Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest

During the days of Wang Chen's absence, Tian Zhi visited Lady Ye's home almost daily.

He never came empty-handed, always bringing tasty treats or fun toys for Ye Feifei and Ye Feifan, not to mention assisting with household chores and accompanying Ye Feifan in practicing martial arts.

Over time, even a heart made of stone like Lady Ye's couldn't help but warm up.

Most importantly, she and Tian Zhi were childhood friends, thoroughly acquainted with each other's character, leaving no room for doubt about their true intentions.

Lady Ye had previously ignored Tian Zhi, mainly due to a lingering grievance against his late mother.

But since Tian Zhi's mother had passed away, her grudge couldn't last forever.

The union of the two was, therefore, a natural progression.

And they soon got married.

Being a remarriage for Lady Ye, the wedding was low-key without much fanfare; they held a feast at her home and invited some close friends and neighbors.

Wang Chen, of course, was on the guest list.

This was, in fact, the first wedding he had attended since his transmigration!

Although everyone was a cultivator, the rituals and proceedings of the wedding weren't much different from those in the mortal realm.

The wedding banquet consisted of twelve tables, extending from Lady Ye's courtyard to the alley outside her house.

Although cramped, the atmosphere was lively and brimming with joyous celebration.

Wang Chen was seated at the main table alongside the elders of both families, which included two Qi Cultivation Superior Cultivators.

However, not a single person could discern Wang Chen's true cultivation level.

Even though Wang Chen had only begun to learn the Hidden God Technique, after its enhancement, even cultivators of the same tier couldn't see through it.

Let alone ordinary Qi Cultivators.

While everyone was enjoying the feast, suddenly, a clamor arose from outside.

Then a neighbor rushed in, anxiously reporting, "Oh no, someone is causing trouble!"

Everyone was shocked.

A wedding was a joyful occasion – who could be so audacious as to come and create trouble at this time?

Tian Zhi, who was drinking with the elders, immediately stood up, "Who..."

He had barely begun to speak when a group of people burst into the courtyard, their presence fierce and aggressive.

Dressed in cyan-grey attire, each one exuded a brawny aura. The leading cultivator, with a smile on his face, said, "Tian Zhi, on the day of your great joy, you didn't even send us brothers an invitation. That's really not very considerate of you!"

Tian Zhi's expression turned ashen, "Crow, I have already left Dongxing, there's nothing left to say between us!"

The cultivator named Crow approached him, shaking his head, "Tian Zhi, you're wrong about this. Once brothers, always brothers; how can there be nothing to say?"

His face bore a frivolous smile, but his eyes staring at Tian Zhi were filled with fierceness!

Tian Zhi couldn't help but clench his fists, "What do you want?"

"I don't want anything," Crow feigned surprise.
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"Tian Zhi, don't get me wrong, we brothers have come in good faith to congratulate you. Just call out the bride and have her toast each of us with a cup of wine, and that will be enough."

The cultivators following him burst into hearty laughter.

"Call her out, quickly!"

"She must toast!"

"One cup is hardly enough, at least three cups per person!"

The uninvited guests jeered and laughed, showing no regard for the other guests present.

Outraged, Tian Zhi snapped, "In your dreams!"

If he agreed, he would never be able to hold his head high again, not to mention that with Lady Ye's temperament, she would rather die than suffer the humiliation before these men.

"You look down on us brothers?"

Crow's face grew stern, "Then don't blame me for being impolite!"

As he spoke, Crow's right hand touched the edge of the table in front of him, seemingly preparing to flip the table.

However, before Crow could exert any force, an overwhelming aura instantly enveloped him and his companions.

Struck as if by lightning, Crow involuntarily took a half-step back, and beads of sweat dotted his forehead.

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He stared at Wang Chen sitting by the wine table in horror, his voice trembling as he said, "Purple, Purple Mansion Superior!"

Crow had a Qi Cultivation Level of the seventh tier, which was a big step above Tian Zhi's strength, but under Wang Chen's imposing pressure, his legs trembled and his face paled, devoid of any previous arrogance and overbearing expression.

Fear that was unspeakable shone in his eyes.

Although private fighting was strictly forbidden in Ten Thousand Cultivators City, a Purple Mansion Superior who wanted to deal with a minor Qi Cultivator had a lot of methods at their disposal within the rules.

Crow himself could think of at least eight or ten!

He had never anticipated that among the guests present there would actually be a Purple Mansion Superior.

What merits or abilities did Tian Zhi have!

In fact, at this moment, Tian Zhi was even more shocked than Crow.

Because all this time, he had thought Wang Chen was a high-tier Qi Cultivation Level.

Who could have imagined that the noble Purple Mansion Superior would actually condescend to live in a humble lane alley house, which truly overturned Tian Zhi's understanding.

He was so shocked he couldn't speak, his mind went blank!

The relatives and friends around them fared no better than Tian Zhi.

In Ten Thousand Cultivators City, Purple Mansion Superiors were esteemed far above them, not on the same level or in the same circle.

"Upper Cultivator, spare my life!"

At this very moment, Crow could no longer bear the tremendous psychological and physical pressure and fell to his knees with a thud.

He raised his palm and slapped his own face heavily.

"I was wrong, wrong!"

One slap followed another, each harder than the last, quickly causing his face to swell and blood to spill from the corners of his mouth.

The whole courtyard fell silent, and the sound of Crow's slaps reached the alley outside, audible to everyone.

An inexplicable panic!

Wang Chen watched Crow slapping himself emotionlessly until the latter's face was swollen like a pig's head, and then he finally said, "Get lost, and don't let me see you again."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Crow immediately felt as though he had been granted a pardon.

He curled up and actually "rolled" out of the courtyard.

As for Crow's companions, each of them slunk away like bereaved dogs, sneaking off with their tails between their legs.

The farce thus concluded!

"Wang, Wang Superior."

Having come to his senses, Tian Zhi hastily paid his respects to Wang Chen and stammered, "I, before, and also ..."

"Today is a day of great joy for you, let's not talk about these things."

Wang Chen waved his hand: "Carry on."

However, the already damaged atmosphere was beyond recovery.

After the simple yet dignified wedding came to an end, Tian Zhi, along with his wife, came to the room to express their thanks to Wang Chen.

Without Wang Chen stepping in, the wedding could not have proceeded smoothly.

"No need to be polite."

Wang Chen said with a smile: "Having met is also a kind of fate. It's only right to lend a hand when needed."

Lady Ye, now Lady Tian, pursed her lips: "Upper Cultivator, will you continue to live in our house? I won't ask for rent anymore."

"I'm leaving."

Wang Chen took out a Storage Bag and handed it to them: "This is my wedding gift for you. There are also medicinal materials for Ye Feifan. Just boil them according to the instructions and have him drink it."

"I hope we will meet again if fate allows it."

He stood up and opened the window, letting the light of the moon spill into the room.

The next moment, Wang Chen's figure vanished without a trace!

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The second update is here.

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