Chapter 4593 The Wedding Banquet Begins
On this day, everyone was filled with anticipation.
A hundred years ago, the Ziwei Imperial Clan announced that their clansman was going to marry Chi Menghan today, and this was destined to be a marriage that would go down in history.
It was not uncommon for Imperial Clans to becomee in-laws, but this was the first time that the Imperial Son had married the Imperial Daughter.
This meant that the two Imperial Clans would be cooperating at a deeper level. This would break some traditions, and loosen some taboos.
From a certain aspect, this should be because the pressure from the invasion of Yin souls was too great, forcing the two great Imperial Clans to make such a decision.
It was not just these two Imperial Clans. The other Imperial Clans had also begun to form strong alliances among themselves. However, the Donglin and Zi Wei Clans were the first to make such a decision. Furthermore, it was also because Baili Tian and Chi Menghan were the most renowned.
"This is really benefiting Baili Tian."
"That's right. That guy is too lucky."
"Not only is Chi Menghan's aptitude comparable to the Golden Generation, but she's also one of the most beautiful beauties in the universe!"
"If I can marry Chi Menghan, I'll be satisfied even if I can only live another hundred years."
"Pei, why don't you take a piss and take a look at yourself? Are you even worthy?"
"I'm not qualified, so are you?"
The wedding banquet wasn't held at the ancestral grounds of the Donglin Imperial Clan. In other words, it wasn't held under the protection of the Imperial Formation. Instead, it was held outside.
There was naturally consideration for this arrangement.
—Was the theft of the Ziwei Imperial Clan not enough to alert them?
During the wedding, how many outsiders would come to watch the ceremony? They would definitely have to close the imperial formation. In that case, would they still be able to guard against Ling Han?
Thus, the wedding banquet had to be held outside to protect the treasures of the Donglin Imperial Clan.
Ling Han changed his appearance, and slowly walked forwards.
The Donglin Imperial Clan was rich and imposing, and prepared countless banquet tables. Anyone could come to attend and observe the ceremony and. Furthermore, guests could offer wedding gifts, or only come to eat and drink. There would definitely be no one chasing them away.
There were really too many people, and Ling Han practically didn't recognize any of them.
He didn't care. In any case, he was here to cause trouble.
He found a table and sat down. He sipped his wine and savored snacks unhurriedly, waiting for the wedding to officially begin.
A table could seat ten people. Though he found an empty table to sit at, it wasn't long before people came and filled the whole table.
The other nine people were in a total of four groups. At first, they did not know each other, but as they ate and drank, they soon conversed.
"Do you guys think Ling Han will come?" Someone suddenly changed the topic to Ling Han.
"He probably will. This guy is unafraid of heaven and earth, and has even killed a considerable number of Imperial Sons. Now that Imperial Son Tian wants to snatch his woman, how could he not come?" Immediately, someone replied.
"That may not be the case," a man in yellow robes said with a shake of his head. "Previously, Ling Han was no weaker than his opponent, and that's why he appeared. However, it's different this time. Imperial Son Tian has already become a Half-Saint, while he's eternally trapped at Sect Master-level. If he appears, he'll only be seeking death."
"En, I don't think he would come either." His companion, a man in a tight-fitting green outfit, nodded in agreement.
Ling Han smiled, "I think he will come."
"You?" The yellow-robed man couldn't help but sneer, "What use do you think it is? Yi, you, a Core Formation Tier cultivator, can actually enter into the main venue?"
Although the Donglin Imperial Clan didn't set any restrictions, the cultivation world itself was a strict hierarchy, with a strict hierarchy of seniority and inferiority.
Thus, those who could enter the main venue were either brought here by the "Lords" of their clans and sects, or had reached Spiritual Transformation Tier or above. If they were any other cultivation level, they could only stay in the secondary venue.
And in Ling Han's case, he was clearly just one person, and there were no elites by his side, so how had a mere Core Formation Tier cultivator managed to sneak in?
Ling Han smiled, "Do you want to make a bet?"
"What are we betting on?" Though the yellow-robed man felt it was a little strange, he soon put it aside, and thought that Ling Han was only outrageously bold, and had snuck in secretly.
"When Ling Han comes later, just call me grandpa," Ling Han said.
"Humph!" The yellow-robed man instantly looked displeased. In his eyes, this was completely a provocation.
He stared at Ling Han for a while, then nodded, "All right!"
In truth, if he knew that he was facing Ling Han, he would actually be very happy to call him grandpa.
Wasn't that obtaining Ling Han as backer?
Though Ling Han was eternally trapped at Sect Master-level, he possessed the strength to sweep aside all Venerates, and could be claimed to be the strongest below Saints. Who would not want such a grandfather?
The others at the table were all laughing as they watched the excitement. How boring would it be just to attend a wedding?
Thus, they wanted nothing more than to have more of this kind of small interlude to pass the time. When they returned, they would naturally have more topics to talk about.
At noon, the members of the Ziwei Imperial Clan finally appeared.
Because Baili Yun had been killed, and Baili Che had been crippled, the Baili Clan naturally had to appoint another Imperial Son to replenish their resources, and form a ladder-shaped nurturing formation.
This time, two new Imperial Sons had come, and they had even mobilized a newly advanced Saint.
Baili Chuixue!
He had finally ignited the holy flame, and become a Saint.
This was not a Half-Saint or Pseudo-Saint, but a genuine Saint.
The newly promoted Saint had brought two Imperial Sons over to receive the bride; the Baili Clan had given them enough face.
The members of the Baili Clan also helped to receive guests at the main venue. After all, there were also a great many members of Imperial Clans here, so they naturally couldn't treat them lightly.
The yellow-robed man left for a while, but very soon returned to his seat. Who knew what he had gone off to do.
Not long after, a person walked over, his eyes fixed on Ling Han.
"You!" He pointed, "Stand up."
Yi?
Ling Han was drinking, and when he heard this, he merely looked coldly at that person, "Why should I listen to you?"
"Because I'm Baili Jian!" the man said in a solemn voice.
"Hehe." Ling Han smiled faintly, and ignored him.
"Didn't you say that you were very optimistic about Ling Han?" Baili Jian asked coldly, "What is it? You don't dare to admit it now?"
Ling Han was surprised, and glanced at the yellow-robed man. As it turned out, this guy had left just now to tell on him.
Though he had not revealed his identity, wasn't supporting Ling Han equivalent to going against the Baili Clan?
Ling Han cracked a smile, "That's right. I have high hopes that Ling Han will slap your mouths!"
"How dare you!" Baili Jian flew into a thunderous rage, and pointed a finger at Ling Han, "Kneel down immediately and confess your guilt. Otherwise, I will make you die a tragic death."
"This seems to be the territory of the Donglin Imperial Clan, right? Since when has it been your turn to make decisions?" Ling Han said calmly.
Baili Jian said proudly, "The Donglin Imperial Clan is now on the same side as our Baili Clan, so why can't I make decisions?"
"Heh." Ling Han chuckled, and said, "This wedding mightn't necessarily be a success!"
"You actually dare to curse the wedding?" Baili Jian said angrily. This was too arrogant, "You're seeking death!" He moved aggressively, grabbing out at Ling Han.
Ling Han did not move, and merely said calmly, "To commit a crime at the wedding venue, aren't you afraid that it would be unlucky?"
Baili Jian instantly faltered. If he killed someone here, even if his initial intentions were good, it would still ruin the atmosphere of the wedding. Once Baili Tian knew, what kind of punishment would he suffer?
The present Baili Tianlong was already a Half-Saint, and would soon become the person with the highest status in the clan. How could he dare to offend him?
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