A man from the grasslands rushed out fiercely and aggressively. “Alright, you’ve knocked down my wall! This is a hundred-year-old wall—”

A brightly shining gold ingot blocked his path, held in his hands.

He was very straightforward, turned around, and walked away without saying another word.

Standing among the ruins, Jiang Wang’s dust was automatically cleared away by the Ruyi Immortal Clothes. He stared blankly at Zhao Rucheng for a long time, then said, “Isn’t that too sudden? Who is it with?!”

He then said earnestly and sincerely, “Marriage is a lifelong matter. Little Five, you’re still young. Don’t think about taking shortcuts. And don’t give up on yourself. Life is so long, don’t you want to be with the person you truly like? Believe me, there’s still a chance with Yunyun—”

“I just want to marry Yunyun. I’ve thought about it very clearly these past few days. You’re right, life is indeed long. If I can’t spend it with her, it will be a kind of torment for me,” Zhao Rucheng said seriously. “Third Brother, I have no parents, no elders, just myself in this world. You are my older brother, please help me go to the Heavenly Emperor to propose marriage.”

“I… I want to… properly prepare a bit,” Jiang Wang still hadn’t fully recovered.

But prepare what?

He had no experience either.

After a long pause, he said, “Have you two reconciled? Does Yunyun agree to marry you? Just in the one night I wasn’t here?”

Zhao Rucheng said, “She’s forgiven me, but not completely, saying something about ‘observing the later effects,’ to look at my future performance. I think I have nothing I can give her—except for a marriage contract, a promise to never leave or abandon her. If the marriage contract is set, and I again think unclearly, leaving without saying goodbye, that would also be an unforgivable crime of treason for her. From now on, this lifetime, life and death are all in the grasslands!”

“Hahahaha!” Jiang Wang was genuinely happy. “My plan was indeed useful!”

Zhao Rucheng was silent.

Jiang Wang walked back and hugged him. “Don’t worry, I’ll definitely handle this matter beautifully for you!”

“No need to be too beautiful,” Zhao Rucheng said with a smile. “Third Brother, I’m alone, with no other concerns, no need to talk about pomp. If we truly want to hold a big banquet, the male guests can’t even fill one table! You, as my family, report to the Pastoral Heavenly Emperor, help Yunyun and me match the eight characters, and we’ll just go through the procedures. How I treat her, how she treats me, we can feel that later. No need to care too much about these empty rituals.”

“No, no, no.” Jiang Wang vigorously shook his shoulders. “Yunyun is a good girl, we can’t wrong her. You, Zhao Rucheng, are a good young man. Such a key matter in life cannot be shabby either.”

If Uncle Deng were still here, proposing marriage and discussing the wedding process with the bride’s parents wouldn’t fall to him, this inexperienced kid.

But now Uncle Deng was gone. He, as the older brother, had to bear this responsibility and handle the matter properly. He couldn’t let Yunyun’s family look down on Rucheng, and even more, he couldn’t let Yunyun, such a good sister-in-law, suffer any grievances in her marriage.

“Let’s go, first go buy a house, buy a big house as the wedding home!” Jiang Wang, like thunder rolling and winding, dragged Zhao Rucheng and walked away. “Although Yunyun has everything, our home also lacks nothing. The intentions that should be prepared, one by one, will not be missing for her!”

Zhao Rucheng always had strong opinions, but at this time, he was willingly a puppet on strings.

Third Brother busied himself up and down for him, making him feel that he was not alone. Who said there were no relatives in the world? “Hey, brother! Slow down a bit! It’s not like going to war!”

Buying a house in the Supreme Royal Court, Jiang Wang specifically did not find people to help. Everyone he looked at was looking at Helian Yunyun’s face.

The “new room” prepared by the groom’s family could absolutely not cost the bride’s side a single penny.

He directly found the best circulating big residence on the market. First, he smashed Yuan stones. If Yuan stones weren’t enough, he smashed techniques. The techniques and secrets collected by the world’s first divine presence, how many people in the world could refuse?

After the residence was bought, he immediately invited great pastoral master craftsmen to design and renovate. Although Zhao Rucheng would likely live in Yiyang Palace after marriage, this wedding room might only be used to go through the motions. But even if it was only used on the wedding day, it had to be richly and magnificently decorated!

“The importance of our home to Yunyun must be reflected in every aspect. Otherwise, why would such a good girl marry you—uh, you look very handsome, but for long-term life, it still depends on feelings. Furthermore, if you get beaten after marriage and are driven out to reflect… you always need a place to stay,” Jiang Wang said like this while walking on the bustling construction site.

From time to time, he also personally cast Dao techniques to achieve the master craftsman’s design effects as soon as possible.

“Yunyun won’t hit me.” Zhao Rucheng blinked his eyes. After getting Helian Yunyun’s ‘pardon,’ he became lively again. “And my mother-in-law is the world’s supreme, noble in status, impossible to lay hands on me. My father-in-law passed away early, no opportunity to lay hands on me.”

Dare to imply!

Jiang Wang slapped him on the forehead, producing a crisp sound. “But your brother will teach you!”

After straightening out this little guy’s rebellious bones, Third Brother Jiang said, “Last night I was here writing letters, my hand was sore, and you ran off to find Yunyun again. What’s there to worry about? Such a grown person, about to get married, can you be a little reserved?”

Zhao Rucheng curled his lips. “Who can I write letters to? Not many friends, no relatives… Otherwise, write to Ying Zhao? We still have a bit of blood relation!”

“Don’t keep mentioning his name all day. After becoming the Pastoral Country’s consort, you especially need to pay attention to your words.” Jiang Wang slapped him again, then instructed, “Go write a letter to Du Laohu, he can’t not come to your wedding. An An will definitely be there, right? Your Sister Qing Yu, aren’t you inviting her? And Bai Yuxia from Xingyue Plain, Zhu Weiwo, Lin Xian from Rong Country, who fought side by side once, can’t they be considered your friends? I’ll hand it all over to you, go write the letters, make the wording more formal!”

Zhao Rucheng honestly went.

Jiang Wang casually transformed qi, wrote two cloud papers, then paused in the air, then took a big step and left the city.

After he left, the two cloud papers flew. One flew to Minhe Temple, and one flew into the study, falling in front of the busily writing Zhao Rucheng.

Zhao Rucheng picked it up and looked, only to see written on it—

“Watch the renovation carefully, use the expensive materials, don’t save money for brother! I’m going to make some preparations and will be back within three days!”

What else needed to be prepared?

Zhao Rucheng shook his head. Marriage was truly a troublesome matter.

Immediately, he laughed again.

Although this matter was troublesome, it was all Third Brother worrying about it.

Marriage had never made him look forward to it, but that person was Helian Yunyun. Thinking about the future, he actually felt his heart beat very fast.

So, he continued to write his own letter—

“Dear Jiang Anan, I will be marrying the most beautiful woman in the world, are you willing to hold flowers for me? I am now solemnly writing this letter to invite you. You are one of my few relatives, a very important concern. I very much need the fame of Cloud Upper Jiang Little Hero to add luster to my wedding…”

“Where did Jiang Wang go?”

In the Cangyu Patrol Yamen, a voice asked.

“Seems to have gone north.”

“North? To the border wilderness? Ha, kill some general demons as betrothal gifts?”

“Who knows?”

“Our Great Pastoral has suppressed demons for a thousand years, guarding the desert life and death line for the human race. Speaking of using demons as gifts, it’s also considered original and sincere. Jiang Wang is now invincible among divine presences. He must kill ten or eight divine presence level general demons to lighten the border defense pressure… But, does Highness Yunyun really want to marry Zhao Rucheng?”

“It depends on Highness Yunyun’s own meaning. Highness always has her own ideas. If she wants to, even stones can be betrothal gifts. If she doesn’t, even the whole country and city won’t do.”

“What if His Majesty doesn’t agree?”

“Then just look at their performance. A dignified Great Pastoral imperial daughter cannot be easily deceived away by a few words from someone named Zhao Rucheng!”

Magpies chirped noisily on the branches, their calls flying into the Huai State Duke’s mansion.

Zuo Xiao was reviewing military reports. He set aside time every day to do this. This was a very important moment when he sat in his study, and no one dared to disturb him.

The entire military state of the Great Chu Empire was then clearly presented in these strictly worded military reports.

“Duke, there’s an urgent letter,” the butler’s voice sounded untimely outside the door.

Zuo Xiao’s eyebrows furrowed.

The butler added, “It’s a letter from Young Master Jiang Wang, sent from the grasslands, through the emergency channel.”

“Bring it in.” Zuo Xiao casually put the military reports aside.

The butler held the letter and arrived.

The letter was not long, a thin sheet of paper.

It was indeed Jiang Wang’s handwriting. The strokes were not particularly wonderful, only the roots were very upright, the spirit vivid.

The words said—

“My younger brother Rucheng will hold a wedding on the grasslands, marrying Helian’s daughter, the imperial descendant of the Pastoral Country.

Rucheng has no relatives, only Jiang Wang as his elder brother.

As the elder brother, I should take charge of this matter, fully prepare the six rites, and not let it lose propriety.

However, Jiang Wang is of ordinary origin, shallow in knowledge, and does not know the noble rites. This heart is anxious. I fear becoming a laughingstock of the world, making the beautiful matter flawed, then my heart will greatly regret it!

Wang also has no relatives, only the Great Chu Zuo family Duke, who is my elder, treating me like a direct grandson.

Your prestige resonates throughout the universe. Although Helian is weighty in the world, this sedan can also carry it.

If I have the elder by my side, as my relative and friend, I can set my heart at ease like ritual, and be able to fully prepare my younger brother’s great rites.

Jiang Wang prostrates on the grasslands, bowing again. Respectfully invites you to attend the banquet.

Zuo Xiao flattened the letter paper, picked up a military book, and carefully clipped it into the pages. He casually tidied his own clothes and instructed, “Tell the Yezhe Terrace to prepare a state letter, find a casual reason, this duke wants to envoy to the grasslands!”

“Also let people go ask if Guangshu wants to go on a long trip—forget it, he definitely wants to go. Go directly to the Yu State Duke’s mansion and ask if Shunhua wants to go together!”

At this time in the Great Qi Bowang Marquis’s mansion, a letter had also just been opened.

But unlike Huai State Duke Zuo Xiao’s cherishing of the letter, the contemporary Bowang Marquis casually threw this broken paper aside, still cursing.

The thin letter paper fluttered in the air. The ink was very heavy, but the words were very short. The content was only one sentence, very plain and simple—

“My younger brother Zhao Rucheng wants to marry, we cannot lose face, you quickly come over, bring more money.”

Yi Shisi covered her mouth and laughed at the side. “What, husband, aren’t you planning to go?”

Chongxuan Sheng sighed. “No way not to go, can’t beat him, and can’t not bring money… Can only take this letter paper to vent anger. Wife, your husband is so bitter!”

Yi Shisi laughed again and took out two letters. “There are still two more. He said he was lazy to send them separately to several families, so he asked us to help send them. Respectively to the Yan family and the Li family.”

“Sending letters like this can be cheaper!” Chongxuan Sheng took a look. “Yo! The letter to the dog rich man is so thick?”

Yi Shisi instigated him. “Open it and see what’s written?”

“I don’t like to pry into others’ privacy in my life—this is what you want to see.” Chongxuan Sheng said, then opened the envelope and took out five sheets of densely written letter paper.

He just took one look, then made a “tsk” sound, feeling disgusted and not wanting to look again.

The first sentence was—

“Dear friend Yan Xian brother, I’m on the grasslands, I miss you very much!”

The second sentence was—

“Recall the time in Linzi in the past, we flew eagles, fought dogs, roamed arm in arm, so happy!”

Next were three pages of recollections, fully proving a certain Jiang’s deep friendship with Yan Xian brother.

Chongxuan Sheng endured his disgust and quickly flipped backward.

The beginning of the fourth page was—

“If the grasslands were without Xian brother, then the sky’s light would also lose color, the grand feast would not be noble enough.”

He kept looking down. The last two pages were all warm invitations to Yan Fu.

Chongxuan Sheng jumped to the end and finally saw the concluding sentence, “Yan Xian brother, please must, must, must come as a guest!”

He suddenly closed the letter.

He really couldn’t look anymore.

“How disgusting this person is!” he said to Shisi.

Shisi just laughed.

Bell sounds were distant.

Suspended in the air, the Tongtian Tower Temple was towering and vast like a divine miracle. Monks, like ants, shuttled through here.

The dry and thin Bitter Disease monk walked into the meditation room, his voice like thunder. “Abbot senior brother! There’s a letter for Bitter Awareness senior brother, urgently sent through the Pastoral Country channel. The sender is Jiang Wang.”

The face of the bitter Grandmaster Bitter Fate sat quietly on the cushion, silently reciting a scripture.

After a long time, he said, “Put it there.”

Bitter Disease thundered again. “Should I transfer it to Pure Ritual? I saw the letter also mentioned the little monk.”

“You fellow,” Bitter Fate looked at him. “How can you peek at Bitter Awareness’s letter?”

Bitter Disease slightly lowered his head, showing a bit of apology, but his voice still inevitably shook the eardrums. “I feared there was important information and delayed it.”

Bitter Fate waved his hand. “You go. Don’t disturb Pure Ritual, he is in closed-door cultivation, rushing realms. This is a first-class matter.”

Bitter Disease made an “oh” sound and left.

The fat Bitter Fate sat there, silently, like a meat pile Buddha.

The meditation room door closed, Bitter Disease already far away. He then grabbed the letter, carefully read it through from beginning to end, then refolded and sealed it.

He chanted, “Namo Shakyamuni!”

Jiang Wang left the Supreme Royal Court alone and went directly north.

He had written letters to all the people he should invite. The connections he had accumulated over the years could certainly support this wedding banquet and would not be inferior to Helian Yunyun’s family. He would not wrong Helian Yunyun.

But these preparations alone were not enough.

Uncle Deng was gone, Big Brother had not truly returned, Du Laohu was not nearby. He was Little Five’s only relative, the only male side main character.

He never self-important with his identity and rarely put on airs.

But Little Five was getting married, he wanted to give him the most grand scene!

He wanted everyone under heaven to know that Helian Yunyun, such a good girl, such a pearl of the grasslands, a proud daughter of heaven, deserved the world’s most solemn treatment. Even more, he wanted the world to understand that Zhao Rucheng deserved it!

This body, even as a green rainbow, a sky bridge rainbow, would connect the ten thousand li grasslands.

With terrifying speed, he crossed the life and death line, through the pervasive yellow sand, all the way north.

All the way, he fundamentally did not unsheathe his sword, nor use any Dao techniques. He just moved forward extremely fast, divine light around his body, directly crashing to death the Yin demons and general demons he encountered!

Before him was no end, behind him was only spreading demon qi and smoke sand.

One thousand li…

Two thousand li…

Three thousand li…

Three thousand li deep into the border wilderness, it was already a forbidden zone of life. After this, every hundred li was a threshold. Demon qi surged, demon races were in groups!

Except for the situation where the allied forces of Jing and Pastoral swept the demon races in the border wilderness, there were almost no human teams staying in the life forbidden zone. So now, it could be completely said that Jiang Wang was facing the entire border wilderness world alone.

Against that omnipresent and increasingly strong “dryness,” against the endlessly emerging powerful demon races.

Groups of Yin demons, wandering under the command of general demons. Divine presence level general demons, actually in groups of three or five!

Jiang Wang finally slowed down, but he did not stop.

In a green shirt with a sword, walking with large strides, in this life-depleted desert, he alone shone his glory.

Long Xiangsi was always not unsheathed. With his two hands wide open, he only swept horizontally with sword qi.

The last time he came to the border wilderness to hunt demons, he was blocked at two thousand seven hundred li before, because he suffered the siege of walking ghosts controlled by the Illusion Demon Lord and had to turn back.

This time, he came with the momentum of the world’s first divine presence, straightforward without retreat.

Four thousand li…

Five thousand li…

Five thousand five hundred li…

After five thousand five hundred li deep into the border wilderness, Jiang Wang drew his long sword for the first time.

He was directly facing a small demon tide led by eleven divine presence level general demons!

Almost all Yin demons were filthy things without intelligence. Most general demons only had simple intelligence. Only upon reaching the divine presence level were they considered to have normal wisdom.

These demon things formed a demon array, which in Jiang Wang’s view, was full of loopholes. It couldn’t even compare to famous generals. Compared to village entrance fights, it was only slightly stronger!

If someone overlooked from the high sky, they would see in that black demon tide, Jiang Wang, a single person with a single sword, killing out a red line, the demon tide dividing and flowing!

Black smoke scattered, true fire still burning.

Continue forward!

Two days and two nights, without sleep or rest.

Six thousand li deep into the border wilderness!

This was already the depths of the forbidden zone that non-real persons could not reach.

In the period of the non-human demon great war, ancient and modern solo divine presences, only Jiang Wang had walked to here.

He was still moving forward!

At a certain moment, ahead suddenly, demon qi 张弛, forming a terrifying dark vortex. In the vortex, a powerful evil voice rang out, “Merely a divine presence, dare to come to the border wilderness seeking death!”

This terrifying momentum…

A true demon appeared!

Coming from the Ten Thousand Worlds Graveyard!

The mad demon sound spread throughout the four wilds: “I am—”

Jiang Wang did not retreat but advanced, howling with a long voice, sword sound like a tide, making the sky form a dense thunder net—

“No need to state your name, you will have no stele after death!”

“Quickly come and kill me! Do not break the appointment!”

Again almost five thousand words a day…

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