Chapter 1555: The Monk Can Run, But The Temple Can

Zhao Xing shouted, "Come if you must, but don't make such a ruckus. The rules of this planet can't handle your antics!"

"Exactly!" Li Da chimed in.

"Pah! You guys get to show off when you arrive, but we can't display our strength?"

"Two shameless old men!"

"Fist Saint, did your hand grow back?"

"Yes, old poisoner, I can slap you again!"

"Looking for death? Do you believe I can poison you?"

"Stop arguing! Today is for celebrating my grandson. If you want to fight, do it another day!"

With that, over a dozen people instantly appeared before Cang Sheng.

They rushed forward, each eager to pinch and prod Cang Sheng.

Cang Sheng, like a pitiful doll, was manhandled by a group of burly men, only able to chuckle foolishly.

These grandfathers were... overly enthusiastic.

The gifts they brought were increasingly terrifying.

They took out their presents, each trying to outdo the other.

Three magnificent pocket realms unfolded in the sky above the Situ family, resembling three celestial palaces.

The opulence of their interiors and the density of spiritual energy could only be described as heavenly.

Dozens of rare beasts and divine pills were piled on the ground as if they were worthless.

The gasps and exclamations from the crowd rose and fell like waves, spreading endlessly.

Everyone felt as if their jaws were about to dislocate.

What they witnessed today, the sheer awe of it, would be unforgettable for everyone present.

They no longer had time to be shocked by Cang Sheng's background.

Because of these treasures, everyone's mouths watered with envy.

Situ Taili was speechless for a long time.

His heart was overwhelmed by a tidal wave of emotions, and his young mind was battered by an indescribable storm.

What... what kind of people are these?

How glorious must the Cang family have been in the past?

What kind of transcendent beings must Cang Sheng's ancestors have been?!

However, the grand display wasn't over yet.

A few more powerful figures arrived late.

They flaunted their immense auras and presented various heaven-defying treasures.

But they noticed that the crowd's reaction was rather subdued...

Everyone had already grown accustomed to it, a habit that felt both eerie and helpless.

It was like working as a bank teller for too long—money no longer felt like money.

Little did they know, this money wasn't theirs. If it were, they'd be laughing in their dreams every night.

Over twenty old men, each over a hundred thousand years old, gathered once more.

They embraced each other, reminiscing about the past as if they had endless topics to discuss.

While chatting, they didn't stop doting on little Cang Sheng, stroking him like a precious artifact.

Everyone adored Cang Sheng and eagerly anticipated meeting his future wife.

At this moment.

Yi Feng stood quietly by the high platform, calmly observing everything.

To him, the gifts from these old friends weren't excessively valuable.

These were things Cang Sheng deserved, earned through the sacrifices of his ancestors.

By now, only these twenty or so old friends remained.

Most of those who had participated in that great battle had already passed away.

Those still alive had no descendants left.

Only Cang Sheng, this little one, carried on their legacy.

In the hearts of these elders, he was like a spark, a sapling.

He reignited their extinguished hopes and became their emotional anchor.

They all wished to see Cang Sheng grow strong and flourish.

After some small talk.

Situ Taili timidly stepped forward and respectfully said, "Esteemed elders, I am Situ Taili, Cang Sheng's father-in-law. The auspicious hour is approaching. Please, take your seats."

Upon realizing Situ Taili was the father-in-law, the elders patted his shoulders and exchanged pleasantries.

Then, Li Da bellowed, urging everyone to take their seats so as not to delay the wedding.

Only then did the old men enter the Situ residence.

Situ Taili guided them to the head table.

These rough old men sat down without hesitation.

They all glared menacingly at the three people from the Wusheng Mountain who had presumptuously taken seats at the head table.

The three from Wusheng Mountain felt their hearts drop.

They turned pale, their lips trembling, and a chill surged through their bodies.

Chen Dahai, usually the most arrogant, was now the most terrified. He shook like a leaf, as if he might fall apart at any moment.

His once-overbearing demeanor had completely vanished.

In its place was sheer, unadulterated fear.

What kind of people are these? Why does each of them possess world-destroying power?

These were individuals not even the royal family of the Qianlong Dynasty would dare provoke, let alone the three of them.

Today, Chen Dahai had truly seen something extraordinary.

He deeply regretted his decision to sit at the head table.

"Esteemed... esteemed elders, I must have sat at the wrong table. There are more of you, so we'll move to a lower seat..."

With that, Chen Dahai tried to make a quick escape.

Just as he stood up, a strong, heavy hand landed on his trembling shoulder.

"Little brat, you've already sat down. Why leave now?" Li Da said coldly.

Chen Dahai nearly wet himself in fear. The two elders beside him kept their heads down, staring at their feet, terrified out of their wits.

"I... I really just sat in the wrong place."

"Out of tens of thousands of people here, only the three of you sat in the wrong place. That can't be a coincidence, can it?" Zhao Xing demanded with a stern glare.

Chen Dahai's chest heaved violently from nervousness.

His heart pounded like a drum, thumping wildly.

His fear had reached its peak.

Under such overwhelming pressure, Chen Dahai could only force a flattering smile.

"Esteemed elders... I truly sat in the wrong place. I... I'll clear the spot for you."

"Heh, you're here to cause trouble, aren't you? If I couldn't see through something so simple, I'd have wasted all these years!"

Clearly, these powerful figures had easily seen through his intentions.

Upon hearing this, Chen Dahai was nearly scared out of his wits.

The two elders were equally terrified.

"Today is my grandson's wedding. I don't want to see blood. Go find a spot and kneel."

Li Da waved his hand and spoke coldly.

Hearing this.

The surrounding guests and the Situ family members felt a sense of satisfaction.

They had endured the Wusheng Mountain's arrogance for too long, and today, they finally got their revenge.

The crowd's disdain and condemnation of Wusheng Mountain were unmistakable.

Everyone knew the people at the head table possessed immense power, so they no longer feared Wusheng Mountain's retaliation.

This was the principle of kicking someone when they're down.

When Chen Dahai heard Li Da order him to kneel and listened to the crowd's angry accusations.

He felt a mix of shame, fear, and helplessness.

He glared at the two elders, hoping they would come up with a solution.

The moment their eyes met, the two elders quickly looked away.

They were scared too!

How could they dare provoke such terrifying beings?

Left with no choice, Chen Dahai gritted his teeth and mumbled through clenched teeth.

"Don't forget your families!"

These words struck the two elders like an electric shock, sending shivers down their spines.

They had come out this time to protect their young master.

If the young master were humiliated, the sect leader would surely punish them severely.

They could run away.

But their families were still in Wusheng Mountain. The monk could run, but the temple couldn't.

The two elders exchanged glances, as if encouraging each other.

There was no other way. They had to muster their courage and stand firm.

"Esteemed elders, we are from Wusheng Mountain. This is our young master. Please, for the sake of Wusheng Mountain, show some leniency."

Hearing this, the storm of emotions in Chen Dahai's heart subsided slightly.

Finally, someone was standing up for him. He felt a great sense of relief.

"That's right, esteemed elders, with your profound cultivation, you shouldn't stoop to dealing with juniors. Please, show some leniency."

"Heh."

Zhao Xing let out a cold laugh. This hot-tempered old man lightly raised his hand.

"Boom!"

A powerful burst of energy shot out, slamming the two elders into a distant wall.

The two Wusheng Mountain elders were left with broken bones, spitting blood, and falling unconscious.

"Who do you think you are, daring to lecture us? Do you think you have the right to speak here?"