Before Master Jing'an could recover from the shock of the two holding hands, he was startled by Master Fuyue's sudden proposal to get engaged.
"A proposal of engagement?"
Looking again at all the treasures scattered on the ground, she then looked at Wei Qinghe, whose face was flushed.
As a sword cultivator, he was once so poor that he didn't even have the spirit stones to repair his magical artifacts, and when he was seriously injured, he could only lie down and heal himself.
But ever since Wei Qinghe, the sect's precious darling, appeared, the entire Ling Sect has escaped poverty.
Looking at these treasures again, they're just... nothing special.
Wei Qinghe is exchanging these treasures? What are you thinking!
"A proposal for engagement?" Even the naive Chu Ling'er, who had always been by their side, was shocked.
Her conflicted little face displayed a variety of expressions, sometimes smiling, sometimes sad, sometimes surprised, sometimes frustrated...
“Qinghe is still young and her cultivation method is special. Her cultivation level is not suitable for marriage yet, so I would like to get engaged first…” Daoist Fuyue had actually expressed this to Wei Qinghe’s grandfather many years ago.
He was in dire straits at the time, but Wei Qinghe's grandfather was very kind and helped him quickly get out of his predicament.
However, he seems to be in an even more awkward position in front of Master Jing'an now than last time.
But Wei Qinghe was younger last time, so he didn't know her feelings.
He was afraid that Wei Qinghe would be too dazzling and that other cultivators would get there first, so he impulsively went to find Wei Qinghe's grandfather.
This time, he and Wei Qinghe liked each other and had been through so much together, so he was more confident.
The hand holding Wei Qinghe's hand tightened involuntarily. Wei Qinghe felt the warmth and sweat in his palm, and tightened his grip as a way of comforting him.
Master Jing'an dared not look at the two's hands. He wished he could gouge out his own eyes. Although he knew some clues, why did the cruel reality have to come so quickly?
Clearly, he wasn't ready to marry off his precious daughter.
"The Spirit Sect is currently in dire need of rebuilding, and the position of sect leader has been vacant for a long time... Qinghe is the only suitable candidate for sect leader. If she gets married soon, then the Spirit Sect..."
Actually, he said these words because he wanted to test Daoist Fuyue again.
He also wanted to build up more confidence for Wei Qinghe.
However, what Daoist Fuyue said next completely shut down Daoist Jing'an's words.
Then, Daoist Fuyue said with a sincere expression, "I am not the sect leader of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, nor do I hold any other position. I do not need to arrange matters for the Nine Heavens Sword Sect. I can live with Qinghe in the Spirit Sect. In other words, I can marry into the family!"
"Marry into the family?" What could Daoist Jing'an say? The number one swordsman was already willing to marry into the family.
Wei Qinghe had not expected that Daoist Fuyue would make such a decision.
"You're going to marry into my family?"
Fuyue Daozun gently pursed her lips and nodded. As long as she could be with Wei Qinghe, what difference did it make whether they lived together in the Nine Heavens Sword Sect or the Spirit Sect?
Chu Ling'er was probably the happiest. Although she was simple-minded, she had followed Jingyao Tianzun on his adventures and had seen marriages in the mortal world. She also knew what it meant to marry into a family.
"It's good to marry into the family. It's good to marry into the family. I can be Senior Brother Fuyue's dowry, so I can be with Little Lotus every day."
Daoist Fuyue was both amused and exasperated. "Even if I were to marry into the family, my senior brother, the sect leader, would not allow you to be with Qinghe every day."
He didn't want this little girl to interfere with his and Wei Qinghe's sweet life every day.
Seeing that Chu Ling'er's expression changed, Daoist Fuyue quickly said, "But you can come often."
Chu Ling'er felt less aggrieved after hearing this.
Seeing this, Master Jing'an had no choice but to invite several elders from the Ling Sect.
The elders, who were busy with their own affairs, all put down their important matters and rushed to the main hall upon hearing that it concerned Wei Qinghe's marriage.
Last time, Wei Qinghe's marriage was hastily arranged by Old Madam Wei, so this time we must make sure to carefully oversee the process.
Don't let just any Tom, Dick, or Harry shamelessly come to ask for your hand in marriage.
"Who dares to be so bold..."
The Seventh Elder, known as "Golden Barbie," rushed over with her magical artifacts. Before she could even finish speaking, she was dazzled by the various precious materials scattered on the ground, completely ignoring Wei Qinghe who was standing next to her.
"This is the skin of a seventh-tier lizard, sixth-tier ivory, and the teeth of an eighth-tier poisonous spider..."
Seeing her pathetic state, Master Jing'an cleared his throat forcefully, finally pulling her back from her 'greedy and obsessed' thoughts.
She then pretended nothing had happened, composed herself, and calmly wiped away her drool.
"Daoist Fuyue?" The composure he had just managed to muster was shattered by the shock of the two holding hands, causing him to lose all control of his expression.
"You, you all...it was you!"
"This marriage isn't entirely impossible, it's just that..."
"We do not agree to this marriage."
The other elders also arrived, but they immediately fell silent after entering the hall and seeing the familiar figure of Daoist Fuyue.
"The Daoist Master Fuyue?"
"Is it Daoist Fuyue who is proposing marriage?"
"..."
Although the elders thought Fuyue Daozun was good, Wei Qinghe was the new hope of the Ling Sect.
If Wei Qinghe gets married, then Lingzong will once again lose its successor as sect leader.
This is a great loss for the Ling Sect, far greater than the rare and precious medicinal herbs and spiritual plants in the main hall.
Master Jing'an sighed deeply and recounted the instructions given by Wei Qinghe's grandfather many years ago, as well as the betrothal gifts offered by Master Fuyue and the matter of Master Fuyue marrying into the family.
The hall fell silent. With Daoist Fuyue marrying into the family, they would not only not lose Wei Qinghe as their successor, but would also gain Daoist Fuyue's assistance.
Soon everyone said in unison, "This marriage is fine, we agree, we agree to let Daoist Fuyue marry into the family."
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