"Sigh."
Jiang Che let out a soft sigh. In the end, he still couldn't overcome the hurdle in his heart.
He had previously made a promise to the girls that he would treat them all equally: either he wouldn't give anyone a wedding, or he would give every single one of them a wedding.
Therefore, he truly couldn't bring himself to go behind the girls' backs and secretly perform the wedding rituals with Jiang Yueye alone.
"Old Seven..." Jiang Che called out silently in his heart.
The very next second, the figure of the Seventh Ancestor slowly walked out of the void.
The rest of the Jiang family's immortals had already left to prepare for the wedding between Jiang Che and Jiang Yueye. Only this Seventh Ancestor was idle, wandering around the inner world of the Realm-Breaking Immortal Boat. Upon hearing Jiang Che's summons, he immediately appeared before him.
"Why is my virtuous son-in-law so troubled? Is it because of the marriage with Yueyue?"
"Old Seven, you should know... I am a person who values sentiment heavily. I have many female confidantes by my side, and I once promised them... that I would treat them all equally in the future."
"But... it's impossible to carry two bowls of water perfectly level, let alone dozens. I actually already owe them a great deal. I also promised them... either we never hold a wedding, or everyone gets one... I really cannot perform the wedding bows with Yueyue behind their backs."
Although this kind of secret affair sounded exciting in theory, if it were exposed... the resulting apocalyptic jealousy where everyone snapped and went dark would be terrifying.
Heh, actually, thinking about it... even if the girls knew the truth, they probably wouldn't turn evil. It's just that Jiang Che didn't want to see the disappointment in their eyes.
Hearing this, the Seventh Ancestor rolled his eyes, seemingly coming up with a novel idea.
Suddenly!
His expression changed, becoming incredibly mournful. "Young Master Jiang Che!!!"
"Jiang Che, this Ancestor begs you, please come with me!"
Jiang Che: "???"
The Seventh Ancestor's wailing was loud. Under the control of his divine sense, it could be heard clearly within a radius of several hundred kilometers.
In the core area of the Immortal Boat lived most of Jiang Che's girls.
The cultivation bases of Jiang Che's girls were relatively strong; even the lowest had been forcibly "boosted" by Jiang Che to the Martial God stage.
Sure enough, in the next second, a plain white figure appeared in the void, carrying a slender immortal sword on her back. Her long hair was simply tied up, giving her the air of a Sword Immortal. It was none other than Chen Ningshuang!
Chen Ningshuang had the highest cultivation in Jiang Che's harem aside from Dong'er, Long Qianqiu, and Mo Lianxing; she had already reached the Fifth Revolution Nirvana Stage.
"Jiang Che!" After appearing, Chen Ningshuang looked quite nervous. She thought something had happened to Jiang Che...
Soon, Long Qianqiu and the others also rushed over.
"Jiang Che, what happened?"
Jiang Che: "..."
Seeing more and more of Jiang Che's confidantes gathering, the Seventh Ancestor began to weep and complain directly.
"Fellow young Daoists, I am the Seventh Ancestor of the Eternal Jiang Family, a Second Tribulation Immortal. I... I have a disappointing daughter who possesses the Five Elements Mystic Ice Immortal Spiritual Root, named Jiang Yueye. Although she is quite talented... the power of Mystic Ice has invaded her immortal veins, causing an imbalance of Mystic Yin energy in her body. It requires Supreme Yang energy to neutralize..."
The Seventh Ancestor's voice was hoarse and exhausted, his eyes bloodshot. He didn't look like an immortal at all, but rather just an old father worried about his daughter.
"Then I learned that Jiang Che is entering the Nine Heavens..."
The Seventh Ancestor looked as if he was about to cry as he spoke, acting as if Jiang Che was his daughter's only lifeline.
However, the girls watched his performance with looks that suggested they were watching an idiot.
Qin Qiaoqiao glanced sideways. "Brother Jiang Che, this actor you found has pretty good acting skills. I almost cried listening to him... really!"
"Hehe..." Yu Wan'er sneered.
Jiang Che glanced at the Seventh Ancestor. Bad acting. I'm docking your chicken leg. No... docking your immortal peach.
The Seventh Ancestor blinked twice, utterly confused. Impossible? When he was young, he had won the Best Actor award in the Nine Heavens Myriad Realms entertainment circle.
"Jiang Che~~~ I really don't get it. If you and that Jiang Yueye have hit it off, just go find her? Why get an extra to act... It's not like we don't know you're a philanderer. At worst, we'll just get secretly jealous~" Xiao Wanwan bared her teeth at Jiang Che. This little girl, having been spoiled by Jiang Che recently, was gradually reviving the 'bratty imp' soul within her.
"Jiang Yueye? The daughter of that Jiang Family Ancestor? Wow... Jiang Che, in terms of relations, she counts as an ancestor hundreds of thousands of years older than you. Are you planning to 'mount your master and defy your ancestors'?" Long Qianqiu covered her face and laughed. She had naturally heard of the genius girl with the Immortal Spiritual Root from the Jiang family.
Jiang Che: "..."
"Cough cough, fellow young Daoists, it's like this... Our Jiang family secretly set up a wedding without notifying Young Master Jiang Che. We wanted to wait for Young Master Jiang to enter the Nine Heavens and then 'board the ship before buying the ticket'..." The Seventh Ancestor decided to throw caution to the wind. After all, sincerity is the ultimate technique!
"But now... the wedding and everything in our Jiang family has already been prepared. My daughter Jiang Yueye has already put on her makeup and is waiting to get married and perform the rituals. Now..."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Yu Wan'er and the other girls instantly turned sour.
What... what did this mean?
Forced marriage?
"Yaoyao, this means a formal wedding ceremony~" Qin Qiaoqiao whispered into Ye Mengyao's ear, while the other girls also whispered amongst themselves.
Clearly, the words "wedding ceremony" had crossed a red line for them. After all, Jiang Che had said before that he would treat everyone equally. He could be a playboy... but the wedding had to be fair and just!
But now—
"Young Daoists! This was all my own idea. I swear to the Heavenly Dao... even Jiang Che himself didn't know about this matter! Don't blame him." The Seventh Ancestor, a ruthless man indeed, directly swore a Heavenly Dao Oath!
He took the entire blame upon himself!
Jiang Che looked thoughtfully at the Seventh Ancestor. So all that drama before was just foreshadowing. An immortal's scheming clearly wouldn't be stupid enough for mortals to guess easily.
The old fellow had said so much and gone in such a big circle just to successfully draw all the hostility onto himself.
His acting was natural and seamless; he had even anticipated from the start that he would swear a Heavenly Dao Oath!
This Heavenly Dao Oath wouldn't trigger any punishment because Jiang Che truly didn't know beforehand.
Yu Wan'er frowned, touched her chin, and looked at Jiang Che... It just so happened that Jiang Che glanced at her at that moment, and their eyes met.
"Jiang Che, going through with the ceremony is fine, of course. Although I haven't met that sister, since she has already put on the wedding dress, if the groom doesn't show up... how awkward would her situation be?" Yu Wan'er said slowly.
"So, I have no objection!"
"But Jiang Che! We want to go too!" Yu Wan'er pouted, looking delightfully haughty.
The other girls looked over. Could it be... was Wan'er forcing the issue? Letting all of them attend the wedding together? One wedding with dozens of brides?
Eee~~~ Thinking about it makes one a little shy!
"Wan'er, isn't this a little inappropriate?" Bai Qiangwei poked her sleeve.
"What's inappropriate? We're going there to eat! As Jiang Che's Dao Companions, can't we go and enjoy the banquet?" Yu Wan'er chuckled mischievously.
"Just think about it! We have so many sisters; if everyone holds a wedding, we could eat at dozens of wedding feasts!"
Jiang Che: "..."

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transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”