152: Little Moon of the Ji family, I approve of this marriage.

"Kid... kidnapping?"

"This is a kidnapping, right?"

Inside Yaochi Heavenly Palace, the eyeballs of tens of thousands of Cultivators were about to fall out.

They looked at the burly youth standing like an iron tower, tightly gripping the Ji Family's Little Princess's delicate hand with one hand.

Then they looked at the group of Ji Family Elders opposite, their faces ashen and trembling all over.

Only one thought remained in their minds.

The people of Hidden God Sect really... have a unique way of doing things.

No matchmaker.

No betrothal gifts.

Not even a greeting.

Directly go up and hold hands.

Open with "I'm taking her away."

What kind of marriage proposal is this?

This is clearly a bandit descending the mountain to kidnap a wife!

"Ye... Ye Fan! You..."

Ji Changkong, the Ji Family Head, was so angry his beard was trembling.

He pointed at Ye Fan, his finger shaking uncontrollably.

"In public! In front of everyone!"

"You... what kind of behavior is this?!"

"Let go of Yue'er now!"

Although he was extremely wary of Hidden God Sect, even wanting to cling to their coattails.

But.

So many people are watching!

The Ji Family is, after all, an Ancient Family with a Legacy of hundreds of thousands of years. Do we still want face?

If we just let someone take our Saintess away like this, how will Ji Changkong ever get by in Zhongzhou?

However.

Facing his future father-in-law's roar.

Ye Fan not only didn't let go, but held on even tighter.

His resolute face was full of seriousness.

"Family Head Ji."

"I'm serious."

"I'll treat Ziyue well."

"I'll use my fists to carve out a future for her."

Simple.

Unadorned.

Even a bit foolish.

But to Purple Moon of Ji's ears, it sounded sweeter than any honeyed words in the world.

Her little face turned as red as a ripe Red Fuji apple.

Red all the way down to her neck.

She tried to struggle a couple of times.

Couldn't break free.

This dead wood's grip was too strong, like iron pliers.

"You... let go of me first..."

Purple Moon of Ji lowered her head, her voice as faint as a mosquito's hum, so embarrassed she wished she could find a crack in the ground to hide in.

"So many people are watching..."

"I won't let go."

Ye Fan replied resolutely.

"If I let go, you'll run away."

"Revered Master said, once you have something in hand, never let go."

Purple Moon of Ji: "..."

In her heart, she cursed that never-met "Revered Master" a hundred times.

What kind of nonsense is he teaching?!

"Ahem!"

Just as the situation was deadlocked and the Ji Family Head was in a dilemma.

A hearty laugh came from behind.

"Hahaha!"

"Good!"

"Well said!"

Li Daoxuan, with his hands behind his back, slowly walked over.

He looked at Ye Fan, his eyes full of admiration.

"Truly worthy of being my Disciple, Li Daoxuan."

"You get things done efficiently."

"Once you've set your sights on something, you act without hesitation."

"This kind of... shamelessness, you've truly inherited from your Revered Master!"

Ye Fan scratched his head and gave a simple, honest smile.

"Revered Master, you flatter me."

"It's mainly because of your excellent guidance."

Li Daoxuan walked up to the Ji Family camp.

The previously fierce Ji Family Elders, seeing this white-clothed killing star approach, instantly became like ducks with their necks pinched.

Each one was as silent as a cicada in winter, not even daring to breathe heavily.

The scene of him crushing a Soul Transformation Cultivator with a finger and slapping a Quasi-Emperor to death was still vivid in their minds!

Ji Family Head Ji Changkong was even more drenched in cold sweat, his legs weak.

He looked at Li Daoxuan and forced out a smile uglier than crying.

"Lord... Lord Emperor..."

"My daughter... my daughter is still young..."

"And... this marriage... isn't it a bit too hasty?"

He was trying to make one last struggle.

Even if selling his daughter, he should get a good price, right?

What kind of deal is this, just taking her away directly?

"Hasty?"

Li Daoxuan raised an eyebrow.

"Family Head Ji means..."

"You think Hidden God Sect's threshold is too low?"

"Or do you think... my Disciple, Li Daoxuan, isn't worthy of your daughter?"

"No, no, no! Absolutely not!"

Ji Changkong was scared Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, shaking his head like a rattle-drum.

"Your Disciple is a dragon among men, personally taught by you, Lord Emperor, with limitless future potential!"

"It's just..."

He rubbed his hands together, looking troubled.

"It's just that according to ancestral customs, the Three Letters and Six Etiquettes, a Proper Marriage..."

"Oh—"

Li Daoxuan drew out the syllable, suddenly understanding.

"Got it."

"You're complaining about the lack of a betrothal gift, right?"

Ji Changkong smiled awkwardly, not daring to reply.

But his eyes clearly said exactly that.

We're a prominent Family; we need to maintain appearances.

"Fine."

Li Daoxuan nodded.

"That's my fault. I came in a hurry and didn't prepare anything good."

He stroked his chin, scanning through his System space.

He had indeed looted many good things from the three Holy Lands earlier.

But since this was for his Disciple's marriage proposal, it had to be something presentable.

Too shabby, and it would disgrace him, Heavenly Emperor Li.

"Got it."

Li Daoxuan's eyes lit up.

He flicked his wrist.

"Hum—!!!"

A terrifying, suffocating wave instantly swept through the entire Yaochi Heavenly Palace!

A ruler, made entirely of Purple-Gold Divine Iron and engraved with Ancient Star Patterns, appeared out of thin air in his hand.

As soon as the ruler appeared, the surrounding space began to crack inch by inch!

A terrifying pressure, though not as strong as an extreme dao imperial weapon, but enough to crush all Saint Weapons, erupted violently!

quasi-emperor weapon!

And a... top-tier quasi-emperor weapon!

"This ruler is called 'heaven-measuring ruler'."

Li Daoxuan casually weighed it in his hand, as if it were a Fire Poker.

"I found it just now in... oh, seems like it was in Yaoguang Holy Land's treasury."

"I saw it surrounded by purple Qi, which matches this girl's attributes quite well."

"So I'll use it..."

"as the betrothal gift."

After saying that.

Under everyone's horrified gazes.

Li Daoxuan casually tossed it.

"Clang!"

That top-tier quasi-emperor weapon—heaven-measuring ruler—enough to make countless Holy Lands fight tooth and nail, even serve as a sect's foundation.

Was just... thrown like trash.

Into Ji Changkong's arms.

"I approve this marriage."

Li Daoxuan clapped his hands, his tone calm but carrying an undeniable domineering air.

"From today on."

"Kaoshan Sect and the Ji Family are in-laws."

"If anyone dares to touch the Ji Family..."

He swept his gaze across the entire hall, his eyes icy.

"They're touching me, Li Daoxuan!"

Silence.

Deathly silence.

Ji Changkong, holding that heavy quasi-emperor weapon, was completely stunned.

He stared blankly at the radiant divine object in his arms, feeling its vast, ocean-like power.

His mind was completely blank.

Quasi... quasi-emperor weapon?!

This is... a betrothal gift?!

Even if he sold the entire Ji Family, it probably wouldn't be worth as much as this ruler!

Is this the style of an Emperor?!

This is too... outrageously extravagant!

"Gulp."

Ji Changkong swallowed hard.

The resentment and unwillingness of "being kidnapped" in his heart instantly vanished.

Replaced by indescribable... ecstasy!

Struck gold!

This time, we really struck gold!

Not only did we get a quasi-emperor weapon as a Family treasure.

More importantly... we've clung to Heavenly Emperor Li's sky-reaching coattails!

With this connection, who in Zhongzhou would dare provoke the Ji Family?!

"Hahaha! Good! Excellent!"

Ji Changkong suddenly snapped back to reality, his originally bitter face instantly blooming like a chrysanthemum.

He tightly hugged the heaven-measuring ruler, afraid someone might snatch it away.

Then.

He bowed deeply to Li Daoxuan.

"The Emperor is right!"

"Nephew Ye Fan is exceptionally talented and handsome, truly a Dragon Son-in-Law for our Ji Family!"

"To marry into Kaoshan Sect and serve by the Emperor's side..."

Ji Changkong glanced at his blushing daughter and said righteously:

"That is... a blessing my daughter cultivated over several lifetimes!"

"This marriage..."

"Our Ji Family agrees a hundred times over!"

The entire hall: "..."

Everyone looked at the Ji Family Head, whose face changed faster than flipping a book, and had only two words in their hearts—

Shameless!

Too damn shameless!

Just moments ago, putting on a "defend the Family's dignity at all costs" act.

One quasi-emperor weapon thrown down, and suddenly it's "Dragon Son-in-Law"?

Where's the integrity?

Where's the bottom line?

But... looking at that heaven-measuring ruler emitting terrifying energy.

All the Holy Land Leaders present felt sour.

Sour enough to bubble.

Why?

Why doesn't my Family have a beautiful daughter that Ye Fan would fancy?!

If trading one daughter for a quasi-emperor weapon, plus an Emperor as a backer... forget one daughter.

They'd be willing to marry all the daughters in the clan over!

"Alright."

Li Daoxuan looked at the joyous scene and nodded with satisfaction.

"Since no one has objections."

"Then it's settled."

He turned and looked at Ye Fan and Purple Moon of Ji.

"Fourth Disciple."

"Bring your wife and stand behind your Revered Master."

"Yes!"

Ye Fan grinned, took Purple Moon of Ji's hand, and strode over.

Although Purple Moon of Ji was blushing furiously, this time, she didn't struggle.

Instead, she tightly held Ye Fan's hand in return.

Two new couples.

Two Emperor Weapons (Shi Tian's betrothal gift was True Phoenix Treasure Art, also quite valuable).

Li Daoxuan looked at his "fruitful" achievements and felt delighted.

System, oh System.

This matchmaking task, I've overachieved.

Shouldn't the reward... be doubled?

However.

Just as the entire hall was celebrating (while eating lemons).

A discordant, aged, and rigid voice suddenly rang out from behind the Ji Family camp.

"Wait!"

"This old man... has objections!"