He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

Chapter 185 Reunion at Jufang

With about half a month to go before the grand ceremony, many distinguished guests have already arrived from the Misty Immortal Sect and Misty Immortal City.

While Yun Du was taking a nap that day, Leng Huan and Fu Xun discussed the forbidden techniques they were practicing.

Leng Huan: "I've noticed that the power of the restrictions set up by those with higher cultivation levels is many times greater. The restrictions of your Yun Clan are also quite ingenious."

Fu Xun: "Well, if you really want to talk about restrictive spells, they are ever-changing, more flexible than formations, and more powerful than runes. Powerful restrictive spells can even combine the two."

"There are many types of restrictions, and I only know a few commonly used ones at the moment. It's too difficult to study them in depth. I found a book on restrictions in the Enlightenment Pavilion. Take a look." Leng Huan took out a jade slip and handed it to Fu Xun. "I feel that the restrictions of the Leng family and the Yun clan each have their own characteristics..."

Before she could finish speaking, Qiuyue's voice rang out from the doorway, "Young Miss, a servant disciple has come to report a message."

After Fu Xun accepted the jade slip, Leng Huan appeared at the courtyard gate by making a hand seal. The servant disciple hurriedly bowed respectfully: "Senior Sister Leng, there is someone at the gate of Mingxiu Peak who claims to be your friend, named Wang Chen. Please come in."

Leng Huan was stunned when he heard this. Wang Chen? He's finally here.

After so many years, Leng Huan still misses seeing them.

His body transformed into a stream of light, and a flash of white light appeared beneath the mountain gate stone tablet. Leng Huan appeared and immediately saw Wang Chen and Shen Hanyan, as well as... Qi Ruxing and Fang Shendu.

Wow! They came together.

"Everyone!" Leng Huan stepped forward excitedly and cupped his hands in greeting. "It's been a long time."

"Friend Leng!"

Everyone felt a bit emotional; after so many years, none of them were the newbies they used to be.

Wang Chen, waving his magical fan, stood tall and straight, staring at Leng Huan for a few moments before winking secretly, "Fellow Daoist Leng, congratulations!"

Leng Huan pretended not to see him and decided to find him separately later. After a quick glance, he could tell that Wang Chen had the highest cultivation level among them, at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm. His realm was very stable, and he must have broken through a long time ago.

The others were of similar cultivation levels, but Qi Ruxing had higher talent. Without any special abilities, he had already reached the Golden Core stage, which was quite impressive.

Shen Hanyan is no less impressive. Her cultivation level is at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm. As the only daughter of the Valley Master, she has abundant resources and good comprehension. Her cultivation level is even one small realm higher than Qi Ruxing's.

Looking at Fang Shendu again, Leng Huan was secretly surprised. He was actually in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm! Back then, he was a sickly person with very low cultivation.

This group of people is truly full of hidden talents. Under normal circumstances, without any extraordinary encounters, breaking through a small realm every ten years is considered a smooth and successful journey.

Could it be that this whole group of people are all geniuses?

Aside from Fu Xun, that freak, Leng Huan is actually pretty much the same as them.

As for their appearance, none of them have changed much; they are all beauties.

Although there weren't many people at Mingxiu Peak, it wasn't appropriate for them to just stand around at the mountain gate. After a few brief words, Leng Huan invited everyone to visit Jufang Hall.

Qiuyue Dongxue was very perceptive and had already arranged for the servants to prepare the proper etiquette for entertaining guests.

"Please sit down, everyone, no need to be so polite." The main hall was luxurious and bright, with spiritual tea, fruits, and snacks laid out on the tables. Leng Huan greeted them. Wang Chen naturally sat down on the same side as Shen Hanyan, opposite Qi Ruxing and his wife.

After a moment of silence, Wang Chen, with his higher cultivation level, broke the silence first: "Fellow Daoist Leng, we came with the sect elders to congratulate you on your wedding with... Senior Fu. The elders are staying at the main peak, and we came to catch up with you."

Leng Huan nodded, about to speak, when suddenly a child's voice came from outside the hall: "Mother, Mother! We're here."

Everyone turned to look at the sound and saw the lively toddler running in quickly. Everyone thought to themselves, "What a beautiful baby!"

The child seemed momentarily stunned when he saw so many people. He quickly ran towards Leng Huan, threw himself into her arms, and called out softly, "Mother."

Then a tall figure appeared at the doorway, slowly stepping in. His aura was restrained, but one could still sense his unfathomable nature; his cultivation was higher than that of everyone else in the hall.

Fu Xun calmly walked to Leng Huan's side. Recently, in order to make it easier to receive guests, he had specially changed into an exquisite sky-blue robe. He said politely, "Gentlemen, how have you been? Welcome to my door."

Anyone who has seen his face will remember it vividly; it remains unchanged. However, his current aura has made Wang Chen and the others afraid to look him in the eye.

At this moment, Qi Ruxing stood up and sighed, "It's been many years since we last met. The two of you are now worlds apart from us. Congratulations on your successful cultivation and the arrival of your precious child. May your path to immortality be smooth."

Leng Huan rubbed his forehead and smiled helplessly: "Fellow Daoist Qi, there's no need to be so formal. We're all friends, no need to distinguish between seniors and juniors... Haha, this makes us seem so old... Please don't be so polite."

Wang Chen understood her feelings and smiled to lighten the mood: "Haha, Fellow Daoist Leng is right. We're all old friends, so let's not be too formal."

Unexpectedly, after all the twists and turns in this life, the God of Slaughter ended up with the eldest daughter of the Leng family. Fang Shendu felt a mix of emotions, but the next second he felt a sense of relief.

If Qi Ruxing hadn't said that Leng Huan and his wife had attended her wedding banquet years ago and insisted on coming to the wedding, he would never have come and would have preferred to stay away from Fu and Leng.

Fu Xun, holding his son on his lap, looked up with a kind expression and agreed, "That's right."

Shen Hanyan was not affected by the atmosphere at all. She quietly held her cup and drank the spiritual tea. She looked at the family of three in the main seat with envy in her eyes. She then glanced at Wang Chen, who was joking around with people as if he were in his element.

Without even glancing in her direction, Shen Hanyan sighed softly, put down her cup, stood up, and asked with a smile, "The scenery on this peak is quite beautiful. May I go out and explore?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Huan stood up. "Of course, I'll show you around. Would Fellow Daoist Qi like to come?"

Qi Ruxing glanced at Fang Shendu and nodded to him: "I'll go take a look."

Fang Shendu was extremely unwilling, but he could only force a smile and nod.

The women left, leaving only a few grown men on the field. Wang Chen, who had just raised Er Kang's hand, didn't have time to follow them.

The atmosphere is strange now.

This situation couldn't be expected from those two at all. Wang Chen looked at Long Aotian, who seemed to be taking care of the child with kindness, and then at Brother Fang, who looked like a lost soul. Well, it was up to him, the man who had only recently become a professional, to handle it.

He stood up, cleared his throat, and walked up to the father and son. "Senior Fu, how old is the young master? This is our first meeting, so please give him a gift." As he spoke, he took off a crescent-shaped protective magic artifact from his body and handed it to Yun Du.

If we don't build a good relationship with Long Aotian's son now, when will we ever get the chance?

Fang Shendu snapped out of his reverie, almost forgetting his wife's instructions to present a gift. He hurriedly stepped forward, pulled out the gift, and said, "Young master is so cute and clever. This is just a small gift; I hope you won't find it offensive."

Yun Du has gotten used to it. Many strangers offer to give him a gift when they meet him. His mother says that he should politely accept gifts from elders.

He nodded, cupping his little hands in thanks. "Thank you, uncles." He had secretly asked his mother earlier, and that's how you call these handsome uncles and aunts.

Wang Chen: "..."

Alright. After decades of cultivation, he hadn't seen a single child in the sect. This was the first time someone had called him "uncle," and he was incredibly happy.

Fu Xun said, "You two have gone to great lengths. The weather is fine today, why don't you go out and enjoy the scenery together?" After saying that, he picked up Yun Du and went out of the palace first.

Using his divine sense to determine the location, he followed Leng Huan's position.

—