Hunyuan Immortal Sect

Chapter 181: Forced Matchmaking
Everyone was toasting each other, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

After three rounds of drinks, a little old man came straight towards the crowd with a wine glass in front of the Yuyuan Sect table. It was Peng Yuan, the Yuyuan Sect disciple who had celebrated the festival with everyone before.

"It seems to be coming towards us." Lu Yuan frowned.

"This old bastard actually dares to come and cause trouble." Zhang Ningyuan cursed in a low voice.

Zhong Wenyuan's face turned cold instantly, and his left hand clenched into a fist under the table.

"Ignore him." Song Xian said expressionlessly.

Only the new disciples, not knowing the whole story, looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Hey! Isn't this Sect Leader Song? Long time no see." Peng Yuan said in a sarcastic tone, "I didn't expect to meet you here."

"Please respect yourself, fellow Taoist. You are not welcome here." Song Xian replied coldly.

"Oh my! Now that you've become the Luoyun Sect's honored guest, you're even putting on airs. Just based on your abilities, you're unworthy of sitting here. I wonder if the Luoyun Sect is completely blind."

The Yuyuan Sect did not send many people this time, but quite a few died because they were used as the main force to attack a large formation.

Now, based on merit, he was sent to a position more than ten places away. Because his seat was at the back, everyone was unhappy. After a few drinks, they were even more resentful. Peng Yuan also saw that Song Xian and others, with whom he had a grudge, were ranked above him, which made him even more unhappy. After three rounds of drinks, he came up to him, slightly tipsy.

"Shut up, didn't you hear me? You are not welcome here, leave immediately." Zhang Ningyuan stood up and glared at him.

"Okay! How about I go find that little bitch of mine? Where is she now? You don't know, that little bitch is pretty good in bed, otherwise why would I give her the method of refining talismans." Peng Yuan laughed.

"Oh! By the way, where's that little brother named Zhong? Why didn't he come? I remember his fair and tender body so well! I'll go see him sometime."

As soon as he finished speaking, a heavy punch hit his nose. Peng Yuan was caught off guard and fell to the ground.

The person who attacked was Zhong Wenyuan. He had his fists clenched, murderous intent in his eyes, and red eyes.

When Zhong Yang was humiliated, he was able to remain rational, suppress his anger, and advise Song Xian not to have a head-on conflict with the Yuyuan Sect.

But now that Zhong Yang is dead, this person actually brought up the matter again. Even if he were a clay Buddha, he couldn't contain his anger.

"How dare you hit me." Peng Yuan never expected that the Hunyuan Sect, whom he always looked down upon, would dare to attack in public. Thinking back to when he massacred Shizhai Village, beat Feng Yan, and humiliated Zhong Yang, the Hunyuan Sect had endured it all. Now they are so bold. Aren't they afraid of offending their own sect?

"If you dare to mention Yang'er again, I will kill you." Zhong Wenyuan gritted his teeth, and said every word with murderous intent.

"You are so bold to take my life." Peng Yuan was stunned for a moment, then he was also furious. He immediately stood up and wanted to settle the score with him.

The commotion immediately attracted the attention of the nearby Luoyun Sect disciples. A Luoyun Sect member quickly approached the two parties and stopped Peng Yuan. "Master Song, what's going on? Today is our sect's celebration banquet. If you have anything to say, please talk it over and don't cause trouble."

Seeing the commotion getting louder, even people at the main table were approaching, Song Xian stood up and said slowly, "This Daoist Peng from the Yuyuan Sect is dissatisfied with your sect's seating arrangements, believing that our sect is unworthy of this position. He's here to pick a fight, not only humiliating our disciples, but also saying that Senior Jin from your sect is blind."

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep voice came from behind: "Who said that our Senior Brother Jin is blind?"

Everyone looked back and saw that the person who came was Luo Jin, the inner sect steward of Luoyun Sect. He had a blank expression on his face and stared at Peng Yuan and then at Song Xian.

"We heard everything this fellow Daoist Peng Yuan said. He is dissatisfied with your sect's arrangements and has come to pick a fight with our sect, deliberately humiliating our disciples. In fact, this is to express his dissatisfaction with your sect."

Yu Lian was the first to react and said quickly, "Yes, yes, that's what he said. He said that Elder Jin of your sect was blind."

Seeing this, others also echoed and insisted.

Peng Yuan's anger had long since faded, and he was terrified. Seeing Luo Jin looking at him, he swallowed and quickly waved his hand, "No, that's not what I meant."

Wang Xuan, the headmaster of the Yuyuan Sect, also arrived at this time. Seeing Luo Jin's unfriendly expression, he quickly said, "Senior Luo, this is a misunderstanding. This was definitely not Junior Brother Peng's intention. He just had some conflicts with the Hunyuan Sect before, and he drank a few more cups, so he was confused for a moment."

"Since you've drunk too much, go down and rest!" Luo Jin said coldly: "Come, take this Taoist friend Peng down to rest and keep a close eye on him."

Peng Yuan's face immediately turned pale, and his words became stammering: "Senior Luo, I...I."

Before he could finish, two disciples immediately stood beside him, one on each side, pulling his arms and saying, "Fellow Daoist Peng, please."

"Master." Peng Yuan looked at Wang Xuan as if asking for help.

"Shut up." Wang Xuan scolded with a gloomy face: "Why don't you thank Senior Luo? Are you going to stay here and embarrass yourself?"

Peng Yuan immediately felt like a frost-bitten eggplant. He thanked him dejectedly and was carried away by two Luoyun Sect disciples, one on each side.

"Who did it just now?" Luo Jin glanced at everyone coldly.

Song Xian's heart trembled, and he quickly said, "Senior Luo, it was Brother Peng who got drunk and caused trouble, insulting our disciples who died in battle, so our senior brother couldn't help but hit him."

"I asked who did it?"

"It's the junior." Zhong Wenyuan said lightly.

"Take him down."

"Yes." Two more Luoyun Sect disciples responded, one on each side, and came to Zhong Wenyuan. "Daoyou, please."

Zhong Wenyuan strode with his head held high and followed them.

"Senior Luo, my senior brother is indeed innocent. Please..."

Song Xian was about to open his mouth to explain, but Luo Jin interrupted him and warned him coldly, "Stop causing trouble. Today is our sect's celebration banquet. I don't want to see anything like this happen again. You better take care of yourself."

After saying that, he ignored them and left. Wang Xuan also looked at Song Xian meaningfully and turned back to his seat.

"Master, what should we do? Senior Brother Zhong has been detained by them. I hope they won't lock him up!" Zhang Ningyuan said worriedly.

Although he usually had some conflicts with Zhong Wenyuan, he was still worried about him in this situation. As the saying goes, when one prospers, all prosper, and when one suffers, all suffer. In front of outsiders, Zhong Wenyuan, the elder of the sect, represents the entire sect.

"It shouldn't be. This isn't a big deal, just a minor friction. Besides, we've just made contributions to Luoyun Sect, so we shouldn't be so concerned about Senior Brother Wenyuan. I think he just wants to stop the conflict, so I'll give them fifty lashes each. I'll go find them after the banquet is over."

"Master, who is this Peng Yuan? It seems like he has a lot of conflicts with our sect?" Lin Quan asked.

"Let's not talk about this for now. Anyway, our sect had some unpleasant experiences with the Yuyuan Sect before. You should be careful when you encounter the Yuyuan Sect in the future. Their power far exceeds ours, so just try to stay away from them."

Song Xian was too embarrassed to directly tell Feng Yan and Zhong Yang about such an embarrassing thing, so he just gave them an ambiguous instruction.

The disciples from the Qingyun Sect who had defected looked at each other and didn't ask any further questions. After this little incident, everyone was unhappy.

After the celebration banquet was over and everyone left one after another, Song Xian wanted to go up to Luo Jin and plead with him to let Zhong Wenyuan go, but seeing that all the high-level leaders of Luoyun Sect were there, he didn't want to make the matter known to everyone, which would make it difficult to handle, so he waited patiently.

Until Luo Jin left, he still didn't find any opportunity, so he had to go down the mountain and rest for a night in the camp prepared by Luoyun Sect.

The next morning, he came to the mountain gate again and asked to meet Luo Jin, but he still did not see him. The messenger did not tell him the reason, but only said that Luo Jin had important matters to attend to and could not meet him.

This does not necessarily mean that he is hiding. He may be in the practice room, or he may be practicing other things. Most people would not dare to disturb him.

Song Xian had no choice but to ask to see Xiao Ling, hoping that she could plead for him.

.........

In the spacious and bright hall, Xiao Ling walked in with a smile on his face. Song Xian immediately stood up to greet him: "Fellow Daoist Xiao, I apologize for disturbing you."

"Master Song, you're welcome. You're here to attend our sect's celebration banquet, right?" Xiao Ling went straight to the main seat and sat down, looking him up and down.

"It's because something unexpected happened at the celebration banquet last night. That's why I'm disturbing you so early in the morning." Song Xian didn't beat around the bush and recounted everything that happened last night in detail.

"Now, our sect's Elder Zhong has been detained by Senior Luo. I have been seeking an audience with Senior Luo but have not been able to see him. If Fellow Daoist Xiao could put in a few good words for Senior Luo, our sect would be deeply grateful."

"So that's how it is." Xiao Ling's eyes flashed slightly. She did not attend the celebration banquet yesterday, so she was not aware of this. However, she knew about the conflict between Hunyuan Sect and Yuyuan Sect, as well as the incident between Feng Yan and Peng Yuan.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, you know this. The Yuyuan Sect and our sect have had a feud. At this celebration banquet, they were ranked at the bottom. They picked on our sect because they were actually dissatisfied with your sect, but they didn't dare to speak openly about it. In this whole thing, our sect is the complete victim. I hope Fellow Daoist Xiao can help our Senior Brother Zhong."

"Master Song has visited several times, but why hasn't he brought his wife with him?"

"Huh?" Song Xian almost didn't react. Wasn't they talking about Zhong Wenyuan? Why did they suddenly bring up something so unrelated? His thoughts jumped too quickly, and without any preparation.

After a moment of hesitation, he had to answer: "I am not married and don't have a wife."

"Oh! I see!" Xiao Ling nodded. "Excuse me for asking, but Sect Leader Song doesn't look very old, and his cultivation is not low either. His spiritual roots should be quite good, right?"

What the hell is going on here? Song Xian was getting more and more confused. He didn't know what he meant, but since he needed help, he could only answer, "I have both fire and earth spiritual roots."

"Not bad, not bad." Xiao Ling nodded with satisfaction.

Song Xian didn't know what she meant by nodding. "Fellow Daoist Xiao, could you please speak to Senior Luo about our sect's Senior Brother Zhong's matter?"

"No problem, leave it to me."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Xiao." Song Xian felt relieved when he heard this.

Xiao Ling smiled and said, "It's just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning. Actually, I also have something that I would like Master Song to help me with."

Song Xian's heart immediately tensed up again, and his expression became solemn. He had felt that something was wrong with Xiao Ling since just now. He had been talking about irrelevant things all the time, and now he had made a request.

It seems that this matter is not easy to deal with. It comes with a price, but I don’t know what the price is.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, please tell us. Our sect will certainly not refuse anything it can do."

"Okay, I feel relieved with what Master Song said." Xiao Ling's smile became even wider, making Song Xian feel a little uneasy.

"It's not really about helping, it's also good for Sect Leader Song. I have a sister who's the Sect Leader's wife's niece, and she's deeply loved by my aunt. She's the most beautiful woman in West City, and now she's looking for a husband. My aunt asked me to find out more about the young men in West City. Since Sect Leader Song is unmarried, I'll let my aunt know and I'll marry him. How about that?"

Song Xian was really stunned this time, dumbfounded. He never expected that what Xiao Ling was talking about was matchmaking.

After a brief moment of daze, his mind began to race. This matter was definitely not as simple as Xiao Ling said.

According to what he said, this person was Wen Yiren's niece, and she was deeply loved by him. She was also a great beauty. So how could he possibly marry her to him?

If that were the case, everyone in Bianxi City would be vying for her, and the suitors within Luoyun Sect would be lining up outside the mountain gate. And it wasn't even his turn as the headmaster of a nameless, unofficial sect in Bianxia Town.

What's more, Xiao Ling used the word "help", which shows that either Xiao Ling was exaggerating or there was another major hidden secret here.

Song Xian absolutely did not believe that there would be such a thing as a free gift in this world.

"Well... I have no plans to marry for the time being. I'm still focusing on my cultivation and don't want to be burdened by personal relationships."

Xiao Ling's smile immediately turned cold. "Master Song just said that he would not refuse anything he could do. Besides, they are unmarried, so is it impossible for a man and a woman to get married? Since Master Song wants to go back on his word, then please do as you please!"

The threat in these words was obvious. If Song Xian could go back on his word, then naturally she could too. Not to mention going to plead with Luo Jin, he might even turn against her.

Now Zhong Wenyuan is in the hands of the other party, and Xiao Ling cannot be offended. He doesn't know what else he will need to ask the other party for help in the future, so Song Xian can only take it one step at a time.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, please calm down. I'm not going back on my word, I just fear I'm unlucky. With my status, how can I possibly be worthy of Senior Wen's precious daughter? Furthermore, I've never even met her, so isn't it a bit hasty to talk about marriage? This matter requires further consideration."

Xiao Ling's expression softened a bit. "Marriage is a natural thing. I'm not asking you to get married right now. I'm just setting you up. I'm not exaggerating, but my sister is beautiful and gentle. Although Fellow Daoist Song is the head of a sect, my sister is definitely more than enough for you."

Song Xian knew there must be a trap here, but it was inconvenient to ask at this time: "Thank you for your kindness, Brother Xiao."

"Then I'll take this as Master Song's agreement. Since Master Song is here, why not meet my sister first? After I report to Auntie, I'll arrange a meeting for you tomorrow. How about that?"

"Everything will be in accordance with what Daoist Fellow Xiao said."

"This is settled. Where is Sect Leader Song now? I'll send someone to inform you tomorrow."

"I and my disciples are currently staying in your sect's camp at the foot of the mountain."

"Very good, just wait for my news there!"

"Yes, Brother Xiao, if you have any other instructions, I will take my leave now."

Song Xian was feeling very depressed at the moment. He had never thought that someone would interfere in his marriage in an almost forced way.

"Let me see Master Song off!" Xiao Ling's attitude was much more polite than before. Song Xian had visited her several times, and this was the first time she had taken the initiative to offer to see him off.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, please stay! I hope you can speak well of my sect's Senior Brother Zhong's matter."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

(End of this chapter)