I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 1082 Unrivaled King of Kyoto! (Bonus chapter for Alliance Leader "Feng Junzi Haoran")
Marriage in this era was quite unique. All you needed was a certificate from the commune, followed by registration at the civil affairs bureau, which would then issue another certificate, and that was it.

There was no law prohibiting prisoners from marrying, especially in a remote place like Weichang. Warden Liu personally drove Zhang Chen to town to register their marriage. Since Zhang Chen's locomotive station was built, the locomotive had played a great role. In particular, Zhang Chen could personally pour the parts. Whenever any machinery in Weichang broke down, Zhang Chen would repair it in a short time, which was a great help to Weichang.

With Inspector Liu personally leading the way, Zhang Chen's marriage registration process was very simple. After arriving in the city and getting his passport stamped, Zhang Chen looked at the unfamiliar city and didn't find anything particularly interesting. It was just similar to the ancient city of Luoyang in his previous life. For Zhang Chen, who had lived in the ancient city of the North for hundreds of years in his previous life, he was already tired of it.

The ancient city before him was a reconstruction after the war, and many details, in Zhang Chen's view, had been altered beyond recognition, just like the people in the city, who had long since changed beyond recognition.

"Xiao Zhang, congratulations on marrying such a beautiful bride." After leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau, Officer Liu looked at the charming and radiant young woman, then thought of his own tigress, and a hint of envy appeared in his eyes: "When are you going to have the wedding? We'll all celebrate with you!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chen turned to look at Bai Ziling and said, "I am still a criminal, so I can't just have a hasty wedding. I must lift my criminal status and then give her a grand and glorious wedding."

Upon hearing this, Officer Liu nodded. The group walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau and was about to get into their car when they suddenly heard a newsboy in the distance, holding a newspaper and shouting loudly:

"Breaking news! Breaking news! Wang Biao has traveled all the way north from the Demon Capital to challenge various martial arts schools. He has fought seventy-two consecutive matches without a single defeat. Later, he challenged the master of the Divine Dragon School, who was at the Divine Realm. After fighting the master for thirty rounds, Wang Biao forcefully advanced to the Divine Realm and fought to a draw with the master. He intends to set up a stage in the capital and invite masters from all sides to come up and discuss the Dao, challenging heroes from all over the world."

The newsboy's voice echoed in Zhang Chen's ears, and Liu, the guard beside him, was immediately shocked: "Who is this Wang Biao? How could he fight against the master of the Divine Dragon Martial Arts School? You must know that the master of the Divine Dragon Martial Arts School is one of the top masters of our Great Han Dynasty. His reputation is known throughout the world. His martial arts schools have opened all over the country and are one of the five largest martial arts schools in the world. How could Wang Biao be able to fight to a draw under the suppression of the master of the Divine Dragon Martial Arts School?"

Instructor Liu's eyes were filled with disbelief and shock. As a martial artist himself, he naturally paid attention to events in the martial world and had heard of the renowned Dragon Pavilion Master.

"Who is the Dragon Pavilion Master? Is he very famous?" Zhang Chen noticed Wang Biao's excitement and asked with a surprised expression.

“You’re not a martial artist, so you naturally don’t know how powerful the Dragon Master is. But if I use another word, you’ll understand: the Dragon Master is the head instructor of the thirty million Imperial Guards of our Great Xia. You’ll then know his significance.” Instructor Liu explained, then waved to a newsboy in the distance: “Give me a copy of today’s newspaper.”

Upon hearing Liu Guanjiao's explanation, Zhang Chen's eyes revealed a hint of caution. He naturally knew the prestige of being the chief instructor of the Imperial Guards.

After buying a newspaper, Officer Liu held it in his hand and studied it for a while before saying, "The land of the Han Dynasty is rich in resources and talented people, and it is truly unbelievable that such a person has appeared. King Wudi of the capital is magnificent! I wish I could meet him!"

After speaking, he handed the newspaper to Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen took the newspaper, looked at the contents, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes. It had only been about two months since he and Wang Biao separated, and yet Wang Biao had already challenged seventy-two schools. It was truly unbelievable. This kid was very fast at challenging schools.

Wang Biao's progress in martial arts was not unexpected by Zhang Chen. After all, Wang Biao had received personal guidance from Zhang Chen, who had also left a wisp of his own magical power within him. Zhang Chen was a Celestial Immortal, possessing the clearest understanding of the essence of martial arts. As long as Wang Biao stayed on the right path, with the help of powerful medicine and Zhang Chen's own magical power, it would be strange if Wang Biao couldn't break through quickly.

The only thing that surprised Zhang Chen was that Wang Biao was far too arrogant and acted far too ostentatiously, actually challenging seventy-two schools in a row and even setting up a high platform in the capital, wanting to discuss the Dao of the world.

"I wonder if he can live up to the title of Invincible Wang! His flamboyant style will surely attract the attention of martial artists all over the world. If he can really sweep through the world without being able to defeat anyone, he will definitely be able to break through the martial arts qi and blood in less than a month, and will be able to understand his mind and nature and hopefully condense the light of his soul." Zhang Chen silently calculated in his mind. According to his prediction, if things go as expected, a new era will soon arrive.

Passing by the commune, Zhang Chen got off the bus and bought a pack of cigarettes, a bag of wedding candy, and various other festive items. Although the wedding was not being held for the time being, there was still a happy occasion in the family, so it was still necessary to have a lively celebration.

Back in the hunting grounds, Zhang Chen distributed wedding candies and cigarettes, causing another round of excitement. He then embraced Bai Ziling, the beautiful flower, drawing envy from countless men.

When Zhang Chen was handing out celebratory cigarettes, he reached the Prince's place and lit one for him. The Prince patted his pocket and complained, "You little rascal, you didn't tell us about such a big thing as your wedding earlier, and we didn't even have time to prepare."

Then he turned to Zhang Jun and said, "I have a book in my bag. Could you get it for me and give it to this kid as a congratulatory gift?"

Zhang Jun was taken aback upon hearing this. He knew about that book; it had the First Ancestor's personal signature on it, which was extraordinary. It was his old commander's favorite thing.

However, as a guard, Zhang Jun immediately went back into the house without saying a word, took the books, and handed them to Zhang Chen.

"Your Highness, you're too kind." Zhang Chen glanced at the books the other party had given him, but didn't mind them. He accepted them with a smile and continued to distribute wedding candies and cigarettes.

"That book was your favorite. It even had the signature left by the First Ancestor himself. You treasured it so much that you wouldn't even let anyone else see it. How could you give it away?" The Zhang family complained in a low voice to their old leader as Zhang Chen walked away.

Wang Gong chuckled softly upon hearing this: "Bai Ziling's father was implicated by me, and his entire family was torn apart by me. Bai Ziling is the apple of Bai Shan's eye. How can I, as her former leader, just stand by and watch her get married without doing anything? I'm afraid that if Bai Shan finds out later, he'll gossip about me behind my back." Zhang Chen, who had walked a distance away, paused slightly. Zhang Jun never expected that his words would reach Zhang Chen's ears from dozens of steps away.

"The First Ancestor's personal signature? So the Prince was that fallen leader? I thought his name was Prince." Zhang Chen was taken aback, a strange look appearing in his eyes. Countless thoughts swirled in his mind, and an idea gradually formed in his mind.

After a night of revelry, Zhang Chen held Bai Ziling in his arms, lay down in bed, and stroked the sweat stains on the beauty's body.

"I thought that coming to this harsh and cold place would mean enduring torture worse than death. Luckily, I met you, otherwise I don't think I would have had the courage to live here!" Bai Ziling whispered in Zhang Chen's ear.

Zhang Chen patted the waist of the beauty in his arms and whispered, "Sleep well, I have a big surprise for you."

Bai Ziling nodded upon hearing this, and then fell into a deep sleep beside Zhang Chen. Countless calculations flashed through Zhang Chen's mind, and after a long while, he slowly closed his eyes.

On the very next day

While Zhang Chen was repairing a sled, Zhang Jun walked in from outside the gate.

"Brother Zhang, what brings you here?" Zhang Chen asked.

Zhang Jun looked at Zhang Chen with embarrassed expressions, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Just say what you want to say," Zhang Chen urged, seeing the other party's hesitant manner.

“It’s like this, didn’t you get married? There’s a spare room in the house. Your father was on the battlefield years ago, and there are seven bullets stuck in his body that he can’t be removed. If he gets cold, he will suffer excruciating pain. I was wondering if I could give you some money so you could rent that room to your father?” Zhang Jun’s voice was full of earnestness.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chen's expression suddenly turned serious. Seven bullets lodged in his body—what excruciating pain that must have been! Even a slight change in the weather could feel like being in hell.

"Forget about money and provisions, you and the prince can move in here." Zhang Chen was hoping to change the situation through the prince, and upon hearing Zhang Jun's words, he readily agreed without hesitation.

Whether the engine is given to myself or to Bai Ziling's father, it's better to give it directly to Wang Gong. If Wang Gong can be reinstated, everyone can rise to prominence, and I might even find a powerful patron.

A powerful figure who can protect a region is comparable to a prince!

Hearing that Zhang Chen was so easy to talk to, Zhang Jun was stunned for a moment. Zhang Chen patted the dazed Zhang Jun and said, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and go move your things?"

"Isn't this a bit inappropriate? Won't it disturb your newlywed bliss?" Zhang Jun hesitated.

Zhang Chen smiled and shook his head, patting the other person's head: "Don't overthink it, just get on with it."

"Thank you so much." Zhang Jun felt like he had been granted a pardon upon hearing this. He quickly bowed to Zhang Chen and then turned and ran out of the agricultural machinery factory.

"What does he want to do by coming to see you so early in the morning?" Bai Ziling asked, looking surprised, as she came out of the house while munching on a steamed bun.

Zhang Chen smiled upon hearing this. He didn't hide anything and explained his plan. Bai Ziling was stunned: "What a coincidence? I've actually been exiled to the same hunting ground as the prince?"

“Things in this world are just so wonderful,” Zhang Chen replied with a smile. “The matter of fate is truly mysterious.”

(End of this chapter)