The procedures for matchmaking aren’t too complex, but it’s well-known that today doesn’t seem like the day for it.
After the ceremony, tea ceremony, and a series of matchmaking rituals, the sky had turned dark. The Qingyuan Main Peak glimmered in the night, drumming and music echoed, making the atmosphere even louder than during the day.
Ying Bing was sent into the bridal chamber to wait, while Li Mo went around the tables to toast the guests, temporarily separating the two.
“Young Hero Li really should…”
“He’s here.”
“He really should be happy, congratulations! I’m going to drink first.”
“Make sure to let us know when you’re expecting kids; I want to know what kind of lineage you’ll produce.”
The monster clan from the South Border still has not moved on from this matter.
Dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes to phoenixes, but what about the dragon-phoenix combo?
This is no small matter. The Water Clan and Bird Clan have been bickering for ages without resolution.
Li Mo thought, could it be possible that this little childish ghost, Ying Bing, will turn out to be human?
After toasting all his martial arts friends, Li Mo went over to the elders’ table.
“You’re a family man now; you need to be more mature and steady.”
“By the way, the Rare Beast Peak is planning to reopen, raising some delicious pigs and cows… Never mind, I’ll report this to Little Ice Girl.”
“Qiushui Pavilion is getting renovated; by the time… Alright, let’s just drink, Little Mo.”
“?”
A little question mark popped up over Li Mo’s head: “Why does nobody tell me about anything important anymore?”
Elder Qian looked at him with a grin: “Little Ice Girl is the Sect Master’s disciple; she’ll take on the burden of the Qingyuan Sect in the future. It’s normal for her to handle more matters.”
Little Li fell into a brief silence. Does that mean he won’t be taking on the responsibilities of Qunyu Peak in the future?
Emmmmm, alright then, Qunyu Peak really doesn’t have much say.
What can you expect from Shang Wu managing matters? Isn’t that just turning Qingyuan Sect into a pure hellhole?
Wait, this doesn’t seem to relate to any specific peak… Li Mo realized.
Whatever happens in the front hall, the elders will also inform him.
“Elders, I am technically the head of a family; Elder Qian, what were you just saying about Qiushui Pavilion?”
Li Mo felt a bit toothy with discomfort; the elders misunderstood his family status.
“Oh, isn’t there a hot spring? Can we channel the water to the Falling Sunset Peak?”
“Just this? No problem! Where exactly on Falling Sunset Peak?”
“Women’s Bathhouse.”
“…..”
Li Mo fell silent and after a long while managed to say: “How are the arrangements for tonight? What about the Huanmo Sect and Lingxi Gate…?”
The elders watched him down a glass of wine, their gazes quickly shifting to a clearer topic, as if nothing happened just now, making him realize he probably wasn’t wrong.
It seems like family status truly is the way to go.
Li Mo then moved to the tables of Shang Qin Qing, Qin Yuzhi, Tian Miao, Tian Xun, and his fellow disciples.
Little Li also fulfilled his promise.
Lan Tian sat beside Huang Donglai, curiously sizing him up, while Old Huang was stiff as a board, like a deer caught in the headlights.
“Brother Li.”
Old Huang raised his wine cup, his eyes were screaming “Save me, save me.”
“It’s alright; I’ve taught you before.”
“You taught me how to chase girls, right?”
“So just do the opposite of that.”
Li Mo lowered his voice.
Upon hearing this, Shang Qin Qing’s eyes narrowed, as if smelling a new candy.
As we all know, the methods Little Li suggested for chasing girls simply don’t work. They were wrong from the start.
If doing the opposite works, wouldn’t that be like a double negative equals a positive…
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However, that’s not important right now. The important thing is that after all this time, it finally happened! The matchmaking feast can turn into a wedding banquet, and she should at least take credit for 80% of it!
To be honest, seeing the two lovebirds on the bridge made her think of her little monk.
“Hey…”
“Clan Leader Shang, it’s such a happy day; why the long face?” Li Mo asked curiously. Surprisingly, Clan Leader Shang wasn’t rolling on the floor today.
“Just munching on sweets isn’t going to cut it. Now that it’s this sweet, what am I supposed to munch on in the future?”
Shang Qin Qing felt inexplicably empty.
Little monk Murong Xiao still has a long way to go before taking on the family’s legacy.
“Aren’t you still waiting for the rivers of bl**d?” Li Mo comforted her.
Mentioning this made Shang Qin Qing perk up: “Come on, you owe me eight drinks now!”
After they finished their drinks, Li Mo suddenly remembered something and looked toward Qin Yuzhi: “Teacher Qin.”
“Hmm?” A half-asleep Qin Yuzhi opened her eyes.
“Promise me that for the safety of Qingyuan Sect, please don’t fall asleep tonight, okay?”
“How did you know I was planning to sneak into a dream to see you two in the bridal chamber?”
Qin Yuzhi was astounded.
Li Mo was speechless: “……. I just had a slight suspicion, but now I’m certain.”
…..
As the night grew deeper, the ever-unstoppable Old Li had already been carried off by his colleagues to rest. His wife was looking after her family, also heading down the mountain, her face radiating smiles the whole time.
To be honest, ever since Little Ice Girl came to the Li Mansion, they had this thought; one, they couldn’t bear for Little Ice Girl to grow up and leave the Li family, and two, they knew her background well.
So they thought, what if the two youngsters hit it off? If Little Ice Girl marries into the Li family, wouldn’t they be one big happy family?
Who knew this beautiful thought would come true so soon? It felt like a dream.
Unfortunately, their son had been instructed not to make any excuses to pass by the bridal chamber today…
At this moment, Li Mo also arrived at a few corner tables.
There, people from the Lingxi Gate and Huanmo Sect were seated.
‘They aren’t planning to make a move right now, are they?’
Li Mo watched their shifting expressions, growing wary, but still maintained a smile:
“Everyone, thank you for coming from far away; let me toast you all.”
“Young Hero Li is so magnanimous! On your joyous day, we genuinely celebrate for you. Come, let me toast you!”
At that moment, Mo Chaozong stood up, holding two jugs of wine.
Others didn’t understand why; they still felt Mo Chaozong was broad-minded, not holding a grudge against the Lingxi Gate for being unable to become the major sect of Zhenzhou.
“Didn’t expect him to be so ugly, but he’s actually quite decent…”
“…..” Mo Chaozong’s face twitched, yet he still extended the jug of wine.
The people from the Huanmo Sect and Lingxi Gate had all gathered their gazes.
“This…” Li Mo felt down to his toes and could guess what might be mixed in this wine.
What else could it be besides double the Joyful Harmony Powder?
Seeing Li Mo hesitate, Mo Chaozong laughed it off and downed the jug he had offered to Li Mo: “Now, Young Hero Li can relax, right?”
“Oh no, I was just slightly tipsy earlier.”
Li Mo had no choice but to accept the wine.
Could it be that Mo Chaozong actually mixed the Joyful Harmony Powder into this wine—this would be the second jug?
Wait…
The Vision of Destiny displayed a message: Mo Chaozong’s recent encounters had a certain line written:
‘Ingesting double the Joyful Harmony Powder; he prepared two jugs of wine, both laced beforehand to gain credibility with the Host.’
Li Mo: “……”
You truly are a ruthless one; drinking this wine is unavoidable.
