The young Taoist nun rolled her eyes, ignoring the banter of the two men. She pulled over a stool, sat down, and casually picked up a pot of wine from the table, taking a drink.
"Congratulations to you both, Tian Suanzi, Yun Mengzi, a hundred years of longing, and you are finally married."
Fang Xiaoyu held her chin, looking at the two with a smile.
"A hundred years, wait, what's going on?"
Sui Xiaohang's spirits immediately perked up. Not just him, the others also became energetic.
"Tell us quickly."
"I don't know the specifics. I think it's best for the people involved to tell this story."
Fang Xiaoyu chuckled, her big eyes constantly glancing at Tian Suanzi.
"What's there to tell? It's all in the past. Let's drink."
Tian Suanzi quickly picked up his wine cup, wanting to toast everyone.
"If you don't tell, we'll ask the little Taoist nun."
Wan Lei grinned and started to move towards the young Taoist nun, but was glared at and retreated.
"If you don't want to tell, then don't. Let's drink." Young Master Lei had more wine brought over.
"Drinking is a beautiful thing. I haven't cultivated any other skills over the years, only this good capacity for drink.
As the saying goes, ten thousand feet of red dust can be settled with three cups of wine, and a thousand years of great cause can be contemplated over a pot of tea.
To see through the mundane world is to truly savor the taste of wine."
The young Taoist nun was unrestrained and bold, placing one foot on Tian Suanzi's stool. She was magnificent, clinking glasses with everyone with her wine pot. The men present were all astonished by her drinking style.
"Was she always like this?"
Young Master Lei whispered to Tian Suanzi.
"No, she used to be so well-behaved... Alas, it's all my fault. Come, let's drink."
Everyone clinked glasses repeatedly. The Drunken Immortal Brew could intoxicate even immortals, let alone this group of mortal realm cultivators. Before long, they were all slurring their words.
"Oh my, such good wine. It's a shame to drink it without a good story to accompany it."
Young Master Lei sighed and cast a look of contempt and provocation at Tian Suanzi.
"Who said there are no stories?"
Tian Suanzi slapped his thigh, then glanced sideways at the young Taoist nun, seeking her permission to tell.
"Hmph, this humble Taoist has long seen through the world of mortals. The past stirs not the slightest ripple in my heart. If you want to tell, then tell. What does it have to do with me? My eyes only hold wine."
The young Taoist nun remained uninhibited.
"You damned girl, why are you so different when you're in front of people and when you're not?"
"You're looking for death!"
The young Taoist nun's face turned slightly red as she twisted Tian Suanzi's ear.
"Watch what you say, there are juniors here."
"Alright, alright. Then I'll begin.
That year, my name was Wang Fugui..."
"Wang Fugui?! Hahaha, that name really suits your temperament!"
"Shut up, listen to me. I must speak of this matter, it's bursting to be told!"
...
Tian Suanzi finished his story.
Man Yaoyao listened from the side, tears streaming down her face.
Feng Silu, nestled in Sui Xiaohang's arms, looked at her aunt with immense heartache.
Ba'er Nu drank three pots of wine along with the story and silently decided to tell Qian Duoduo about it later.
Sui Xiaohang gnashed his teeth, calling Tian Suanzi a scumbag, yet he still clinked a glass with him.
Fang Xiaoyu, carefree, blinked her big eyes, stroking Man Yaoyao's hair while popping a chicken leg into her mouth.
Wan Lei, however, was different. As the protagonist, his focus was slightly different from others.
He walked up to Tian Suanzi and slapped him on the back of the head.
"Did you cause all this snow? I wondered why the snow kept getting heavier over the years. Good heavens, the Northern Region is all snow, and half the Central Region is covered in snow. Stop it quickly, are we even going to have a wedding feast?"
Everyone looked at Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu. At that moment, everyone felt they were a match made in heaven.
Damn it, these two are truly heartless; their eyes only see food!
Hearing this, Man Yaoyao became unhappy, pouting and glaring at Wan Lei.
"You're talking nonsense. It's nice to snow. The snow scenery is beautiful.
Oh, stop touching it, you're annoying!"
Qi Man Yao slapped Fang Xiaoyu's prying hand away.
"Is that so? The snow scenery is really beautiful?"
A wicked smile flickered across Fang Xiaoyu's lips. She quietly leaned towards Qi Man Yao's ear and whispered something, causing Man Yaoyao's face to turn crimson. She glared fiercely at Wan Lei and got up to run.
"Can you run away? See how I'll deal with you!"
Fang Xiaoyu chased after her.
"You certainly know how to enjoy yourself."
The young Taoist nun glanced sideways at Wan Lei, a cold smile playing on her lips. She couldn't stand this great scumbag no matter how she looked at him.
"I wouldn't dare. I only need Xiaoyu."
Young Master Lei was slightly tipsy. He picked up his wine pot and continued to drink with everyone.
Evening fell.
"Hmph, not a single one is a match."
Looking at the table full of people passed out before her, the young Taoist nun sneered. She picked up her wine pot and left.
Even Wang Fugui, the wine immortal, was defeated by the young Taoist nun's drinking capacity.
Walking unsteadily for a few steps, the young Taoist nun suddenly remembered something. She turned back, lifted Tian Suanzi with one hand, and her Dharma form appeared beneath her feet. She vanished.
After so many years alone, suddenly having someone by her side felt a little unaccustomed. She had almost forgotten.
The clamor subsided, and the celebration ended.
The wedding banquet dispersed, and each family returned to their peaceful lives.
Wan Lei and Sister Xiaoyu spent their days away from home, running around and playing, not cultivating.
Their reason was simple: after fighting their whole lives, shouldn't they enjoy themselves? After the new year, the Water Immortal Secret Realm would open, and they would have to fight hard again. Was it not permissible to relax during the New Year?
Any reader who says Young Master Lei is not ambitious, come out and I'll kill you!
Sui Xiaohang and Feng Silu were on their honeymoon. They repeatedly asked Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu to take them along when they went out, but Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu were elusive, making it hard to find them.
Tian Suanzi and the young Taoist nun stayed in the small Taoist temple. As the year-end approached, there were many people coming for divination and prayers. The young couple was quite busy, living a fulfilling life.
Ba'er Nu had a home in Qishan County. Even though she had no relatives, she was treated as an honored guest upon her return to the Ba family.
At the peak of Nascent Soul formation, ready to break through to the Nascent Soul stage at any moment, she brought infinite hope to the Ba family.
However, whether Ba'er Nu would still manage the Ba family was unknown.
At the very least, if the Ba family were to produce another Nascent Soul cultivator, they would have some say in the future, even if they remained vassals of the Wan family, wouldn't they?
Qi Man Yao...
Man Yaoyao had no home. If she had to say she had one, it would only be the cellar in the small courtyard.
"Leader, I've returned."
Qi Man Yao bowed her head to the leader before her.
"Weren't you expelled from the Heavenly Condemned?" Why are you back?"
"Although I am no longer one of the Heavenly Condemned, I have never forgotten the kindness of your upbringing, Leader."
"So?"
"So... please leave Qishan County. Do you really think Wan Lei doesn't know you're here?"
"Hmph, if he, Wan Lei, wants to kill me..."
"Leader, you... you are no longer my match. Please... leave this place."
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Man Yaoyao's illustration is also finished. It has been uploaded to the pinned post in the comment section. Everyone can go and take a look. Man Yaoyao is so wronged.