Chu Mo knew that Jiang Caiyue's information had always been accurate. When she said "seems," it was essentially confirmed. He recalled the battle in the Yanhuang Great Domain against the Imperial Clan's branch line where many Primordial Chaos family descendants had been involved. He even killed one of their direct lineage members, which led to the appearance of a divine sense projection from an ancient ancestor of Primordial Chaos. Though the projection was faint—merely a trace of divine sense—it almost caused Chu Mo immense trouble.

If Chu Mo hadn't already possessed the divine-text battle armor and his cultivation wasn't profoundly advanced at the time, it would have been hard for him to escape under that divine sense.

Thus, he and the ancient Primordial Chaos family ended up entwined in karmic ties and grudges. Hence, regarding his grand wedding and the Primordial Chaos family's apparent movement, Chu Mo wasn't surprised.

Chu Tianji was unaware of the grudges between Chu Mo and the Primordial Chaos family and asked with some surprise, "What's going on? The Primordial Chaos family… could they be coming to cause trouble?"

Chu Mo responded, "Don't worry, Father, it's no big deal. It's just that some people from the Imperial Clan's branch, along with certain cultivators from the Primordial Chaos family, had gone to Yanhuang Great Domain intending to sink the entire domain and annihilate all life. This was during the incident when my grandfather and his people emerged from the Void Abyss. I happened to come across them and killed the group of descendants of the Primordial Chaos family. Among them, there was one direct descendant who carried a trace of divine sense from an ancient ancestor of Primordial Chaos…"

Chu Tianji couldn't help but click his tongue.

Everyone in the room was deeply shocked. They stared at Chu Mo in astonishment.

So it turned out that Chu Mo's battle with Zhong Caiyun in the northern Heavenly Realm sea… wasn't even his first encounter with the power of giants!

This monster!

Even Chu Tianji, deep in his heart, had this same thought.

Chu Mo looked at them, "What's wrong? Why are you all looking at me like that? It was just a trace of a giant's divine sense imprint, not their true body. Nothing to be afraid of."

Jiang Caiyue directly rolled her eyes, "I don't want to talk to this monster."

Zhang Yalu placed a golden crown on Chu Mo's head and sighed, "Suddenly, I feel like I should go into seclusion."

"Yes, I share that thought." Liu Yunfeng chimed in from the side.

Zi Dao glanced at Chu Mo, "Third Brother, is there anything else you can use to shock us further? Can you just reveal it all at once, please?"

"That's right; we can only take so much." The sorceress added.

Chu Mo muttered, "Alright, there will be many shocking things today."

Everyone was momentarily speechless.

Chu Tianji looked at Chu Mo, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat. He thought to himself, could this kid still be hiding something from me?

Yet, no matter how he scrutinized Chu Mo's face, he couldn't detect anything unusual. He temporarily set aside his doubts.

Soon, the auspicious hour was fast approaching.

Even the Emperor, accompanied by many people, began heading toward the massive great hall.

The hall itself was an independent little universe!

As the Imperial Clan, their grandiose display naturally couldn't be understated. The hall prepared for Chu Mo's wedding was spacious enough to accommodate ten million guests witnessing the event simultaneously!

Those who couldn't get close to the scene would be able to watch large-scale projections that showcased every moment of the event.

Thus, there was no chance for any guest to miss out on the spectacular proceedings.

As for the banquet, preparations had started several days ago within the Imperial Clan.

The investment for this celebration by the Imperial Clan was truly immense. The quality and grandeur of the banquet's food and drinks were nothing short of unprecedented!

When the Emperor entered the great hall, the wedding reached its first climax. Almost all the guests were already present by then.

The allies close to the Imperial Clan—ancient sects and families from the sect leaders to the patriarchs to the elders—arrived without exception, bringing generous gifts.

This marked the first grand spectacle the Luotian Imperial Clan had witnessed in tens of thousands of years.

Even neutral families mostly sent their top leaders and influential figures. Those who harbored grievances against the Imperial Clan in the past but had since submitted also showed up in force with their high-ranking members, excluding giant-level ancestors in most cases.

The Imperial Clan's current prominence was undeniable. Paying respects was unavoidable.

Even if wars on ancient battlefields were still bound to occur in the future, the current moment necessitated maintaining a façade of peace. The consequences for failing this were exemplified by the Zhong family's downfall.

The Emperor greeted everyone warmly and repeatedly advised them not to stand on ceremony.

Then, riding an ancient dragon chariot, he moved toward the central stage.

Many secretly observed the Emperor of Luotian and sighed in their hearts: the Emperor's aura had grown stronger!

This signaled that the qi movement of the Luotian Imperial Clan… had been revived!

Those who had previously clashed with the Imperial Clan couldn't help but lament inwardly, feeling fortunate yet envious: they were truly lucky to have Chu Mo as their progeny!

To many, if not for Chu Mo's presence, it was unlikely that the Luotian Imperial Clan could have resurrected itself. Chu Mo's role in their resurgence was astronomically pivotal.

Still, no matter how envious or jealous they felt, there was nothing they could do.

No matter what schemes surged in their hearts, they had to suppress their thoughts and refrain from showing them outwardly.

Then came the appearance of the master of ceremonies for the wedding, and as they stepped forward, countless pairs of eyes widened with awe. Many felt a powerful sense of astonishment.

The master of ceremonies was no ordinary figure… their status was far too exceptional!

Ji Qi!

The Luotian Imperial Clan's crowned prince and future Emperor!

"It seems the Imperial Clan values Chu Mo even more than we imagined!"

"The crowned prince personally officiating as the master of ceremonies… incredible, absolutely unparalleled!"

"Even if it's purely for display, this level of honor is extraordinary."

The countless attendees below couldn't help but whisper amongst themselves, their envy immeasurable.

Even many direct descendants of the Imperial Clan felt a tinge of jealousy and quietly dreamed of having Ji Qi personally officiating their wedding one day.

But dreams would remain merely dreams; everyone knew Ji Qi's appearance was purely because of one reason: the groom in this wedding was Chu Mo!

Standing atop a large, elevated platform was Ji Qi. Behind him, the Mountain and River Map, a Great Saint artifact, served as a massive backdrop screen. At that moment, he stood alone on the platform, yet his aura dominated the entire scene.

Even the Emperor, seated below, couldn't help but nod in approval. Ji Qi had matured significantly over the years. Nowadays, there were numerous matters he already managed with full competency.

Ji Qi began with a series of customary words to thank the attendees from various factions before shifting directly into the main event.

"Let's welcome today's protagonist! The groom… Noble Chu Mo!"

Below, countless guests raised their heads in anticipation, all eyes focused on the elevated stage.

Soon after, an imposing young man in a black-and-gold dragon-embroidered robe, wearing a purple-gold crown, strode to the platform with graceful authority.

A wave of murmurs immediately swept across the guests below.

"Is that Chu Mo?"

"He looks so young! Can he really contend with giants?"

"I've heard he was just a supreme cultivator not long ago…"

"I don't see what's so extraordinary about him; could those legends truly be his doing?"

Those unfamiliar with Chu Mo couldn't help but whisper among themselves, studying him with intrigue.

On the elevated platform, Ji Qi smiled warmly at Chu Mo and asked, "Brother, nervous?"

Chu Mo honestly nodded; such an occasion did make him a bit uneasy.

Ji Qi chuckled, "Don't worry; next time, you'll be fine."

Chu Mo: "…"

Below, the crowd burst into laughter. Although cultivators often had multiple partners in their lifetimes, when it came to formal weddings, most people only ever had one. Ji Qi, known for his stately composure as the crowned prince, surprised everyone by teasing his brother so openly.

Chu Mo twitched his lips and retorted, "Well then, next time it's your wedding, I'll officiate for you!"

Ji Qi's wedding had long since taken place, and his partner—a princess from an ancient clan—was known to keep a tight reign on him. Hearing Chu Mo's remark, Ji Qi surrendered immediately.

"Brother, please spare me. Your sister-in-law is right there watching me from the audience!"

The crowd erupted into laughter once again, shaking the immense hall within the little universe.

Ji Qi then shifted to a serious tone, "Now, let's bring forth our other protagonist for today… Chu Tianji!"

Many guests gaped in confusion. They weren't unfamiliar with Chu Tianji, but the problem was that the sequence of events seemed off. Shouldn't it be time to start the music and bring out the bride? Were the Imperial Clan's wedding customs different, requiring the groom's father to be brought out first?

The Emperor, seated below, revealed a gentle warmth in his gaze. Who said royalty was devoid of affection? He certainly wouldn't admit to such a claim. As Emperor, he bore countless responsibilities weighing upon him. But today, being able to host this wedding for his sister and brother-in-law filled him with uncontainable joy. This happiness rivaled even the resurgence of the Luotian Imperial Clan's qi movement after relentless battles.

At this moment, Chu Tianji, adorned in lavish ceremonial attire, stepped out. With equally commanding strides and majestic presence, he joined Chu Mo, standing alongside him without feeling overshadowed by his son's aura.

However, Chu Mo could sense that his father seemed slightly tense. He flashed him a grin and subtly transmitted a message: "Father, you know, it wouldn't hurt for you and Mother to consider… giving me a younger brother or sister."

"…" Chu Tianji could only stare speechlessly at Chu Mo, his tension instantly melting away. Yet, he couldn't help but ponder: Another child? Hmm… might not be a bad idea!

Meanwhile, outside on the platform, Ji Qi summoned Chu Tianji. In the enclosed, artifact-shielded dome on the women's side, isolated entirely from external sights or sounds, Ji Qingyu and the others remained unaware of these developments.

This was the Imperial Clan's display of grandeur, a scene controlled entirely by top-tier dharma instruments.

As Ji Qi stood poised atop the platform with calm composure, he invoked the audio mechanisms connected to the women's quarters, raising his voice: "Now, let's welcome the beautiful… intelligent… peerless… eldest princess of the Imperial Clan… Ji Qingyu onto the stage!"

With a grand sweep of his arm, he exclaimed, "Play the music!"

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