The area below Book Mountain became extremely lively. Many people from the Eastern Barren Territory came.
After Ye Futian announced that he would be getting married, another piece of news came out. In three days, not only would Ye Futian be getting married, but Yu Sheng and Ye Wuchen would also be getting married on the same day.
Although Yu Sheng and Ye Wuchen were slightly overshadowed by Ye Futian's existence, they were still famous juniors in the Eastern Barren Territory.
Moreover, they were no longer juniors. Ye Wuchen, who was not even 30, had defeated the old royal family of the Liu Kingdom and killed Grade One Nobles with ease. How terrifying was his talent?
The people of the Eastern Barren Territory heard that many strong cultivators from the Barren State would come this time. This wedding would be eye-catching.
The wedding was near, but Ye Futian was cultivating quietly at the top of Book Mountain. The wind blew and it was silent. No one would disturb him here.
Behind Ye Futian, there seemed to be faint footsteps. Ye Futian's eyelashes moved but his eyes were still closed.
The figure walked to Ye Futian's side and sat down, looking at the sea of clouds in the distance.
Ye Futian opened his eyes and glanced at the old man. He was still the same as before, hugging his body like a dog. He looked so ordinary that no one would notice him on the road.
Then, Ye Futian moved his eyes away and looked into the distance.
Silence.
The space was so quiet.
Ye Futian didn't know how much he wanted to say or ask, but at the moment, he was exceptionally calm. He didn't know what to say.
Should he respect him or hate him?
"Futian, you've guessed it all," the old man said softly.
His Eldest Brother had the demonic blade, and Jieyu was possessed by a Saint. They were the closest people to him, people who would give everything for him and fight with their lives on the line. When he thought of the demonic methods that Yu Sheng cultivated, how could he not have guessed it?
"Donghai City was also you," Ye Futian said softly. "Why did you watch Grandmaster die? Why did you let Jieyu be like this?"
His voice was very low. He clearly had the ability to do all this easily, but he didn't.
"What kind of person am I in your impression?" the old man asked softly.
Ye Futian's thoughts went back to more than ten years ago, when he and Yu Sheng had been taught by the old man.
"Kind, strict, and even cold," Ye Futian said. Kind and gentle was for him, strict and cold was for the rest of his life.
"Then, which one do you think is the real me?" the old man asked again.
"The latter," Ye Futian said. Of course, he was ruthless.
The old man smiled, "Child, what you see is only one-sided. I am colder and more merciless than you can imagine. My hands are stained with endless blood, and I have buried countless lives. You can't even imagine the slaughter I have committed."
His voice was so calm, but it was as if one could feel the surging waves of the battlefield, the battlefield of slaughter, how cold and tyrannical he was, killing everything under the heavens.
Ye Futian lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly. "But why do you treat me like this?"
"Because you are their child." The old man looked at Ye Futian with endless kindness in his eyes. At that moment, Ye Futian felt that the old man was looking at him the same way the Snow Ape and Emperor Ye Qing had looked at him all those years ago.
"Who?" Ye Futian was filled with endless sadness, and his voice was extremely low. Who was he?
The old man shook his head.
Ye Futian was very disappointed. He asked again, "You let Yu Sheng cultivate in demonic arts, let Eldest Brother wield the demonic blade, and the person Jieyu possessed seems to be a demonic cultivator as well. Why didn't you teach me demonic arts?"
"You were born to be an emperor, so naturally, you can't cultivate in demonic arts." The old man shook his head and said, "The person who possessed Jieyu was deliberately prepared by me for her. She is also a Divine Spiritual Sorcerer, and I didn't intend to give it to her so soon. But what happened in Taihang Mountain made me decide to give it to her earlier, so I taught it to her in Zhaixing House. Although this is a tribulation, she will have a powerful Divine Spiritual Sorcerer to guide her in cultivation in the future."
"But they are all the people closest to me. Don't you think this is too cruel?" Ye Futian felt his heart ache. Yu Sheng, Eldest Brother, and Jieyu had all received different arrangements, and each of them would have to endure pain.
"This is their glory," the old man said coldly.
"Glory my ass. What's the difference between you and Liu Chan?" Ye Futian growled in a low voice. Is this glory?
These were all the people closest to me, and they had to endure pain just to make him stronger.
The old man looked into the distance and was silent for a while, then said, "I won't force you. They are all willing to think that you did all this. If you feel guilty, if you hate me, then become stronger."
Ye Futian lowered his head.
"What is all this? A general's success is built on the bones of thousands. If you are not strong enough, there will be more sacrifices in the future. You have to believe that no matter how many sacrifices there are, I will not care. Even if you hate me, it will be the same." The old man stood up and said slowly, "I have something to do. From now on, I won't be by your side. Take care of yourself."
The wind blew past, and the old man's stooped body stood straight, then turned into a shadow and gradually disappeared, as if he had never been there.
Ye Futian looked at the disappearing figure and felt terrible. He said, "I will become strong, godfather."
Hate? How could he hate? That was the person he respected the most since he was young.
…
The wedding was getting closer and closer, and there was only one day left. It was a grand scene on Book Mountain, and the decorations started from the foot of the mountain.
On this day, guests came to Book Mountain. Long Long'er, Gu Yunxi, Mu Zhiqiu, and the others came to Book Mountain in advance to celebrate. They even brought Ye Futian's former servant from the Celestial Pavilion, Shen Yu. Other than that, Wang Yurou, who was cultivating in the Starry School, also came. Her family, the Wang Clan, would also come to celebrate. After all, they had been friends before, and the Wang Clan would naturally come when they knew. Ye Futian's current status in the Barren State might not be so clear to the people of the Eastern Barren Territory, but the news had already spread throughout the Barren State.
The young man who had once fought for the Wang Clan could now become the Palace Lord of the Holy Zhi Palace with just a nod of his head. What a dream it was. It really was like a dream.
"Brother Futian, do you want me to be your bridesmaid?" Long Long'er asked playfully.
Ye Futian reached out and rubbed her head, saying, "What are you thinking about in that head of yours all day?"
"Futian." A voice sounded. Ye Futian looked over and saw his teacher, Sage Douzhan, as well as the Sword Demon and Sage Daozang, walking over.
"Teachers." Ye Futian walked up and called, "Seniors."
"Ye Futian, this wedding is not just about you. Douzhan is your and Yu Sheng's teacher, the Sword Demon is Wuchen's teacher, and I am Hua Jieyu's teacher. Is it okay for me to be a witness?" Sage Daozang said jokingly.
"Alright." Ye Futian smiled and nodded. "Teachers, you will all have to sit at the top and be our witnesses."
They nodded, and Sage Daozang asked again, "How is Jieyu now?"
"She hasn't woken up yet," Ye Futian said softly.
"Don't worry too much. I've heard from Phoenix that she is only sleeping for a while. She will wake up sooner or later," Sage Daozang comforted him.
"Have you thought about it?" the Sword Demon asked. "Now, the entire Barren State is waiting for your answer."
"I want to wait for Jieyu to wake up first," Ye Futian said.
"Alright, no hurry." The Sword Demon smiled and nodded.
"Go do what you need to do. There will be many guests today, right?" The Sword Demon smiled. Ye Futian nodded. "Loulan, take care of Master and the other lords for me."
"Alright." Loulan Xue nodded lightly.
Ye Futian left and went to the courtyard where Hua Fengliu lived. There were many people there, including Nandou Wenshan, the emperor of the Nandou Nation, Emperor Ye, the emperor of the Cangye Kingdom, and Ye Lingxi and her sister.
Yi Xiang was naturally there as well. He was giving instructions to Yi Qingxuan and Yu Sheng.
Ye Wuchen's parents were there too. They were very happy. Ever since Ye Wuchen stepped onto the path of cultivation and left the Eastern Barren Territory, they rarely got to see their son.
There was one person who surprised Ye Futian. She was very beautiful. She looked at Ye Futian and said, "What, you don't know me?"
"The number one beauty of the Cangye Kingdom. How could I not know you?" Ye Futian said with a smile. This woman was the former number one beauty of the Cangye Kingdom, Lin Yueyao.
"Ye Futian, you're not a good friend. Now that you've achieved something, you've forgotten about your old friends. You didn't even invite me to a wedding," Lin Yueyao said straightforwardly. "Does this count as me coming uninvited? You won't chase me away, will you?"
"You wouldn't dare. Are you alone?" Ye Futian shook his head with a bitter smile. He was not in the mood to invite guests. Everyone came of their own accord. However, he was naturally happy to see so many old friends. It would be great if Jieyu could wake up.
"What else?" Lin Yueyao joked. "Bring a man? I want to, but I'll lose face if I lose to you."
"That makes sense." Ye Futian nodded in agreement. "After all, someone as outstanding as me will always lose to anyone."
"…" Lin Yueyao was stunned.
"Do whatever you want. I'm going to see Jieyu." Ye Futian smiled and walked away. Lin Yueyao glared at him and walked to Emperor Ye's side. "Your Majesty, what plane is Ye Futian in now?"
"I don't know." Emperor Ye shrugged.
"It's so crowded on Book Mountain now. This guy must be pretty powerful," Lin Yueyao murmured.
Ye Futian went to Hua Jieyu's room. Nandou Wenyin was there to take care of her.
"Masteress, let me do it," Ye Futian said softly.
"Okay." Nandou Wenyin nodded and left. Ye Futian sat in front of the bed, holding Hua Jieyu's hand. The outside world was still bustling, but it was unusually quiet here.
"Jieyu, we're getting married tomorrow. Do you really want me to carry you up?" Ye Futian asked softly.
"You've slept for so long. It's time to wake up. After we get married tomorrow, I'll sleep with you every day."
Hua Jieyu, who was lying there quietly, moved her eyelashes.
Ye Futian looked at her hands, holding them tightly. Chuckling, he said, "If you don't wake up tomorrow, don't say that I'm bullying you."
Smiling, Ye Futian continued, "It's been more than ten years. Time really flies. Tomorrow, you'll be my woman. I won't go easy on you."
"Don't you dare."
A soft voice sounded. Ye Futian's body trembled. He raised his head and looked into Hua Jieyu's eyes. Hua Jieyu's beautiful eyes were open. The corners of her eyes were a little wet. Tears slid down her cheeks, but she was smiling. Her smile was especially bright and beautiful.
Ye Futian smiled too. He grabbed Hua Jieyu's hand and kissed it gently. Then he looked into her eyes and said, "See if I dare to do it tomorrow!"
(End of Chapter)
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