, now the most noble deity's daughter, the female emperor's child in the Divine Court, and even more their cherished treasure, their heart's darling.
"Little A Li, congratulations."
Ji Wanxing still remembered that at the sect assembly that year, Zhao Yue, who invoked her mother's name, had heaped blame and smeared filth upon Shen Qingli to the utmost.
Nowadays, she has not only found her birth mother but obviously also received the maternal love and protection she rightfully deserved. He'd say, such a fine young lady shouldn't suffer so much.
"Thank you, sect leader." Shen Qingli also wouldn't forget that when no faction looked upon her, and when the Bi Yu Sect slandered her as a demonic cultivator, the Tianxing Sect's leaders still stood by her.
Really good, we've reunited again.
"Everyone, please take your seats."
Zhong Minglan already knew that these people were the ones who had helped her when she, the little beauty, was at her most difficult.
"Please."
Shen Kuo naturally had also welcomed them; he had been mentioning them before.
"Least expected of all is you!"
"Kunlun deity, I was saying why you seem somewhat familiar."
After Ji Wanxing returned to his proper place, he faintly felt that Shen Kuo seemed somewhat familiar.
But the Kunlun deity rarely appears at banquets, so truly few immortals know him, let alone have seen him.
"Sect leader, has the Tianxing ancestral master been in contact with you?" Shen Qingli asked in passing.
"No. We've also searched for quite a while and found no trace of him." Ji Wanxing still wanted to ask.
After all, Jiang Yuan ascended together with Shen Qingmo…
But the result of this question left the stars of the Tianxing Hall silent.
"The ancestral patriarch seized himself?"
"No wonder he's the ancestral patriarch!"
Zhao Qingshan, this Greedy Wolf Star, remains as unrestrained as ever.
Ji Wanxing rubbed his forehead, and Shen Qingli asked, "Are there any unrecovered gods left in the Tianxing Hall?"
"Our nine chief stars have all returned to their proper places; the master couldn't possibly be inferior to us." Ji Wanxing couldn't understand.
The nine stars are actually all deities‑level powerhouses; Jiang Yuan, judging by appearance, should be some primordial deity?
"Dad, you have no impression?" Shen Qingli asked.
Shen Kuo glanced at her; he hasn't seen anyone, so where would an impression come from?
Shen Qingli understood, "You go ahead and perform the wedding with Mother; I'll receive the sect leader and the others."
The celestial officials came to urge that the auspicious time for the rites had arrived; divinities from all quarters had taken their places, ready to watch the ceremony.
The divinities reported to come had all arrived in full; who would dare miss the auspicious moment?
"Come along with me." The Grand Elder personally greeted them, seating the Tianxing Hall's dignitaries near Shen Qingli.
That place was also the seating of the Shen family members, all familiar faces; once seated, they began catching up.
"Eh, Xiao Jiu."
"?"
Shen Qingtong looked at the familiar Liu Meng, thinking he was probably older than her.
Your older brother—hasn't he come up yet?
No, but he should be soon.
Oh. This is a letter from your tenth younger brother.
Old Ten?
Shen Qingtong skeptically opened the letter; a round of 'greetings' made him chuckle.
It was just that Shen Qingci's cultivation was stuck; thinking of his previous 'curse', he unleashed a tirade.
How are my father and uncle? Shen Qingtong asked again.
They're fine; I later met your little ten.
Thanks. Shen Qingtong put away the letter.
"Shh!" Zhan Yuefeng suddenly called out to the two.
At the same time, the entire banquet hall fell silent.
At the front of the hall, Shen Kuo had already taken Zhong Minglan's hand.
Dao marriage differs from the Sheng Long Tian ceremony; the marrying couple naturally takes the heavenly Dao as witness.
Just then, at the very moment of the auspicious time—
Outside the hall, the matchmaker immortal official received a great gift, the gift notice reading:
"Kunlun Shenjun and Zhu Que Nu Di's childhood groom: Di Jin, congratulations on the Dao Pill! A pair!"
The hall fell even quieter, first because of the childhood groom, then because of the 'Dao Pill', Dao Pill!
"Truly, a true Dao Pill?"
In the silence, the Grand Elder's halting question was especially clear! Also especially moving!
Everyone wanted to know, after all, this Dao Pill, this Dao Pill...
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