How did a bastard like him become an immortal?

the next day.

Inside the small house, a stick of incense had burned out, and Li Muyun lay quietly on the bed, fast asleep.

Xiao Rou, dressed in a red wedding gown, sat on the edge of the bed, her face haggard, tears welling up in her eyes.

She rose and bowed to Li Muyun, tears streaming down her pale face, and said softly, "Young Master, I know your temper. Even if it costs you your life, you will never let me marry Li Tianci as a concubine."

Xiao Rou gently stroked Li Muyun's handsome cheek, "But Second Madam is from the Liu family, the number one merchant family in the Tang Dynasty. She has many experts around her and her family is richer than a country. How can I let you take risks for me?"

Xiao Rou's face showed a resolute expression as she walked towards the door, muttering to herself, "Young master, please forgive me for not being able to serve you any longer. I will commit suicide after the wedding to prove my innocence, so that the second madam will not make things difficult for you, and I can also preserve your dignity. Perhaps this is Xiao Rou's fate."

After Xiao Rou left, Li Muyun closed his eyes tightly, trembling slightly, a cold tear sliding down his cheek...

Meanwhile, the wedding hall was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. The second wife, Liu Ruyue, sat at the head of the table. The first wife, Lü Liji, had gone to visit relatives at the Marquis of Zhongyi's residence and had not returned. The third and fourth wives claimed to be ill and had not arrived. On both sides were the Marquis's relatives, clansmen, and servants.

Liu Ruyue glanced coldly at the empty seats of the Third and Fourth Madams and snorted.

He then nodded slightly to the first person on each side, and the two people respectfully returned the gesture with their hands clasped in return.

The first person seated on the left is Yuan Wuji, the chief strategist of the Marquis's mansion. He looks to be only in his twenties, dressed in a simple gray robe, with a feather fan and turban, smiling calmly, just like a scholar.

The first person sitting on the right is named Wu Wudi. He has a square face and a hideous scar running from the corner of his mouth through his brow, which is particularly frightening. He is physically imposing, with granite-like muscles that make his armor bulge. He is known as the First Martial Emperor of the Tang Dynasty and the top general under the Heavenly Slaughter Marquis.

Both of these men are capable assistants to Marquis Tiantu, renowned and holding prominent positions. If any young master were to gain their assistance, he would undoubtedly become the heir to the Marquis's title.

“Mr. Yuan, it’s just the young master taking a concubine, isn’t the Second Madam making a bit too much of a fuss?” Wu Wudi said to Yuan Wuji in a low, muffled voice.

Yuan Wuji lightly fanned himself with his feather fan and said softly, "The Elephant Dance Ceremony for the four underage young masters will be held at the end of this year. Among the four young masters, only Young Master Yun is the easiest to handle."

Wu Wudi frowned. "Rumor has it that Young Master Tianci smashed that person's memorial tablet a few days ago and even seriously injured Young Master Yun. And this time, he's taking Young Master Yun's personal maid as a concubine. Is Second Madam using Young Master Yun to promote Young Master Tianci? Young Master Yun is already pitiful enough; this is just too much!"

Yuan Wuji said calmly, "We are both your subordinates, and you should not make wild guesses."

Wu Wudi curled his lip, "You scholars are so scheming. It was clearly your idea, but now it's become my wild guesses. Humph!"

While the two were whispering, the servants were also bustling about, as even though it was about taking a concubine, nothing could be done carelessly.

On the other side, Rong Momo came to Liu Ruyue's side, "Madam, I have already given the order. If that little bastard obediently sends me here, we will hold the wedding as scheduled."

"If that little bastard dares to disobey and refuses to send Xiao Rou over, Young Master Tianci will personally go and snatch her away, then beat that little bastard half to death. Hehe, no matter what, this time that little bastard will lose all face."

Liu Ruyue elegantly picked up her teacup and took a sip. "He's just the son of a scoundrel. Let Tianci do whatever he wants. Since he dares to resist, he needs to be taught a lesson. It just so happens that the Elephant Dance Ceremony is going to take place this year, and Tianci needs a stepping stone."

Just as the two were talking, Li Tianci walked over triumphantly, bowed, and said, "Mother, Xiao Rou has come to the hall by herself and is now dressing and getting ready in the back room. I thought that little bastard had finally stood up for himself, but in the end, he was just fooling himself, haha."

A hint of disdain flashed in Liu Ruyue's eyes. "His identity is illegitimate, and he's a piece of trash who can't improve no matter how he cultivates. He's destined to be trampled underfoot. The auspicious time is almost here. Let's get ready to begin."

"It's mother."

Li Tianci bowed again, his joy evident in his eyes. He had long coveted Xiaorou.

The wedding proceeded as scheduled, and the hall was filled with joy. Only Xiao Rou, under the red veil, shed two streams of tears.

"Sir..."

"Little Rou!"

Li Muyun suddenly sat up, shook his heavy head, and his eyes involuntarily reddened.

Li Muyun took out the black iron needle from under his pillow, his gaze icy. "Xiao Rou, you have done enough for the young master. There is no need to sacrifice yourself as well. Let the young master lead you on the road ahead."

Inside the hall, the wedding ceremony was more than halfway through when a figure burst in.

Li Muyun remained expressionless, his voice cold but crystal clear: "The wedding is canceled because I disagree."

All eyes turned to Li Muyun, some with surprise, some with astonishment, and some with mockery.

Yuan Wuji and Wu Wudi exchanged a glance, their lips curving slightly upward.

"Young Master Yun..."

Xiao Rou trembled slightly and tried to step forward, but Li Tianci grabbed her arm and threatened, "If you don't want him to be crippled, you'd better behave yourself."

He then sneered, "Haha, you little bastard, what did you just say? I didn't hear you. If you have the guts, say it again."

Mocking glances came from all around, mocking Li Muyun for courting death.

How dare some good-for-nothing bastard disrupt the wedding? He's courting death!

Li Muyun couldn't help but sneer. He opened his palm in the air, his true energy surged, and the black iron needles hummed as they rose into the air!

"Buzz!"

Silence, deathly silence!

The only sounds in the room were the buzzing of the black iron needles and the heavy breathing of the crowd.

The expressions on everyone's faces were incredibly interesting, especially when the teacup in Liu Ruyue's hand fell to the ground with a loud crash and shattered into pieces!

"True Yuan Power! Young Master Yun has become an immortal by absorbing True Yuan Power!" Wu Wudi shouted loudly, his eyes wide.

The others were once again utterly shocked by Wu Wudi's words!

Those servants who had just been mocking him turned pale and lowered their heads.

The generals and advisors of the Marquis's mansion also changed their expressions drastically, their previous spectator attitude turning into one of intense interest!

This is an immortal! An immortal has emerged from the Marquis's mansion! You must know that in the entire capital, in this most prestigious and powerful place, there are no more than a hundred immortals in public!

Immortals are one in ten thousand, with boundless potential. In the future, they can move mountains and fill seas, and measure the ocean with a bushel!

Even the arrogant Li Tianci stared blankly at the suspended black iron needle, muttering in disbelief, "How is this possible?! How could a bastard like him become an immortal?!"