Zhang Youdao and Zhang Youchui looked at their parents as they entered the bedroom, scratching their heads and exchanging glances.
"What is it that Father and Mother can't say in front of us? Why do they have to enter the palace and set up a formation?"
Zhang Youchui was at a loss for words when his elder brother raised the question, but he felt that it wouldn't be appropriate for him to be shaking his head and scratching his head all the time after hanging out with his brother-in-law for so long.
He then replied calmly.
"They must be handling something important."
As for what major event it was, Zhang Youdao couldn't guess, and Zhang Youchui couldn't explain it either.
Therefore, their attention was quickly drawn to Sheng Lingxiao's master and mistress.
The elderly couple, Mr. and Mrs. Wu, who were determined to die, never imagined that they would leave the Heavenly Emperor City and enter the Nine Heavens Profound Dao Sect so easily.
I never imagined that the entire Yunqin court was full of traitors and villains.
The most terrifying situation in a country is when officials protect each other, but Yun Qin was the one who deceived the Heavenly Emperor's clan with everyone.
As the deputy director of the Imperial Observatory, he was well aware of how intensive and terrifying the surveillance methods the Celestial Empire used against its officials within its borders were.
But after this trip, it became clear that no matter how terrifying your surveillance methods are, they still require loyal subordinates to carry them out.
If those who wield these terrifying surveillance methods are all traitors and spies, then those surveillance methods are no different from mere decorations.
You won't find anything, let alone be able to investigate.
If such a Celestial Empire could survive for long, then there would truly be no justice in the world.
So the elderly couple were grateful that they had met Sheng Lingxiao, this little guy, in their later years, and that he had left Yunqin early on. They were also grateful for their choice.
The most important thing in life is to live, for the people you care about to live, and for yourself to live as well. That is more important than anything else.
As a descendant capable of creating a sea of destiny for the Celestial Empire, how could Wu Daoyong not see the purpose of that communication talisman?
How could you not know what the Nine Heavens Profound Dao Sect is?
He knew and understood all of this, but he and his wife understood even more that what they wanted most, compared to the rigid ancestral precepts and their reverence for the Celestial Empire, was the joy of family life.
What's wrong with living for yourself?
What good would it do to be buried with that corrupt and doomed Celestial Empire?
So when they saw Sheng Lingxiao, dressed in fine clothes, his little face flushed, embracing the elderly couple in his arms, everything was worth it.
This little guy truly considers them his parents; what could be more important than that?
After Sheng Lingxiao took them to his residence, he began rummaging through his storage ring.
The master's wife's favorite blue dress, the master's favorite tender and lean meat, Daqi wine, and various decorations.
He bought all of these in the Daqi market in the secret realm of the Chao tribe; they were all things that his master and mistress had never seen before.
It's not very valuable, but it warms the heart.
Just as he said in the talisman, I will take care of you in your old age.
The old couple never stopped talking. Old Wu became even more determined: to hell with all the planning and schemes, even if it was only for one day, it would be worth it.
So they took out the shrunken altar and handed it to Zhang Daqiu, who had just arrived.
Whether he will reforge the sacred artifact of the Witch Clan, or whether he will hand it over to Sheng Lingxiao after it is completed, is no longer important.
Thinking about those upsetting things is nothing compared to enjoying tender, soft meat and watching the old woman holding the little one's hand as they discuss marriage.
After a hearty meal and a good night's sleep, the next day they followed Sheng Lingxiao to the secret realm of the Yang Clan to meet their future in-laws.
Actually, Mr. and Mrs. Wu were not very enthusiastic about this step, because they felt it was a transaction, and even marrying their daughter from the Ye tribe to Sheng Lingxiao was a casual decision.
Yun Qin and his group had seen far too many things like this.
But upon arriving at the secret realm of the Qi clan, the elderly couple were stunned by what they saw.
At the exit of the spatial passage, a large group of men, women, and children of the Huang ethnic group gathered, each with a kind smile and a hint of nervousness on their face.
This is what they call "a stick trying to fight a wolf, but both sides are afraid."
Mr. and Mrs. Wu felt that the other party's intentions had been achieved, and that they were no longer important. Sheng Lingxiao was on their territory, and even if the other party went back on their word, there was nothing they could do.
A daughter of an imperial family is not so easy to marry.
The Ye tribe was also filled with unease, after all, this was the first time a Ye tribe daughter would be married to an outsider.
Sheng Lingxiao is a good kid. He's good-looking, talented, and strong. He's also a fierce general under the clan leader.
It would be a good thing if my daughter could marry him, but my own daughter... she's not good-looking.
It's a treasure in our own hands, and Sheng Lingxiao agrees.
But now that their parents are here, what if they don't like our daughter's looks... that would be so hurtful.
Huang Boqi said that if the Huang clan wants to reproduce and preserve its innate talents, it must not allow internal marriages.
The drawbacks of inbreeding have already become apparent within the Ye clan, but if they don't marry within the clan, they have to marry outside.
The marriage with Sheng Lingxiao is the first one, and if it doesn't start well, then things will get complicated later.
So the scene became a staring contest, with Mr. and Mrs. Wu not daring to speak first, because they didn't know whether they were there to welcome them or to kill them.
The people of the Ye clan did not dare to speak first. They did not know whether Old Wu and his wife were satisfied or not, or whether they would turn around and leave to say that they did not agree to the marriage.
They stood there awkwardly for a full quarter of an hour, the atmosphere of the entire place seemingly frozen.
The awkward atmosphere was only relieved when the 76-year-old man with his square gait appeared.
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