Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest-Chapter 939 Settling Karma and Restoring True Name (Part 1)
Anyang City, Ling Residence.
As night fell, the brightly lit mansion was bustling with excitement, the "double happiness" character hung high above the entrance and large red lanterns clearly indicating something was happening.
A line of carriages stretched for miles, and guests with congratulatory gifts smiled broadly as they crossed the threshold.
Congratulations were heard nonstop!
Today was indeed a joyful day for Ling Hongfeng, the current Family Head of the Anyang Ling Family, and Tong Baodai, the legitimate daughter of the Tong Clan, as prominent figures from the Prefectural City sent guests, giving the recently declining Ling Family a prosperous atmosphere.
Elder members of the Ling Family, in charge of the wedding, couldn’t help but beam with joy seeing this scene, some even basking in pride.
However, Ling Hongfeng, the main character of tonight’s event, sat numbly in the study, his expression listless and heart ashen!
Because the woman who would soon be his wife, Tong Baodai, was no ordinary person!
The Miss of the Tong Family was not particularly bad-looking; in fact, she could be considered quite beautiful.
But her reputation among the young generation of noble clans in Anyang City was extremely, extremely bad.
Tong Baodai had a fiery temper, even violent. A slight displeasure would bring on her fierce temper, and it was said that she had beaten to death several maids by her side, with countless servants punished because of her.
That could be overlooked, as, after all, servants were hardly considered human in the eyes of the noble clan’s offspring.
But Tong Baodai also had an unspeakable hobby; she frequented courtesan houses to listen to music and even patronized two powdered-face actors!
Not only that, she maintained ambiguous relationships with several young nobles and often went hunting with them for days on end.
As a privileged young master, Ling Hongfeng had once encountered this infamous willful Miss.
He kept his distance.
Yet Ling Hongfeng never imagined that one day, he would have to marry this lady into his household!
To be honest, even before the ceremony started, Ling Hongfeng already felt his head turning green.
Listening to the loud noises from outside, his mood was like attending a funeral.
He didn’t even want to move.
Bang!
Just then, the door to the study was forcefully pushed open, and a middle-aged man accompanied by two fierce-looking martial artists entered, saying with a half-smile, "Master, the auspicious hour has arrived, it’s time for the ceremony!"
This man was Steward Zhang, the person closest to Ling Hongfeng in the Ling Residence.
However, the attitude Steward Zhang showed to Ling Hongfeng was far from respectful.
It was more like that of a master!
Watching the arrogant Steward Zhang, Ling Hongfeng felt a rush of blood to his head with a buzz, "No!"
The Family Head of the Ling Family suddenly realized the wedding he was facing was the final step in the other party’s scheme to swallow up the Ling Family. Once he married Tong Baodai, he would be worthless.
Tong Baodai could completely swallow the Ling Family, skin and bone, using the status of the Family Head’s wife and the powerful backing of the Tong Clan.
Leaving nothing behind!
And Ling Hongfeng himself would probably be lucky even to die of a violent illness.
"Hmm?"
Steward Zhang’s face suddenly darkened, and he said ominously, "Ling Hongfeng, are you tired of living? Even at this point, you still want to call off the marriage? I think you’re refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit. Someone…"
The two burly men immediately stepped forward with a menacing grin, ready to teach Ling Hongfeng a lesson!
"I will, I will!"
Before they could lay hands on him, Ling Hongfeng screamed in terror, "I, I will go to the ceremony now."
"That’s more like it."
Steward Zhang stepped forward, patted his face, and said contemptuously, "You must have burned an incredible amount of incense in a past life to have the fortune to marry our Miss in this life. Just keep quiet and enjoy your luck!"
Ling Hongfeng wore a mournful expression and nodded, "I’m truly happy, really."
Steward Zhang chuckled, helped adjust the groom’s official attire, and even corrected the angle of a decorative flower, finally satisfied, he declared, "That will do, let’s go!"
Under the "escort" of two strong men, Ling Hongfeng arrived in the hall with a face of "joy and excitement."
At this moment, the Ling Residence was filled with distinguished guests, representatives from all major families in Anyang City gathered together, each harboring different thoughts, and witnessed the completion of the wedding ceremony for the newlyweds.
Among them were those who relished the misfortune and others who looked on as if watching a joke.
In fact, almost everyone was aware of the inside story behind this marriage alliance!
"First bow to heaven and earth!"
"Second bow to the high hall!"
"Husband and wife bow to each other!"
"The ceremony is complete—"
"Proceed to…"
At this point, the atmosphere in the venue reached its climax!
However, suddenly there was a commotion outside, and it grew louder and more chaotic, with one name being mentioned repeatedly.
"Ling Zhiyuan, Ling Zhiyuan is back!"
Many guests in the hall heard this, and the spacious hall suddenly became quiet, everyone’s gaze turning simultaneously towards Ling Hongfeng.
The groom’s expression was strange, his face twisted, his eyes scattered, and his lips twitched uncontrollably, yet he also showed a hint of relief, his feelings incredibly complex.
Seeing the situation turning sour, Steward Zhang quickly approached and spoke in a low voice, "Master, you go with your lady into the cave mansion first; leave the matters here to me to handle."
Ling Hongfeng turned his head and gave him a look, his gaze extremely eerie: "You handle it, what are you?"
Steward Zhang had never seen such a look in Ling Hongfeng’s eyes, it frightened him, and he instinctively stepped back two steps.
His back was covered in cold sweat!
However, he quickly recovered, annoyed and infuriated, ready to teach Ling Hongfeng a lesson right there.
But then he just heard Ling Hongfeng say faintly, "He has arrived."
A group of men barged into the hall, leading them was a teenager in his teens, dressed in a flying fish suit and carrying a goose-quill saber on his waist, his aura sharp as a drawn blade!
"Ling Zhiyuan!"
The Ling family members present recognized him at a glance; it was Ling Hongyun’s only son, Ling Zhiyuan.
Previously, when Ling Hongyun had faced disaster, Ling Zhiyuan had disappeared, and everyone had assumed or accepted that he had died, which allowed Ling Hongfeng, also a direct descendant, to assume the position of Family Head.
No one had expected that Ling Zhiyuan would return to the Ling Residence on the very day of Ling Hongfeng’s grand wedding!
Not only that, but he was also dressed in the uniform of the Blood Cloak Guard.
Many even recognized that Ling Zhiyuan was wearing the attire of a Head of the Hundred Households!
A sixteen-year-old Head of the Hundred Households of the Blood Cloak Guard?
Could it be fake?
Yet, following Wang Chen, there were more than ten fearsomely formidable Blood Cloak Guards, how could they all be fake?
Pretending to be a member of the Blood Cloak Guard was a crime punishable by the execution of the entire family!
Someone suddenly had a ludicrous thought—could Ling Zhiyuan be planning to perish together with Ling Hongfeng using this method?
"Ling Zhiyuan!"
An elder of the Ling family, with a stern face, stood in front of Wang Chen and shouted loudly, "Today is your uncle’s big day, regardless of what issues you have, let’s wait until tomorrow to discuss them!"
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The first update is here.
