: Bond Achieved! Awakening of Heavenly Favor!

Seeing this, one of the disciples from the Immortal Academy watching the show on the second floor frowned and spoke up:

"Senior Sister Yingyue, it's just the spirit servants playing around, why should we interfere..."

Yingyue tilted her head.

His eyes flickered as he glanced at the man.

The disciple from the Immortal Academy was struck as if by a heavy blow, and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"puff--"

He stumbled back several steps and crashed into a pillar, his face turning deathly pale.

"I was too talkative... Thank you for reminding me!"

He kept his head down and dared not say another word.

The deck became quieter.

Everyone then realized what was happening.

Although Fairy Yingyue was young, she looked about the same age as them.

But she was different from these disciples of the immortal academy.

She is a Foundation Establishment True Person and an Elder of the Immortal Academy.

They were on the same level as the ancestors of their families.

Wang Yue's legs started to shake.

The scions of prominent families behind him didn't dare to raise their heads.

Before the real person could speak a second time, Wang Yue's voice was hoarse.

"sorry."

Bow at a 90-degree angle.

"Lu Yun...we've turned black into white...we were wrong."

Behind him stood a row of people, each one filled with trepidation.

"sorry!"

"We were wrong!"

Dozens of people, bent over, their voices trembling.

Lu Yun watched this scene unfold.

I felt no pleasure, only a sense of absurdity.

The arrogant scions of noble families who had just been distorting the truth and acting haughtily were now cowering like quails.

He looked towards the moon reflected on the third floor.

She stood by the door, her expression indifferent, as if she had done something insignificant.

The onlookers, mostly independent cultivators, stared wide-eyed.

Something was burning in my eyes.

Someone whispered something—

"Master Yingyue is also a rogue cultivator, a shining example of rogue cultivators."

Lu Yun heard it.

He thought to himself: She is not a rogue cultivator; she is a Foundation Establishment cultivator from a prestigious family.

Yingyue spoke again from the third floor, looking at Wang Yue, her voice calm:

"Lu Yun is my man, and I will stand up for him."

Just as Wang Yue had said before, it was returned intact.

Wang Yue's face turned completely pale.

He turned around and knelt down facing Yingyue.

"It is all my fault, please punish me, Master."

His forehead hit the deck with a dull thud.

Yingyue didn't bother with such a minor character, so she focused her gaze on Lu Yun and beckoned to him.

"Come up."

Lu Yun was stunned for a moment.

Shen He gave him a hard push from behind: "You've won the favor of the real person, hurry up and go!"

Lu Yun thought of the lousy [Heavenly Marriage] and thought: Not necessarily.

However, with the strong support of Master Yingyue, he was willing to sacrifice himself.

He was willing to share less of the other party's cultivation even if the engagement was called off.

As I walked past Wang Yue, he saw Wang Yue kneeling there, motionless.

As they passed the group of scions of prominent families, they moved their knees to make way for them, bowing their heads even lower.

Amidst a multitude of complex gazes, Lu Yun leaped up and ascended to the third floor.

They followed Fairy Yingyue into the room.

After the door closed, the deck gradually erupted into chaos from its initial silence.

"What's going on? Does Reflecting Moon Real Person know him?"

"How could that be? Master Yingyue has never been to Zixin City. It must be his fearless attitude towards powerful families that caught his eye."

The Moon Reflection Fairy is not from one of the five great families.

She was also originally a wandering cultivator.

"Should we learn from them too?"

"Learn? You'll be kneeling down faster than anyone else."

"If things go wrong, you'd better be prepared to die quickly!"

Laughter, chatter, and gasps of amazement mingled together.

The scions of noble families slunk away and returned to the palace.

Wang Yue was being supported by two people, his face ashen.

Shen Xuan huddled in the corner, wishing he could squeeze himself into the cracks in the deck.

"Damn it, we've offended both sides!"

The second floor.

The disciples of the Immortal Academy looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Senior Sister Yingyue never interferes in the affairs of aristocratic families and rogue cultivators. Is she trying to use this person to give our aristocratic family a warning this time?"

"I don't know, don't ask now, don't discuss it!"

"..."

The Dharma boat continued its journey, with clouds churning beneath its feet.

The third floor was silent.

Nobody knows what happened inside.

But everyone knows—

From today onwards, the name Lu Yun will be associated with a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Shen He, holding Lu Yun's bundle, stood on the deck, looking up at the third floor.

The corners of her mouth turned up.

Qin Yue stood next to her, his legs still trembling, but he had a silly grin on his face.

"Brother Lu, you're amazing."

Ye Xiu looked at the tightly closed door on the third floor and gripped the fan handle.

He muttered to himself, "To be appreciated by Master Yingyue, impressive."

Then he gave a bitter smile; once he retreated, he could never go back to the way things were before.

He had no choice but to do it.

The Ye family's house is too small.

If he had to choose between offending Fairy Yingyue and the Wang family, he would rather offend Fairy Yingyue and then atone with his death.

Everyone is speculating about the reason.

......

The door closed behind Lu Yun, blocking all eyes from downstairs.

The room wasn't big.

A low table and two cushions.

There was a calligraphy scroll hanging on the wall, which only contained the word "forget".

The ink had dried, and the brushstrokes looked like they had been carved with a sword.

Lu Yun thanked him first.

Yingyue didn't speak, she just looked at him.

The gaze moves from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top.

It's like examining something you've just acquired.

Lu Yun felt uneasy under her gaze, so he simply kept his eyes down and remained silent.

The two of them just stood there.

One was cold-faced and wielding a sword, the other had an indifferent expression.

Like two sculptures.

"Lu Yun".

Yingyue finally spoke, taking out a red jade marriage certificate. "Did you have an ancestor named Lu Wuyi? A single son for thirty-four generations?"

Lu Yun looked at the marriage certificate.

Here it comes!

That's my grandfather.

He nodded, "In my generation, I am the thirty-sixth generation of a single son."

Thinking to myself: This time, the excuse that the "heavenly marriage" came up with is actually quite reliable.

Last time it was my father, this time it's my grandfather who has a good relationship with the other party's ancestors and they've arranged a marriage.

With over thirty generations of only sons, the other party couldn't very well let the Lu family line die out.

Even if she didn't want to marry him, it didn't warrant killing him.

Yingyue's eyes softened: "It really was you."

She frowned slightly, her gaze falling on Lu Yun's crooked hair ornament and collar.

She walked over, raised her hand to straighten her hair crown, and pulled her collar neat.

A delicate fragrance wafted over, and Lu Yun was flattered and surprised.

Is this time you really appreciating yourself this much?

Yingyue took a step back, looked at her masterpiece, and nodded in satisfaction.

"From now on, you will be my Daoist partner, Yingyue."

Lu Yun was stunned, thinking he had misheard.

He swallowed hard and chuckled dryly, "Fairy, you must be joking."

His directness made him hesitant.

Did the other party know that breaking off the engagement would result in being dumped?

"I never joke."

Yingyue gazed into his eyes and said, slowly and deliberately, "I must abide by the marriage decree established by my parents, the matchmaker, and our ancestors."

After a pause, he said firmly, "After I ask my master, we will go to the Immortal Couple Hall to register."

Lu Yun was completely stunned. They still needed to register?

The Immortal Couple Hall, similar to the Immortal Seal Pavilion, is a place where cultivators register to become Daoist couples.

It's similar to registering for marriage in my previous life.

Let alone Foundation Establishment True Persons, even Golden Core True Monarchs would be considered for registration.

It seems that only those who formally become Daoist partners are registered.

"We still need to consult her master."

Lu Yun calmly thought, "Could the script be—I'll give you a million, and you'll leave my apprentice?"

wrong.

"I haven't agreed yet, have I?"

His face remained expressionless, but his mind was in turmoil.

Silence fell upon the room once more.

The Dharma boat traveled through the clouds, with the occasional sound of air being cut through the wind coming from outside the window.

Laughter and chatter could be faintly heard from the deck downstairs.

But here, it's as quiet as another world.

Suddenly, the image of the gilded embroidered ball lit up in my mind again.

[First successful formation of a Daoist partnership]

[Blessed by Heaven: Observe Yourself with Your Spiritual Acupoint, Heaven Rewards Diligence (Beginner Version: Your Dao Inheritance Level Does Not Exceed Your Dao Companion, Effort Will Surely Yield Results)]

PS: Improving your emotional connection can increase your Heavenly Favor level.

[Lingtai Guanji: The Method of Illuminating the Elixir with a Thousand Threads of Illusion (Grade 3, 385/1000); The Great Void Breathing Technique (Grade 3, 16/100)]

[Talents: Metal 36, Wood 35, Water 33, Fire 35 (+25), Earth 35]

Seeing the series of prompts, Lu Yun belatedly realized what was happening.

Could it be that what Yingyue said is true?

I'm not kidding.