The Hunyuan Immortal Sect
With the wedding date approaching, the entire Hunyuan Immortal Sect was filled with a festive atmosphere.
"Elder Ancestor, this time, our Hunyuan Immortal Sect is about to rise to even greater heights."
The sect leader of the Hunyuan Immortal Sect wore an excited smile, and the Elder Ancestor standing before him shared the same expression.
This time, thanks to Chen Chang'an's fame, the reputation of the Hunyuan Immortal Sect had soared. More and more people sought to establish closer ties with the sect, and resources flowed in endlessly.
How could such a situation not excite them?
If this trend continued, the strength of the Hunyuan Immortal Sect would climb to new heights in the future.
"Elder Ancestor, I truly never expected that just a name could bring us such enormous benefits."
"But I don’t understand—do you really believe he is Chen Chang'an?" the sect leader asked doubtfully.
When this Chen Chang'an first appeared, many had been skeptical.
Yet the Elder Ancestor of the Hunyuan Immortal Sect had been unusually convinced of his identity, even going so far as to bolster his reputation.
He had even arranged for the sect’s young mistress to marry Chen Chang'an.
Though the results had been favorable so far, the sect leader was still worried—what if this man was an impostor? How would they handle the fallout?
Hearing this, the Elder Ancestor chuckled.
"Have you ever considered this?"
"Whether he is real or fake—does it matter?"
"What matters is how much we’ve gained through him."
"At present, the Hunyuan Immortal Sect has suffered no losses."
"If he’s real, all the better—our sect will soar to unprecedented heights."
"Even if he’s fake, we must mold him into the real deal."
"Only then can we continue reaping greater benefits."
"So, don’t waste time questioning his authenticity."
"Focus instead on how to maximize our gains in the shortest time possible."
"That is our priority now."
Hearing the Elder Ancestor’s words, the sect leader suddenly saw the light!
As expected of the Elder Ancestor—his foresight was unparalleled. He himself had failed to grasp the deeper implications.
"Truly, Elder Ancestor, your wisdom is unmatched."
"However, there’s one thing I don’t understand—why did you publicly claim that even Ye Beixuan acknowledged Chen Chang'an as his elder brother?"
"Chen Chang'an never mentioned this himself."
"Aren’t you afraid of offending Ye Beixuan?"
"The Ye family is not one we can afford to provoke."
This was a decision the Elder Ancestor had deliberated over carefully.
Based on the rumors he had heard about Ye Beixuan, the man had a commendable character and held deep respect for absolute power.
Therefore, it was highly likely that Ye Beixuan and Chen Chang'an would form a favorable relationship.
Even if this news spread, Ye Beixuan would likely let it slide out of respect for Chen Chang'an.
As for whether he had truly acknowledged Chen Chang'an as his elder brother—that was irrelevant. What mattered was that this claim would further elevate Chen Chang'an’s fame, bringing even greater benefits to the Hunyuan Immortal Sect.
"Go and prepare. This wedding banquet may bring us even more advantages."
"Yes, Elder Ancestor."
The Elder Ancestor cared little about whether Chen Chang'an was real or fake—in fact, he had actively fueled the rumors.
Meanwhile, the fake Chen Chang'an of the Hunyuan Immortal Sect was enjoying a romantic moment with his fiancée, admiring the scenery.
"Chang'an Gege, will you really help me become as strong as you one day?"
Wen Xiuxiu nestled in the impostor’s arms, her gaze tender and her heart brimming with happiness.
To be the woman of a man like Chen Chang'an—what an honor it would be! How many would envy her?
"Xiuxiu, I promise you—I will make you the happiest woman in the Ancient Immortal Domain."
"My goal is to reach the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm, standing at the summit of this world."
"And when that day comes, the one by my side will be you—only you."
"So, I will spare no effort to help you become as exceptional as I am."
"This is my vow to you, Chen Chang'an’s vow."
"If I break this promise, may I never know rebirth."
"If I ever betray you, may I—"
"No!"
"Chang'an Gege, don’t say such things!"
Moved to tears, Wen Xiuxiu quickly covered the impostor’s mouth, unwilling to let him continue.
For cultivators, oaths were sacred—not to be spoken lightly.
This world truly had heavenly retribution.
Thus, Wen Xiuxiu did not doubt the impostor’s words in the slightest.
"Chang'an Gege, you’re so good to me." She melted further into his embrace.
Seeing her alluring demeanor, the fake Chen Chang'an burned with desire and pushed her down, pressing his body against hers.
"Ah!"
"Chang'an Gege, we—we can’t… not here… someone might see…"
"Don’t worry. With me here, who would dare to peek?"
"Xiuxiu, you… are so beautiful."
A passionate battle erupted in the wilderness—yet this scene did not go unnoticed.
However, when onlookers realized it was the fake Chen Chang'an and Wen Xiuxiu, they tactfully averted their eyes.
Some even kindly set up a barrier to prevent disturbances.
"Who would’ve thought Brother Chen would be so impatient? Couldn’t he wait a few more days?"
"Hahaha! This is a good thing. Once the rice is cooked, our Hunyuan Immortal Sect will firmly cling to Chen Chang'an’s coattails."
"Ah, how enviable—our young mistress has won Chen Chang'an’s favor."
"The young mistress is peerless in both talent and beauty. Isn’t it natural for them to be deeply in love?"
"Don’t waste time envying her. Work hard, and maybe you’ll find a worthy husband too."
"Ah, but what kind of man could compare to Chen Chang'an?"
"That’s true… but we’re not bad either, right?"
"You? Pfft—don’t even think about it."
Amidst this joyous atmosphere, the Hunyuan Immortal Sect finally welcomed its grand day.
Every notable faction in the region sent important figures to attend.
The congratulatory gifts were equally lavish, leaving the sect members grinning from ear to ear.
"We’re rich! This time, our Hunyuan Immortal Sect is truly going to prosper!"
Just as everyone was reveling in delight, an unusual figure suddenly appeared.
"Huh?"
"Who is that? What an… interesting outfit."
"Very interesting indeed."
"Is he riding a dog… or a turtle?"
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