"The head of the Lin family in Lincheng and the young master of the Lin family came to celebrate the birthday."
"Young Master Qian of Qinglan Mountain is here to celebrate your birthday."
"The second elder of the Cheng family of Cangyun Sect and the young master of the Cheng family came to celebrate the birthday."
Cheng Ye followed closely behind Cheng Shaoli and stepped into the Feng family's doorstep.
Today is the eighteenth birthday of Feng Yuxuan, the only young master of the Feng family.
Eighteen years old meant that Feng Yuxuan had reached adulthood. As a talented weapon refiner among the younger generation of the Feng family, and even in the entire Northern Continent, Feng Yuxuan's birthday would naturally be attended by many prominent cultivators.
The Feng family also made a grand preparation and opened their doors to welcome guests. It was said that the banquet was even set up at the city gate.
As the little boy at the door announced the identities and origins of the monks who came to attend the birthday ceremony, the living room, which was already full, gradually became chaotic, and the seated guests looked at the visitors and started talking.
"There are so many people coming this time."
"That's right. Ultimately, it's all about recruiting Feng Yuxuan. I heard that the Qinglan Mountain Master's magical weapon has been broken for hundreds of years, and he hasn't bought a new one yet."
"That was a gift from the mountain master's deceased companion. Wasn't it sent to the Feng family for repair some time ago?"
"Even if the magic weapon is repaired without any trace of damage, it won't be able to perform its function."
"Did I hear correctly? The Second Elder of the Cang Yun Sect actually came out of seclusion to come here in person. This is a huge honor!"
"Yeah, could it be that this person's magic weapon is also broken?"
"I don't think so. Isn't it said that the young master of the Cheng family has never been interested in cultivation, but only loves to travel and visit like-minded people? Could it be that the second elder of the Cheng family is acting as a bridge?"
"That makes sense, but wow, wow, wow, this young master of the Cheng family is truly lucky. Born into the Cang Yun Sect and the sect's sole heir, even if cultivation is too arduous and he doesn't want to persevere, he has plenty of elixirs to build up his cultivation and a wealth of magical instruments for protection and attack. In last year's miscellaneous newspapers, the young master of the Cheng family was ranked number one on the list of cultivators' most desired marriages."
"That's right. If you marry him, you won't have to work hard for half your life."
"Not only that, it is said that Young Master Cheng is the second most handsome man in the four continents!"
"Four continents? Who said that? Has anyone who has been to other continents ever come back?"
"...Exaggeration, perhaps."
"Oh, so what if he's good-looking? The cultivation gained from elixirs is fake after all."
"How do you know it's a pile of elixirs? Isn't the Cheng family of Cangyun Sect a family of weapon refiners? Where did they get so many elixirs?"
"Oh, poverty limits your imagination."
"Stop talking, stop talking. What does it matter if it's true or false? Even if Young Master Cheng is just an ordinary person, he is still a level you can't reach."
"...That's true. Cultivating well is not as good as marrying well, and marrying well is not as good as being reborn well."
Listening to the envious discussions of the people around him, Feng Yuxuan's brows were furrowed more and more. For today's birthday, he started preparing half a year in advance. He spent a lot of money to let the most prestigious eighth-level weapon refiner in the Northern Continent refine a moon-white suit for him. The spells on the edge of the cuffs and the belt were drawn by his grandfather himself, just waiting to make a dazzling appearance in front of everyone today.
As the protagonist, he is certainly the focus of everyone's attention. Not to mention his talent in refining equipment and his enviable family background, his fresh and unworldly temperament and his elegant and beautiful face are all envied by others.
But now, a name easily stole the limelight that belonged to him. How could he not be angry?
Feng Yuyan, his twin sister standing next to him and sharing the same mother, knew him very well. As soon as she saw his gloomy face, she immediately guessed the reason.
"Brother, your fame is growing. Even the young master of the Cheng family can't help but come over to make friends with you."
Feng Yuxuan's expression improved a lot, but he still frowned and said, "I'm a weapon refiner. He doesn't know anything. What's there to talk about?"
"Who knows, brother? Don't overthink it." Feng Yuyan covered her mouth and smiled. "It is said that this young master Cheng is very generous. If you can really make friends with him, brother, you will have an inexhaustible supply of refining materials in the future."
Thinking of this, Feng Yuxuan finally smiled. However, after a while, he looked into the distance and asked, "Have you sent out the invitation to the Wentian Sect?"
"Of course I did." Feng Yuyan nodded. "Don't worry, the Young Master will definitely come if he says so. He likes you so much."
Hearing his sister's obviously envious tone, Feng Yuxuan felt proud but also a little worried. His brows were slightly furrowed, but it did not affect his good mood at the moment.
He suppressed his uneasiness and continued to wear a decent smile to welcome the guests who came from all directions to the Feng family with all kinds of rare treasures.
Feng Yuxuan's father, Feng Yuandao, rushed out almost as soon as he heard about the Cangyun Sect, and personally led his wife and Feng Yuxuan to greet them.
"It is an honor for our Feng family that the Second Elder can come here in person. I apologize for not being able to greet him in person. It is really rude." Feng Yuandao laughed loudly, with an attitude neither humble nor arrogant.
Cheng Shaoli looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. He was dressed in a white robe and looked extremely elegant. He looked like a teacher in a school, and his whole body exuded a gentle scholarly air.
He looked at Feng Yuandao with a half-smile, glanced at Cheng Ye who was looking around randomly at the side, and greeted him: "It's my nephew. He traveled here some time ago. I don't know what happened, but he came to the Han family to look for someone. My brother was afraid that he would be abrupt, so I had to bring him here."
Cheng Ye was wearing a plain white robe, and his long black hair was stuck up high with emerald crystals. It seemed a little messy because he was not skilled in sending and receiving hair. However, his indifferent expression made him look like a banished immortal. His fair skin and delicate facial features attracted everyone's attention.
Feng Yuyan was actually stunned by what she saw.
Feng Yuandao's face lit up with joy, and he quickly pushed Feng Yuxuan out: "This is my son, Yuxuan."
"Yuxuan, why don't you say hello to Young Master Cheng?"
Feng Yuxuan stepped forward and was about to bow when he was interrupted by the child following Cheng Shaoli. The child handed Feng Yuxuan a box made of sunken wood with both hands and said in a loud voice, "This is a gift from my young master to Mr. Han for his eighteenth birthday."
Feng Yuxuan's unhappy expression immediately turned into joy. He raised his hand to take it, but the child opened it and said, "A purple jade hairpin."
On the red velvet lay a hairpin made of purple jade. It was crystal clear and shimmered with a faint purple halo. It was obviously a fifth-level magic weapon.
This gift is a bit too light for the Cheng family.
Not to mention the level of the magic weapon, this hairpin does not have any talismans on it, and it is obviously only decorative. Every item on a monk's body is an attack or protection magic weapon, so why would they waste space wearing such a useless thing?
Not only the Feng family, but even the surrounding guests were stunned.
This kind of gift is actually worth shouting out loud?
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, but Feng Yuandao was the first to react. No matter what the Cheng family meant, they couldn't afford to offend them. He quickly nudged his son, who seemed to be standing there in a daze, and said, "Look at Yuxuan. He was stunned by the sight of Young Master Cheng. He was stunned."
Feng Yuxuan glanced at his father with dissatisfaction, but was suppressed by Feng Yuandao's eyes. He had to put away the gift reluctantly: "Thank you, Young Master Cheng." It sounded extremely insincere, and Feng Yuandao warned him several times.
Cheng Shaoli didn't feel ashamed at all. He even said with an expression that said this kind of gift is only suitable for the younger generation of your family. "This is something Ye Zi made casually when she was free. I heard that Master Feng is also quite accomplished in refining weapons. I just wanted to exchange ideas."
"How is that possible!"
Everyone thought Cheng Shaoli was joking, and some even questioned him out loud.
Cheng Ye heard it, but didn't even raise an eyebrow, as if they were talking about strangers.
After all, everyone talks about him as a dandy young man who has cultivated himself by using elixirs. Not to mention refining a magical weapon of this level, even getting started might be a problem for him.
Everyone says that Young Master Cheng is obsessed with mountains and rivers, but in fact, these are just nice ways of saying it. This is a disguised criticism of him for not doing his job properly and being a playboy who relies on his family's wealth and resources.
Cheng Ye: I have a mine at home, so I can be so willful!
Some people said that the Cheng family wanted to take advantage of Feng Yuxuan's popularity to whitewash the young master. Young Master Cheng rolled his eyes and thought to himself that Feng Yuxuan, with his half-baked skills, was still trying to gain popularity.
As expected, birds of a feather flock together. They are all a bunch of ignorant guys.
Feng Yuandao naturally didn't believe it, but after having eaten a few more years, he didn't show any trace of doubt on his face. He smiled and thanked him, "Thank you very much, Master Cheng. However, Second Elder, your praise is too much. My level is limited, how can I be called accomplished?"
But the smile on his face was not fake, I'm afraid he had been feeling proud inside for a long time.
Cheng Ye's eyes flashed with contempt. At this moment, the little boy at the door suddenly raised his voice, almost shouting at the top of his lungs: "Qi Yu, the young master of the Wentian Sect, comes to congratulate you."
"Questioning Heaven Sect?"
"Young Master?"
"Isn't that person someone who never leaves the mountain? Why does the Feng family have such a big reputation?"
"The Cheng family, the Qi family, and the Feng family are about to rise to prominence."
"I heard that Qi Yu is really practicing hard. He is only 25 years old, but he has already reached the foundation-building stage."
"Then Qi Yu is also good-looking. It is said that the reason why he is not on the list of the cultivators' most desired marriages is because they are afraid of being beaten. Otherwise, how could the young master of the Cheng family be on the list?"
"What's the use of being good-looking? He is a sword cultivator. The only thing he will be close to in his life is probably his sword. Besides,"
Amidst the discussions, Feng Yuandao's face lit up and his smile became even brighter.
The people present also had a deeper understanding of the Feng family.
Cheng Shaoli subconsciously looked at Cheng Ye with some worry in his eyes.
Cheng Ye narrowed his eyes and shook his head at him, indicating that he was fine.
Cheng Ye looked back and saw a tall, slender man with a resolute face striding in. His eyebrows were sharp and his eyes were bright. As everyone said, he had the appearance to enter the entertainment industry. He was the kind of star who was different from the creamy boy, but had a bit of a powerful and wild style.
However, because he was a sword cultivator, he could feel the sword energy lingering around him from afar, scraping against his exposed skin like a small knife, and it was a bit painful.
The opponent might have just advanced and can't control himself well.
Cheng Shaoli moved closer to him, blocking some of the sword energy for him, and Cheng Ye immediately felt much better.
Knowing that he is a powerful killer, why doesn't he find a cave to practice properly? Instead, he runs out to harass innocent people. Cheng Ye took a look, lacking interest and a little disgusted. He quickly turned his eyes away, searched the crowd, and his eyes lit up!
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