After Zhang Zhao led the many powerful figures of the Great Xia Dynasty to fetch the bride,
Zhang Jian did not immediately follow; he still had some arrangements to make.
Fetching the bride here would inevitably face backlash from the anti-Tongshan Dao Lineage alliance.
With Zhang Jian secretly protecting Zhang Zhao, Zhang Jian was confident he could successfully bring back the woman from the Si Family, but he worried someone might take advantage of his absence and raid his home.
The Great Xia Dynasty was his foundation. If anyone realized he was away and took the opportunity to raid his home, others might not be able to hold them off.
Therefore, this time he chose to spend a great price to have True Monarch Zhanmo invite a Second Generation Ancestor Master to descend.
Of course, such an invitation came with a price.
The price was a drop of ’Three Lights Divine Water’!
Inside the grand hall, a purple-clothed Daoist currently had a smile in his eyes. He spoke to the True Monarch Zhanmo beside him.
"Niece Zhanmo, your disciple certainly has a meticulous mind!"
True Monarch Zhanmo understood the hint and looked towards the door.
"Uncle Zidian, if not for his meticulous ’cautious’ mind, he wouldn’t have never participated in a single sect trial!"
"Master, this disciple calls it foolproof; how can you badmouth me behind my back!"
Outside the grand hall, Zhang Jian walked in slowly.
At this moment, he bowed slightly to Ancestor Zidian.
"Uncle Ancestor Zidian!"
Zidian Daoist waved his hand and said,
"No need for formalities!"
True Monarch Zhanmo snorted lightly,
"You, timid disciple, cowardice is cowardice; calling it ’caution’ is still a compliment!"
Zhang Jian smiled slightly, indifferent. With the ability to exploit the ’Ancestor’ in the Ancestral Hall, guarding the Ancestor, living well was enough; there was no need to risk his life for some meager resources.
True Monarch Zhanmo also looked at Zhang Jian with bright eyes,
"Ah Yu, be careful. This time, those intending to seize the bride are not just one group; they might aim to make an example of you!"
"You can also choose to let the sect’s powerful figures take action; there’s no need to face it alone!"
Zhang Jian’s eyes flickered.
"If the sect’s powerful figures act, it will trigger a great battle, and how would I then retaliate?!"
Zhang Jian sneered silently.
If the sect intervenes, it would lead to a chaotic battle among the major forces.
But if he acted alone, he could then retaliate with no boundaries or restrictions.
At that time, even the ancestral patriarchs of each major force in the Outer World would have nothing to say.
Zidian Ancestor’s eyes remained on Zhang Jian, faintly smiling,
"You’ve got some schemes in mind, thinking of retaliation? Be wary not to stumble in the shadows; those Saint King’s Families, True Immortal Clans have quite a foundation!"
Zhang Jian’s eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness, then he nodded and said,
"Thank you, Uncle Ancestor, for the advice. I’ve understood. I’ll leave everything inside and outside Haojing City to Uncle Ancestor Zidian!"
Zidian Ancestor’s eyes hinted with thunder as he nodded slightly.
True Monarch Zhanmo also said,
"Just go with peace of mind. Your Uncle has suppressed the Tongshan Dao Lineage for hundreds of thousands of years; there will be no trouble!"
Zhang Jian nodded slightly and said,
"With Uncle Ancestor here, I am at ease!"
Actually, Zhang Jian wanted to remind Ancestor Zidian about perceiving through the Sheji Emperor’s authority that many unknown strong forces had appeared around Haojing City, and their numbers weren’t few.
But considering Ancestor Zidian had been stationed at the Tongshan Dao Lineage for hundreds of thousands of years, being well-versed in these matters, there was no need to overstate the obvious.
He immediately transformed into a pale blue light, speeding off towards Zhang Zhao’s carriage.
...
In the Imperial Court, inside the Profound Origin Small Hut
At this moment, a graceful and alluring silhouette was gazing far into the direction of the Imperial Palace square.
Her jade-like face looked serene, exuding an extreme allure even without any deliberate posture. Her dark attire accentuated her voluptuous figure, seemingly filled with a fatal allure.
Every movement carried an enticing charm.
She was Meng Bingyun.
Six months ago, she was quietly sent to Haojing City by the Five Elements Immortal Sect and soon conferred as a consort. Though not one of the Four Concubines, she was among the Nine Concubines, with a prestigious status.
However, what others did not know was that this low-profile Consort Meng had yet to be favored.
At this moment, she was gazing towards the Imperial Palace, her eyes somewhat leisurely.
She instead went with the flow, undisturbed by worry over such matters.
She knew that only by relying on the strong could someone like her gradually take control of her destiny.
Furthermore, after being in the Great Xia Dynasty for about six months, she found out that the Great Xia Emperor was not a cold and unfeeling person.
If he pursued a path of heartlessness, he would not be so devoted to the Central Palace, nor would he bestow the title of consort to aging close attendants, granting them offspring.
And that sufficed for Meng Bingyun.
...
In the depths of the void, Zhang Jian moved with lightning speed, quickly catching up with Zhang Zhao’s wedding procession.
Aside from some relatives and friends, Zhang Zhao’s party also included some Primordial Spirit Masters from the Great Xia Dynasty.
Zhang Jian had especially asked Dong Shen Ancestor, Taiyin Fairy, and two True Monarchs of the Tongshan Dao Lineage to accompany them, including True Monarch Zijing and Pursuing Star True Monarch.
As the elder brother, Zhang Yi was also among them.
Such a formation was quite grand.
In an era where True Immortals rarely appeared, three Near Immortal Primordial Spirit True Monarchs fetching a bride, along with several Primordial Spirit Grand Masters, constituted a force strong enough to rival a large Immortal Sect Dao Lineage.
The phase of fetching the bride was relatively smooth.
Zhang Jian hid in the dark, his gaze sweeping around, seeing that although many strong figures eyed Zhang Zhao’s group from the depths of the void, they chose not to act.