“Hahaha… I, Li Da, have arrived!”
The newcomer crashed down from above, then, under the stunned gazes of the crowd, hovered nimbly in midair.
In the blink of an eye, he retracted all his aura, letting no trace of his presence escape—as if he didn’t even exist.
He laughed heartily. “Which one is the little one from the Cang family?”
Everyone turned in shock and fear toward Cang Sheng.
A figure of such terrifying might—here for Cang Sheng?
His name was Li Da. Who in the world was Li Da?
What did he want with Cang Sheng?
Question marks floated over everyone’s heads, but no one dared step forward to ask.
Recalling what Yi Feng had said earlier, Situ Taili’s shock turned to joy, and he already had a guess in his heart.
Cang Sheng stepped forward and looked at this robust middle-aged man.
He guessed that this must be the friend of his ancestor that Yi Feng had mentioned.
Though the man looked young, he must have lived for hundreds, even thousands, of years!
Cang Sheng had no idea of Li Da’s true age; otherwise, he would have been terrified.
This was a terrifying being who had lived for over a hundred thousand years.
“Grandfather, I am Cang Sheng. Are you an old friend of my ancestor?”
Li Da’s eyes lit up with joy at Cang Sheng, and in an instant, he appeared right beside him.
Li Da’s movement was as swift as lightning.
No one present could discern how he moved; they all stood wide-eyed and slack-jawed.
“Hahaha, I finally get to see you, little one! Come, let Grandpa Li take a good look!”
Li Da scrutinized Cang Sheng with the utmost care.
As he looked, he reached out and touched Cang Sheng here and there, pinching his cheeks.
He looked utterly delighted.
It was exactly like a grandfather seeing his long-lost grandson.
And indeed, Li Da treated Cang Sheng as his own grandson—after all, Cang Sheng was the only continuation of their generation!
Everyone who witnessed this scene was completely dumbfounded.
Orphan Cang Sheng actually had a grandfather of such terrifying power!
Situ Taili and his clansmen remembered what Yi Feng had said when he came to propose marriage.
“If you’re talking about compatibility or social standing, every single one of the Situ family, top to bottom, is not even worthy of a single finger of Cang Sheng’s!”
They now realized Yi Feng hadn’t been speaking recklessly—he had simply spoken the plain truth.
The Situ clansmen all felt a wave of dread.
Good thing the marriage had gone through. Otherwise, might the terrifying Li Da have wiped out the entire Situ clan?
Everyone let out a long sigh of relief.
Cang Sheng blushed red from Li Da’s fussing.
“Grandpa Li, welcome to my wedding feast. Let me escort you to your seat!”
“No rush. How could Grandpa let my precious grandson marry without a gift? Herald, announce it!”
So saying, Li Da tossed out a ring of holding.
“This is my gift to my dear grandson and granddaughter-in-law: one small world and one Bodhi Divine Tree.”
Boom!
The crowd felt as if they had been struck by lightning, trembling all over from the shock.
A small world?!
A Bodhi Divine Tree?!
These were legendary divine artifacts, and now they turned out to be real.
Someone subtly pinched their thigh.
Damn!
It hurts!
This isn’t a dream!!!
The herald froze for a long moment before remembering he was supposed to announce the gift.
“Gulp, ahem…”
He swallowed, cleared his throat, and bellowed: “Gift from Cang Sheng’s Grandpa Li: one small world, one Bodhi Divine Tree!”
Even though Li Da had already stated what the gifts were, many in the Situ estate hadn’t heard clearly.
After the terrifying commotion of Li Da’s arrival, the entire estate had fallen silent.
The herald’s words struck like a thunderclap, exploding in everyone’s minds and hearts.
They were stunned to their cores, all eyes wide and mouths agape.
Just then.
Another figure streaked through the sky, diving downward.
He stirred the clouds and wind, flashing like a phantom with whooshing sounds.
The sonic booms from his passage made everyone’s eardrums ache.
Before the crowd could recover from their first shock, they were plunged into new and greater horror.
What was happening?
Another being of such godlike power?!
The newcomer fixed his gaze on Li Da and the Cang Sheng beside him.
“Hahaha, Li Da, you old bastard, still alive! Take your filthy paws off—let go of my grandson…”
Everyone turned to stone.
Then, slowly, they turned their heads, eyes bulging as they stared at the astonished Cang Sheng.
Just how deep were this kid’s connections?!
This was terrifying. Even the Hidden Dragon Royal Family couldn’t summon experts of this caliber.
And now, two of them.
Yet, judging by Cang Sheng’s expression, even he didn’t seem to know he had another grandfather?
This was truly an absurdity built upon absurdity, the most absurd thing of all.
“Zhao Xing, you old immortal, still above ground—why shouldn’t I be alive?”
With a roar, the newcomer appeared in front of Cang Sheng in an instant.
He had a middle-aged appearance, a burly build, and an extremely fierce face—the kind of face that could star in a demon statue to scare kids.
Cang Sheng quickly greeted him, speaking obediently: “Hello, Grandpa Zhao!”
Zhao Xing stroked Cang Sheng’s head fondly, his fierce face wearing a look of endearment that felt strangely out of place—yet it came straight from the heart.
“My dear grandson, you’ve got such soft, fair skin. You need to get a bit more sun, become more of a man!”
Cang Sheng felt a little embarrassed.
He was actually quite dark-skinned compared to most kids his age.
But next to Zhao Xing, he really did look fair and tender.
“I will keep your words in mind, Grandpa Zhao,” Cang Sheng said with a cupped-fist salute.
Zhao Xing nodded with satisfaction, then shot a sidelong glance at Li Da and asked, “Old man, what did you bring?”
“Hmph, I brought a small world and a Bodhi Divine Tree,” Li Da replied.
“Tch, just giving useless junk again,” Zhao Xing scoffed.
He turned back to Cang Sheng, raising his bushy eyebrows proudly. “Grandson, Grandpa Zhao wishes you a happy wedding—may the dragon and phoenix bring you good fortune!”
With that, Zhao Xing released from his ring a hundred-zhang golden dragon and a giant phoenix covered in blazing flames.
“These are divine beasts—a dragon and a phoenix—for you and your little wife to ride. When you have little grandsons and granddaughters, your Grandpa Zhao will catch some for them too!”
The golden dragon soared into the sky, scattering beams of dazzling golden light.
“Roar…”
The deafening dragon cry rang through the heavens, shaking the hearts of everyone present with fear.
The fire phoenix shot into the nine skies, spreading its wings dozens of zhang wide and letting out a piercing cry.
Flames erupted instantly from its body—bright red as blood, seeming capable of burning everything, radiating an unbearable heat.
At that moment, the fire phoenix was like a blazing sun, terrifying the crowd as if they stood at the edge of a furnace.
Li Da snorted coldly. “For your grandson’s wedding, all you give is a bird and a worm? What a joke.”
Then, with a casual wave of his hand, Li Da calmed the terrifying pressure and shockwaves stirred up by the dragon and phoenix.
The two divine beasts stood quietly in the sky, like a pair of obedient pets.
“Pah! My gift has real meaning—dragon and phoenix bring harmony, get it?” Zhao Xing shot back.
“You think you understand the meaning of my gift? Crude fool! My small world signifies ‘entering the bridal chamber early,’ and the Bodhi Divine Tree prays for many children and much blessings.”
The scene fell silent, except for the two old men bickering.
Cang Sheng was stunned for a moment—truly awed by the sheer presence of the dragon and phoenix.
Seeing his two deeply caring grandfathers arguing, he feared they might hurt their relationship.
He stepped in to mediate. “Grandpas, please don’t argue. I love both your gifts.”
Just as Situ Taili was about to invite the two mighty figures to take their seats,
a dozen terrifying auras suddenly roared through the sky toward the same spot.
The spectacle was immense—these figures’ presence seemed strong enough to shake the very planet itself.
Everyone felt the ground tremble violently beneath their feet, as if the apocalypse had arrived.
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