Zhang Dafu also had a very famous nickname among the various forces in the Central Ming Empire.

Zhang doesn't want to.

Shameless!

Because the Nine Heavens Profound Dao Sect became even more shameless after he took over, but the sect's strength also increased.

Although he looks just like Jin Mantang's father, he is fat and sleazy, dressed like a wealthy businessman, and has a fawning smile on his face that seems to never fade.

But all the strongest forces in the entire Zhongming Empire know that anyone who dares to underestimate this fat man will be tricked and reduced to nothing.

To become the sect leader of the Nine Heavens Profound Dao Sect, one's strength is already among the strongest in the Imperial Land.

A powerful figure whose every stomp would send shivers down the spines of the entire imperial land was now all smiles and apologizing.

"My daughter, you are the apple of your father's eye, the treasure of the Zhang family, and the treasure of our sect."

As Zhang Dafu spoke, he rubbed his hands together somewhat awkwardly.

"You are a princess of our Nine Heavens Profound Dao Sect, and a princess in the entire Imperial Land, so you see... a princess's marriage to a prince consort must be approached with utmost caution..."

Before Zhang Dafu could finish speaking, Thirty-Year-Old, who was sitting in his chair, slammed his teacup heavily onto the table.

"Okay, so now you're telling me this?"

"You've ruined the reputation of the Nine Heavens Profound Dao Sect so badly. If I don't find someone myself, I'll end up like Jiu Lin, unable to get married for the rest of my life."

When Jiu Lin was mentioned, Zhang Dafu smacked his lips.

Zhang Jiulin, Zhang Dafu's niece, is beautiful, has long legs, and possesses strong cultivation talent.

Despite being the eldest daughter of the Zhang family and possessing extraordinary talent, she was rejected by her fiancé six times.

It wasn't that the other party disliked Zhang Jiulin, nor that Zhang Jiulin was as shrewish and domineering as others. On the contrary, Zhang Jiulin was one of the few gentle women in the Zhang family.

However, burdened by the reputation of the Nine Heavens Profound Dao Sect, headed by the Zhang family, she is still unmarried at the age of fifty-six.

For cultivators with powerful cultivation levels and lifespans often measured in thousands of years, a woman under a hundred years old is no different from an ordinary twenty-year-old woman.

Although all six engagements were arranged by the sect elders, Zhang Jiulin had never met some of them, and even if he had, he would only nod in acknowledgment.

But being rejected six times in a row is hurtful enough.

There was nothing else to it; he simply didn't want to be drained dry by the Nine Heavens Profound Dao Sect, and in the end, he even changed his surname.

Forming marriage alliances with other sects can boost one's own strength, but forming a marriage alliance with the Nine Heavens Profound Dao Sect...

But for some unknown reason, the six families and sects that broke off their engagements have been secretly targeted for decades.

At first, disciples would be assassinated as soon as they left the family's territory, and later they were still killed even within the family's territory.

And this killing spree lasted for decades.

It has never stopped.

Some suspected that it was the Nine Heavens Profound Dao Sect who made the move in secret, but Zhang Dafu glared at them and said, "How could I admit it?"

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Dafu smiled obsequiously at the man who was thirty years old.

"It's different...it's different. Although Jiu Lin is also a legitimate daughter of the Zhang family, her status can't compare to yours..."

"If Father were to announce it now, that the princess of my Nine Heavens Profound Dao Sect would be holding a martial arts contest to find a husband, Father guarantees that all the young talents of the entire Imperial Land would flock to her..."

This remark was met with a teacup being smashed down on him.

"Spread the word? More like, send out threatening letters."

"So you'll wipe out anyone who doesn't come, or you'll end up like those families that broke off their engagements with Jiulin, being assassinated for decades, with all the able-bodied men in the family wiped out, leaving only white-haired old people and toddlers taking their first steps?"

As he said "Thirty is the age to stand firm," he got up and walked over to Zhang Dafu.

Do you think you're funny?

Faced with his daughter's angry glare, Zhang Dafu gave an awkward smile, but before he could speak, he heard Thirty-Year-Old Stand out and continue.

"You sent me to the small country of Cangqiong Academy in the Eastern Divine Land just so I would find out about my engagement with him, didn't you?"

“Now I think he’s great, he’s the man I, Zhang Kaifeng, want to marry.”

As he spoke, the smile on his face vanished, and he glared at his father again.

"Zhang Dafu, now that I've confirmed it, why are you making excuses? What exactly do you mean by this?"

"I thought you didn't even consider that kid good enough, and that you were just going through the motions to cancel that casually mentioned engagement from back then..."

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes, now that he was thirty, narrowed into a dangerous arc.

"Zhang Dafu, my cultivation has improved recently, and I'm going to test my power on you. You don't have any objections, do you?"

boom!

A slightly rough scream rang out from the bamboo forest garden, the core mountain range of the Nine Heavens Profound Dao Sect.

"Feng'er, please calm down... Father was wrong..."

"Don't hit my face..."

The disciples of the Nine Heavens Profound Dao Sect were already used to such comments.

It's perfectly normal for the little princess to use the sect leader's face to test the power of her martial arts techniques.

This scene has been ongoing since the little princess started cultivating at the age of three. Every time she was beaten black and blue, the sect leader was extremely excited.

He nodded while smoothing his hair, which had been beaten into a bird's nest shape.

"Yes, my Feng'er's talent is indeed incredibly powerful, just like mine."

An hour later, the people from the Nine Heavens Profound Dao Sect's weapon-refining hall came over to repair the broken palace, while Zhang Dafu stroked his hair and smiled ingratiatingly at the thirty-year-old sitting in the chair.

“My Feng’er’s talent is indeed incredibly powerful, just like mine.”

But at thirty, she acted as if nothing had happened, picking up her teacup and smiling radiantly at Zhang Dafu.

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