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“Well, she’s just a mere woman. Although she’s stunning, she’s nothing special. Let this old guy have her!”

“A lofty sword cultivator with impure thoughts. No wonder he possesses the innate Sword Dao physique but has yet to become a Saint!”

On each high platform, divine radiance overflowed inside the Immortal Palace, and a purple aura ascended. The Semi-Saint masters of the top sects sat separately, noticing the eager gaze in the eyes of the Lingxu Sword Sect’s Sect Master and coldly snorting.

Some were also tempted, but seeing the Sect Master’s behavior, they knew they couldn’t compete and reluctantly gave up.

But some disdained such behavior. If not for the Lingxu Sword Sect’s Sect Master indulging in lust and neglecting his cultivation, his Sword Dao wouldn’t lack sincerity. He would have become a Saint long ago with his innate Sword Dao physique.

“White Cloud Ancestor, please take your seat!”

A guardian at the Eternal Boundary stepped forward and greeted the White Cloud Ancestor and the others, whose expressions showed signs of shock. They were also led into the Immortal Palace.

In this Immortal Palace, only the leaders of their own forces had the qualifications to ascend the stage and take their seats. Although the White Cloud Ancestor’s position was one rank below that of the masters of the top sects, it was still a prominent position.

“What an impressive Su Clan. They have so many formidable masters at the peak of the Eternal Boundary. Each one is not much weaker than a Semi-Saint!” The White Cloud Ancestor said and sat on one of the high platforms, secretly amazed.

On his journey here, he had been deeply impressed by the Su Clan’s foundations. Whether it was the three thousand dharma manifestations or the thirty peak Eternal Boundary masters, they far surpassed the White Cloud Dynasty by a wide margin. They were simply not on the same level.

“So beautiful, even more, magnificent than the imperial palace!”

Beside him, Princess Bai Yuege took her seat. Her clear eyes blinked as she gazed at the vast Immortal Palace and the leaders of various powers. She wasn’t afraid but rather full of curiosity. Her flawless gaze was as pure as clear spring water.

“Moon, soon the Old Immortal Changsheng will appear. Take a good look at him. If you are willing, he might become your future husband!” Hearing the White Cloud Ancestor’s transmission, Bai Yuege crisply responded with a youthful voice that was as clear and captivating as a pearl falling into a jade plate.

“Yes, Grandfather Ancestor!” Upon hearing this, Bai Yuege responded obediently. Her voice was tender but carried a clarity and charm similar to a pure and flawless gem.

Sigh, I hope it will be a success. The White Cloud Ancestor secretly pondered.

After witnessing the Su Clan’s foundations, he became more aware of Su Changsheng’s mysteries. The other party was not ordinary and likely harbored great secrets.

If they could establish a connection, it would bring immense benefits to the White Cloud Dynasty and Bai Yuege. However, this matter was not solely based on one’s willingness. It also depended on whether Su Changsheng would take a liking to Bai Yuege.

“White Cloud Ancestor, your descendant is quite impressive. I’ve liked her, so I’ll accept her as a concubine!”

“As a reward, I’ll intercede on behalf of your White Cloud Dynasty and ask Su Changsheng to spare you.”

“I suppose you’ve come here for this matter, haven’t you?” At that moment, an indifferent voice sounded in the White Cloud Ancestor’s ear, filled with an air of superiority as if bestowing charity upon a beggar. The voice belonged to Ling Jian, the Sect Master of the Lingxu Sword Sect.

“What?” Upon hearing this, the White Cloud Ancestor was stunned. After recognizing the voice’s identity, he couldn’t help but feel angry. Regardless of the White Cloud Dynasty’s weakness, it was still a first-class power. The White Cloud Ancestor himself was a Semi-Saint and not someone who feared death. How could he let Bai Yuege become someone else’s concubine?

Moreover, Ling Jian spoke condescendingly, as if looking down on a beggar. If it were only that, the White Cloud Ancestor could endure it to some extent. However, he knew that Ling Jian had abnormal tastes and treated his wives and concubines as playthings. At over eight thousand years old, Ling Jian still hadn’t become a Saint. He was nothing more than a rotten old man. If Bai Yuege were to marry him, wouldn’t she walk into the tiger’s den?

“Sect Master, you’re too kind. However, Moon is still young. I don’t intend to betroth her to anyone just yet. Please wait a few more years, Sect Master!” Although the White Cloud Ancestor felt aggrieved, he suppressed his anger and spoke politely. After all, they couldn’t afford to offend the Lingxu Sword Sect.

“How dare you!” Ling Jian’s gaze turned cold, and his transmission became icy, carrying a chilling intent to kill.

“A mere first-class power dares to refuse this Sect Master? Believe it or not, I can wipe out your White Cloud Dynasty tomorrow without the Su Clan’s intervention! If you have any sense, hand over this woman, and I can pardon your offense!” Ling Jian coldly transmitted his message.

The White Cloud Ancestor’s heart sank. If Ling Jian wiped out the White Cloud Dynasty, even if they managed to form an alliance with the Su Clan, it would probably be too late. It would take some time to propose an alliance because today was the day of the grand wedding. However, if they refused, it was likely that the Lingxu Sword Sect would annihilate the White Cloud Dynasty within a few days. The Lingxu Sword Sect could erase a first-class power with a snap of their fingers as a top-level power.

Bai Yuege sat by the side. Her hands clenched tightly. Her clear eyes blinked as she observed her surroundings, seemingly lost in the beauty of the scenery. She lightly swayed her bare feet and hummed a little tune. Like an innocent and pure little girl, she appeared holy and ethereal, like a celestial being descended to the mortal world.

Seeing this scene, the White Cloud Ancestor trembled in his heart. How could he bear to sacrifice his own descendant like this? Moon was his most beloved disciple.

“Thank you for your kindness, Sect Master, but my answer remains the same. It’s unnecessary,” the White Cloud Ancestor replied calmly, taking a deep breath.

“Very well, you’re quite resolute,” Ling Jian responded with cold words.

It’s over! The White Cloud Ancestor bitterly smiled upon hearing those words, knowing that the White Cloud Dynasty was doomed this time.

“But as long as you’re safe, that’s enough!” Soon, his gaze became firm again, and he looked at Bai Yuege with gentle eyes. “As long as you’re here, there is hope for the White Cloud Dynasty!” He caressed Bai Yuege’s beautiful hair and whispered.

As long as Bai Yuege rose under Su Changsheng’s protection and became a Saint, the White Cloud Dynasty would not perish. It could revive and flourish once again. At that time, all sacrifices would be worth it.

“Elder?” Bai Yuege tilted her head, her pure eyes filled with confusion as she looked at the White Cloud Ancestor.

“It’s nothing. Just wait a little longer. The Immortal Ancestor will appear soon!” The White Cloud Ancestor smiled and shook his head. A joyous smile appeared on his aging face. It had been a long time since he felt so relaxed.

“Oh!” Bai Yuege obediently nodded, her eyes gazing into the depths of the palace, her gaze flickering, lost in her own thoughts.

“Dang!”

Time passed, and after numerous congratulations from the leaders of various forces, accompanied by the sound of drums and gongs, the wedding officially began. After going through various ceremonies, the bride and groom formally appeared.

Su Changsheng wore a groom’s attire, his black hair like ink, and his face as handsome as jade. His tall figure was unbelievably beautiful, like an immortal from the heavens.

“Is that Immortal Ancestor Changsheng?”

“He’s so young!”

On the elevated platform, Bai Yuege blinked, astonished as she looked at the flawlessly handsome Su Changsheng. However, she was mentally prepared,  still surprised when she saw Su Changsheng in person.

“Naturally, Immortal Ancestor Changsheng broke through to the Saint realm. At his age of six thousand years, compared to the fifty thousand-year lifespans of a Saint, he is still in his youth!” The White Cloud Ancestor explained. Then, he looked at Bai Yuege smilingly and asked, “So, little princess, are you satisfied?”

“Well, he looks good!” Bai Yuege’s face turned slightly red, and she cautiously glanced at Su Changsheng’s handsome face, whispering.

Very good-looking! She added that in her mind.