Extra: Dad’s Troubles (V)

Originally, the entire Zhao Family, though busy, was orderly, but with that loud shout, the entire Family instantly exploded.

The name of Immortal Saint Ancestor Ye Bufan had already resounded throughout the Kunlun Continent; any major power or Family of some standing knew it like thunder.

Upon learning of his personal visit, Zhao Yuan, the head of the Zhao Family, immediately organized all the core members of the Family to line up and greet him. Behind him followed his eldest son, Zhao Kaijiang, and his daughter-in-law, Zhang Xiuxiu.

Adding in other core members of the Family, with lanterns and streamers, and red carpets laid out, nearly a thousand people grandly came out to welcome them.

Ye Bufan glanced around but did not see Chu Lingxi in the crowd, nor did Ye Dianhui see Zhao Muyue.

"I am Zhao Yuan, respectfully welcoming Saint Ancestor!"

Although Ye Bufan looked young, the Family head Zhao Yuan did not dare to be negligent in the slightest, bowing his head and showing extreme reverence.

After all, in the Cultivation World, strength is revered. His strength was enough to destroy the entire Kunlun Continent, let alone a small Zhao Family.

Ye Bufan nodded, and the Family of three followed the crowd into the main hall.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Situ Dianmo asked, "Why don't I see Senior Sister Lingxi?"

Zhao Yuan quickly said, "She went to her father-in-law's house with my unworthy son. Don't worry, I have already sent someone to notify them, and they will be back soon."

Ye Bufan nodded, "No hurry."

Zhao Yuan, with a face full of smiles, said, "Saint Ancestor gracing my humble abode brings immense glory. May I ask the purpose of your visit?"

His heart was still very nervous; after all, the other party's background was too great, and a mere flick of his finger could be more than the Family could bear.

Ye Bufan had originally intended to wait for Chu Lingxi to return before speaking, but since they asked, it was not good to hide it, so he directly said, "Today, I came to propose marriage for my son."

Upon hearing him, the Zhao Family members all showed expressions of joy.

Zhao Kaijiang beamed, "Saint Ancestor, which girl in my Zhao Family has such good fortune?"

In fact, he and Zhao Yuan had never met Ye Dianhui before and were unaware of Zhao Muyue's situation.

When marriage proposal was mentioned, he first thought of his own daughter, assuming it was a happy occasion for his own Family.

Ye Bufan immediately realized that those present were unaware, so he directly said, "My son and Zhao Muyue fell in love at first sight. As his father, I specifically came today to propose marriage, and I hope Family Head Zhao will agree."

With that, he flipped his wrist, and a jade bottle made of mutton-fat jade appeared in his palm. Although it was capped, it subtly emitted an endless pressure upon its appearance.

"This is the betrothal gift, ten drops of Dragon Blood. Please accept it with a smile."

His words were simple, yet each word was like a thunderclap, resounding in the ears of every Zhao Family member.

Dragon Blood! This was Dragon Blood!

Even in the Immortal Realm, it was an extremely rare treasure, let alone in the Kunlun Continent, where the occasional discovery of even a single drop would stir up a bloody storm throughout the Jianghu, not to mention presenting ten drops at once.

Originally, when Ye Bufan took out a small bottle, they hadn't paid much attention to it, but now they realized how precious this betrothal gift was.

Simple and brutal, truly simple and brutal.

This betrothal gift alone, no exaggeration, could marry any noble young lady in the entire Kunlun Continent, or easily buy a Nine Star Sect.

Zhao Yuan was stunned, dumbfounded. When he came to his senses, his eyebrows and beard twitched excitedly, and his whole body trembled.

Zhao Kaijiang was also the same. Although the betrothal gift was not for his daughter, it was ultimately a marriage alliance with the Zhao Family, and he, as the heir to the Family head, was overjoyed.

After a brief silence, Zhao Yuan extended his trembling hands and held the jade bottle in his palm.

"My Zhao Family is honored to receive Saint Ancestor's favor, truly honored!"

Situ Dianmo asked, "So, Family Head Zhao agrees to this marriage?"

"Agree! Of course, I agree!"

Zhao Yuan nodded repeatedly. What a joke, with such a good thing delivered to their doorstep, would he be crazy not to agree?

Although ten drops of Dragon Blood were precious, they were far less valuable than the prestige of forming a marriage alliance with Saint Ancestor. If it weren't for the presence of the great deity Ye Bufan, he wouldn't dare to accept these ten drops of Dragon Blood, otherwise, with the Zhao Family's strength, they couldn't keep them safe.

Now, it was completely different. The Zhao Family's daughter would be Saint Ancestor's daughter-in-law. No matter how precious the Dragon Blood was, no one in the entire Kunlun Continent would dare to covet it.

With his consent to the marriage, Situ Dianmo and Ye Dianhui both smiled.

But just then, a voice came from the doorway, "No, I don't agree to this marriage!"

Everyone immediately turned their heads to look, only to see several people hurrying in from outside. The couple in front were Chu Lingxi and the Zhao Family's second Young Master, Zhao Tuotu.

Although it had been over twenty years since they last met, Chu Lingxi still retained her grace, with not much difference from back then.

Zhao Tuotu was also handsome and carried himself with an imposing air.

Behind them followed a middle-aged man, the head of the Chu Family, Chu Fangkuai, Chu Lingxi's father.

Walking at the very back was a girl, tall and beautiful, with the demeanor of a noble young lady in every gesture. She was none other than Zhao Muyue, whom Ye Dianhui had fallen in love with at first sight.

Chu Lingxi quickly came before everyone and directly said, "My Zhao Family cannot agree to this marriage."

"Junior Sister-in-law, do you know what you're saying?"

Seeing that the Zhao Family's good fortune was about to be ruined, Zhao Kaijiang was so anxious that he stomped his feet and beat his chest.

Zhang Xiuxiu also added, "Yes, Lingxi, to be favored by Saint Ancestor is our Muyue's good fortune. How can we refuse?"

Ye Bufan waved his hand, signaling everyone to be silent, then looked at Chu Lingxi and smiled slightly, "Junior Sister, long time no see. In the blink of an eye, we are both parents now."

After a sigh of emotion, he continued, "Dianhui is my son. Is there something about him that doesn't meet your approval? Why don't you agree to the children's marriage? Or are there other factors?"

It seemed that Ye Dianhui's previous rejection was entirely Chu Lingxi's personal action; the Zhao Family was not even aware of it.

This made him even more curious: what exactly was the reason?

Could it be that Chu Lingxi still harbored feelings for him from back then? But she was already married and had her own child, so it shouldn't be the case.

Chu Lingxi's expression was also quite complex. She sighed, "Senior Brother Ye, it's not that I'm unwilling, but rather that I truly cannot."

Ye Bufan raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean by that? Is someone forcing you?"

With his current strength, it was no exaggeration to say that he was unrivaled in the world. How could he possibly be threatened?

"That's not it."

Chu Lingxi glanced at Situ Dianmo, "Senior Brother Ye, have you ever wondered why we look so much alike?"

"Why?"

Ye Bufan became even more puzzled. He had once mistaken Chu Lingxi for Situ Dianmo back then, and later, after inquiring, found no clues, eventually attributing it to coincidence.

"Father, you should tell him."

Chu Lingxi reached back and pulled her father forward. Chu Fangkuai looked at Situ Dianmo with a complex expression, "All of this goes back to a hundred years ago…"

(Leaving a cliffhanger, everyone can guess slowly.)