How to Bring Common Sense to Xianxia World - Chapter 171: The Engagement

Chapter 171: The Engagement

— Night —

Within Yun Feng’s mindscape, in a dark corner hidden from view, a lone figure lurked. The figure was a fierce looking old man. It was none other than Yun Feng’s master, the one who had taught Yun Feng everything he knew.

He sat in the middle of the darkness within that corner of the mindscape. His posture was steady as he cultivated the technique that he himself had taught to Yun Feng.

However, there was something out of place.

It was his arm. He should have only had a single left arm, yet now he appeared to have both arms intact, completely different from how he had been before.

This old man had never told anyone his name. It was not because he did not want to. It was because he could not.

The cultivation method he taught Yun Feng was something that would link his identity to the one who cultivated the technique. In order to use it, he had to abandon his old name so that he could be reborn again and cheat death without drawing the attention of any agents of the underworld.

In simpler terms, he could be reborn within Yun Feng’s body by assuming Yun Feng’s identity and cheating death. The condition was that he must abandon his old name and the identity of his previous life.

The cultivation session came to a short end as he had reached the limit for the day. This technique could not be forced. It had to be cultivated slowly, with careful adjustment each day.

“Tch. If it were not for that brat occasionally getting close to that underworld agent, I would have already been reborn,” the old man said in frustration.

That’s right, he know from his experience that the underworld agent named Wei Chen was

“But it does not matter. It will finally be finished in a few weeks at most.”

“And when the time comes… hahaha! I will finally rise above everyone else. This time, I will truly have a chance to dominate this filthy realm!”

The old man laughed loudly as he dreamed about his hopeful future.

— A Week Later – Night – Thousand Treasure Pavilion —

At the Thousand Treasure Pavilion, the entire place was adorned with bright silk banners and auspicious jade ornaments. Lanterns of crimson and gold hung from every beam, swaying gently in the breeze and reflecting warm light across the grand courtyard.

Festivities filled the air. Lion dances leaped and twisted across the open square, their vibrant heads snapping and swaying to the beat of thunderous drums. Fire breathers exhaled roaring streams of flame that briefly painted the sky in blazing orange, while skilled performers displayed astonishing feats of balance and strength in their athletic shows.

Although these performances were no more than mortal entertainment and did not truly excite the gathered cultivators as much, few could deny the joy they brought.

After all, the purpose of these celebrations was not to impress the powerful, but to welcome fortune and prosperity.

In conclusion, they were hired to build up the lively festive atmosphere, bringing auspiciousness and joy to this long awaited day.

Many influential guests had already arrived. Most of them were cultivators, and some were renowned throughout the realm. Among them were Jian Heng, the Vice Sect Leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and Wen Moyuan, the Sect Leader of the Unity Sage’s Archive.

And lastly came Jian Ganglie, who walked in amid the admiration of the wealthy people who had purchased the U-Phone. He had completely conquered them with its sleek design and the revolutionary spirit invention that surpassed all spirit devices created so far.

Wei Chen stood on the balcony on the upper floor of the building and smiled as he watched the scene below. He felt that this barbaric world, obsessed with killing, cultivation resources, courting death, and jade beauties, was becoming a little more civilized.

He could not help but feel proud of what he had accomplished.

“Wei Chen, why are you smiling? Did you see something good?” Mo Xingyao asked curiously as she walked out onto the balcony and looked in the direction Wei Chen was facing.

“Yeah. When I see so many people coming here, I cannot help but feel excited. I did not tell you before, but I love festive atmospheres like this the most,” Wei Chen replied with a smile.

“If you like it that much, do you want me to hire those people to perform for you every day?” Mo Xingyao asked.

“Nah. That would remove the meaning of the festivities,” Wei Chen said as he shook his head. “The reason I like the festive atmosphere is because it has meaning. The shows, the laughter, and the lively mood all have meaning because they happen on a special occasion.”

“I never thought you were the type who would say something philosophical like that,” Mo Xingyao admitted.

“Hey. What kind of man do you think I am?” Wei Chen quipped.

Mo Xingyao thought for a moment. “I do not know… Um…. Maybe…. a hooligan who enjoys slapping people?”

“How rude!” Wei Chen said with fake anger, acting like an angry, snobbish British noble even though his clothes clearly resembled those of a Xianxia young master.

Mo Xingyao giggled at Wei Chen’s act. This guy was such a joker. Maybe entrusting her life to this man would not be as boring as she had once thought.

She smiled and then brought Wei Chen with her to greet the guests in the main hall. Tonight was a very special day for her, and she wanted it to be special for him as well. She wanted him to be known by many influential people so that he could shed the image of a wandering vagabond.

She knew that this joker was a young master from a hidden ancient clan. Deep down, she hoped to see someone from his clan attend the event. Even though they might not show up because of the secretive nature of hidden clans, hope was still hope.

Besides, she knew a thing or two about his clan from that little girl Ningning. The girl had told her that Wei Chen held some kind of leadership position within his clan.

He might not be the designated heir, but being a division leader within a hidden ancient clan was still an extremely powerful position.

From what she knew from the records and the many things she had heard from the people around her, Wei Chen might be a young master from a branch family within the clan.

….

In the Immortal Secret Realm, Mo Xingyao stood beside an elegant woman. The woman was drawing the scenery in front of her. The drawing seemed to come to life as spiritual qi and the fresh grassy fragrance of the blessed grassland before them drifted out from the painting.

At the center of the picture stood Mo Xingyao herself, posed elegantly like a proper lady.

Her bosom was full and well endowed, even bigger than her husband’s first concubine, Yu’er. It was a blessing that came from the two, no, three children she had borne for him.

“Yaoyao,” the gentle and elegant woman called her name.

“Yes? Mother in law,” Mo Xingyao replied with a gentle smile.

“Chenchen is out there carrying out a secret mission for the patriarch. Even though we are only a branch family, we are still very wealthy and powerful by the standards of this era. If you need anything, anything at all, do not forget to tell Mother, will you?” the gentle woman said with a warm smile.

“Mother in law, that would be too much. I would not dare,” Mo Xingyao said humbly.

“You support him and always help him out there. Our family owes you a great deal. You should ask for something in return,” the gentle woman insisted.

“Then… then…” Mo Xingyao hesitated for a moment before finally speaking.

“Can I… can I have a spirit crystal mine under your family?” Mo Xingyao asked, testing the waters.

The gentle woman was surprised and briefly closed her mouth. “What kind of request is that?”

“It is too much then. Never mind.” Mo Xingyao shook her head. She had only said it half jokingly anyway.

“I will give you three. No, ten. Including the one in the Immortal Realm as well!” the gentle woman said happily.

“Really? Mother in law!”

…

“Uhuhu, Mother in law, this is too much. I cannot accept it. Hehehe.” Mo Xingyao’s imagination ran wild once again.

Wei Chen watched her quietly and wondered what kind of imagination this money loving girl was having now.

The two arrived at the main hall and greeted many guests who were mingling inside. Among them were Jian Heng, Jian Ganglie, Wen Moyuan, and Hua Zuixian.

As for Dream Butterfly, she was currently playing her zither to soothe the guests with her music. Many of the guests greatly enjoyed the performance, as Dream Butterfly’s music was not something they could easily experience.

At that moment, a commotion broke out outside. Shouting, along with sounds of awe and disbelief, could be heard coming from beyond the hall.

Seeing this, Mo Xingyao brought Wei Chen outside the main hall. Jian Heng and Hua Zuixian followed closely behind in case something happened so they could assist.

At the moment, Mo Jue was the only high level combatant outside. They needed to reinforce him.