“Greetings, Senior Brother Dong,” in an instant, Yao Susu and the other’s expressions changed, and they paid their respects with a deep bow.
Who was Dong Wenjun? He was none other than the Guardian Elder of Mystical Azure Dao Sect, a top-notch cultivator at the Tribulation Realm.
With such a figure present, many people couldn’t help but shiver in fear and show deep respect.
“Mystical Azure Dao Sect’s protective elder has actually come. What a renowned figure!”
“In a union of two sects, there’s no need for a Tribulation Realm cultivator to personally attend, right?”
“It seems he didn’t come for the marriage alliance; otherwise, he would have shown himself instead of hiding.”
The surrounding cultivators buzzed with astonishment, their jaws dropping in disbelief.
Dong Wenjun hadn’t left Mystical Azure Dao Sect for many years. This time, he came secretly because he was worried that Chen Qingyuan might be bullied and had been hiding in the cabin’s cabin plank.
“Senior Brother Dong, why did you follow me here?” Chen Qingyuan was also surprised as he turned to look at Dong Wenjun, whose white hair and majestic demeanor were impressive.
“I’m just afraid you might get bullied,” Dong Wenjun replied with a gentle smile and a kind tone when he looked at Chen Qingyuan, setting aside his cold and distant demeanor toward outsiders.
He had already lost his junior brother before and couldn’t bear to experience it again.
When Chen Qingyuan’s soul lamp was extinguished back then, it was like a thunderbolt striking Dong Wenjun’s heart, causing deep sorrow. Later, he knelt before the tomb of the Supreme Elder (Patriarch) and admitted that he hadn’t taken good care of Chen Qingyuan, feeling profound self-reproach.
“Senior Brother…” Chen Qingyuan’s nose tingled slightly, and his throat tightened.
As the Guardian Elder, Dong Wenjun was only allowed to leave the sect when the sect faced a crisis or when there were important matters to attend to.
However, in order to ensure Chen Qingyuan’s safety, Dong Wenjun violated the sect’s rules.
Upon hearing Dong Wenjun’s words, the onlookers were both astonished and envious. To have a Tribulation Realm senior brother protecting him was something countless people would never dare to dream of.
In the past, it might have been acceptable because Chen Qingyuan was extraordinarily talented and the hope of the new generation in Mystical Azure Dao Sect. However, now that Chen Qingyuan had become a waste and an ordinary mortal, the high-ranking members of the sect wouldn’t usually go to such lengths.
Dong Wenjun stood high in the sky, scanning the cultivators of various sects and finally fixing his gaze on the people from Donyi Palace. “If the marriage alliance doesn’t welcome Mystical Azure Dao Sect, then Mystical Azure Dao Sect would leave now.”
“Senior Brother Dong, please calm down. We absolutely have no such intention,” Yao Susu bent her waist even lower, and the clothes on her back were soaked with cold sweat.
Yao Susu had dared to speak ill of Chen Qingyuan earlier because she only saw a few inner disciples accompanying him on the warship and didn’t take it seriously. If she had known that Dong Wenjun was in the cabin, she wouldn’t have dared to utter those words.
Offending Dong Wenjun’s authority would even require the current sect master of Dongyi Palace to come and apologize in person.
A Tribulation Realm cultivator like Dong Wenjun was considered top-notch even in the vast Northern Wilderness and was not to be offended.
“So, what was your intention?” Dong Wenjun asked loudly.
“I… I…”
A dreadful pressure descended upon Yao Susu, making her feel as if she were being crushed under the weight of a million mountains, unable to breathe.
“In the past, I spared a few words for the sake of my junior brother, giving you some face. But when it comes to seniority and strength, you don’t even have the qualifications to see me. Yet today, you dare to oppress my junior brother, truly seeking humiliation,” Dong Wenjun said coldly.
Dong Wenjun had watched Chen Qingyuan grow up and had always doted on him, fulfilling his every wish for delicious food and fun. He couldn’t even bear to scold Chen Qingyuan himself, let alone let others oppress him.
If it weren’t for the presence of a few old folks from Donyi Palace, Dong Wenjun wouldn’t have used pressure to intimidate Yao Susu; he would have given her a few good slaps instead.
When the younger generation came to provoke, Dong Wenjun turned a blind eye and didn’t intervene. But when the older generation tried to act arrogant, he couldn’t bear it.
“I apologize for my mistake,” Yao Susu couldn’t bear the pressure from the Tribulation Realm cultivator any longer, feeling like her bones were about to shatter. She gritted her teeth and apologized.
“Hmph!” Dong Wenjun snorted, dispersing the pressure. “If there’s a next time, I’ll personally educate you on behalf of Dongyi Palace.”
“Thank you for forgiving me, Senior,” Yao Susu had to express her gratitude even though she harbored countless resentments and dissatisfaction.
“Now leave!”
With his hands behind his back, Dong Wenjun didn’t even bother to look at Yao Susu.
Immediately, Yao Susu and her group hurriedly left, not daring to look back. They had lost face this time, and it would certainly become the topic of discussion among many people in the future.
No one had expected the appearance of this formidable figure from the Mystical Azure Dao Sect. The young man who had insulted Chen Qingyuan earlier was afraid of retaliation and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The commotion caught the attention of Yan Minghai, who hurried over upon learning that it involved Chen Qingyuan. After a brief inquiry, Yan Minghai understood the situation and returned to the warship. He first bowed to Dong Wenjun, then turned his gaze to Chen Qingyuan with concern, asking, “Junior Brother, are you alright?”
“Plop!”
Suddenly, Dong Wenjun kicked Yan Minghai, sending him flying a thousand meters away.
Yan Minghai stopped in mid-air, adjusted his clothing, and swiftly returned to his original position.
“Xiao Qi, why are you so brainless? Leaving Junior Brother alone on the ship. If I hadn’t come along, who knows how he would have been bullied,” Dong Wenjun scolded, pointing at Yan Minghai.
“It’s all my fault. I almost put Junior Brother in danger,” Yan Minghai reproached himself.
“Senior Brother, I’m fine. Don’t blame Senior Brother Yan,” Chen Qingyuan quickly stepped forward to mediate, leading Dong Wenjun to sit on a chair and pour him a cup of tea. “Senior Brother, have some tea to calm down.”
Dong Wenjun’s kick had been too sudden, catching Chen Qingyuan off guard, leaving him a bit startled.
“Junior Brother doesn’t blame you, so let it go,” Dong Wenjun said after sipping the tea, his anger subsiding.
Yan Minghai gave Chen Qingyuan a grateful look, relieved to have been spared a beating.
The onlookers, from various sects, could hardly believe what they were witnessing.
The people couldn’t understand why Chen Qingyuan, who had become a waste, was still being so favored.
“Elder Dong, please come inside Tianyu Sect and have a seat.”
Just as the crowd was still puzzled about why Chen Qingyuan was receiving such favor, the Elder of Tianyu Sect stepped forward, smiling and bowing in greeting.
“I don’t have time, I want to play chess with Junior Brother,” Dong Wenjun refused, not giving Tianyu Sect a face.
Upon hearing this response, the Grand Elder of Tianyu Sect was stunned.
Soon, he regained his composure and smiled, “Whenever Senior Dong has time, you are welcome to come in. Tianyu Sect will entertain you well.”
Dong Wenjun was not fond of formalities and didn’t bother responding.
Due to Dong Wenjun’s appearance, many other senior figures showed up to greet him.
All these trivial matters were handled by Yan Minghai, while Dong Wenjun sat in the cabin, playing chess and enjoying tea with Chen Qingyuan, laughing and chatting happily.
The wedding day arrived soon, and a layer of auspicious colorful clouds appeared in the sky, extending for tens of thousands of miles. Many sects came to congratulate and presented generous gifts.
“They are here.”
The welcoming team from Tianyu Sect arrived on time, looking majestic and catching everyone’s attention.
Seven Dragon-headed Serpents pulled a white jade battle carriage, which was filled with powerful cultivators exuding extraordinary aura.
Behind the white jade battle carriage followed a sedan chair.
It was called a sedan chair, but in reality, it looked like a small palace.
Made entirely of gold and jade, it was adorned with intricate patterns of dragons and phoenixes, surrounded by an ethereal white mist. Sitting inside the chair was Bai Xixue, wearing a red long gown and a phoenix crown.
Divine mist wafted, and colorful clouds filled the sky.
All the cultivators looked from afar, their eyes fixed on the magnificent scene.
TL Note: in raw Tianyu Sect Elder is also mentioned as Grand Elder