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Jiang Cheng, in his all three thousand five hundred and eighty three years of life, he have never felt such terrible headache. He almost feels like he could faint anytime soon.
'Oh if I faint, please don't wake me up.' Jiang Cheng thought. Cause something really bad have happened, horrendous unexplainable incident.
Jiang Cheng looks at the red thread around his wrist, and then the other end of the thread which have skillfully wrapped herself on the wrist of the Great lord, Zewu-jun!
Who for some reason simply smiles towards him, but it is not friendly. No, Jiang Cheng swears, he can feel it in his core. That man is thinking of all eighteen courts of hell¹ he would push Jiang Cheng into.
Jiang Cheng gulps, "H-High Lord, I can explain."
"Of course you will." The voice of Zewu-jun is soft but right now it is strained in anger. If looks can kill, those golden eyes of Zewu-jun have already murdered the poor little lotus fairy. He walked slowly towards Jiang Cheng, who in return walks backwards.
Suddenly Jiang Cheng felt his back touching the cold wall, 'Ahhh! I can't die! I have not year roamed the six realms and tasted the lotus pork soup enough to enjoy death!' Zewu-jun is close, too close that with one wrong move and Jiang Cheng may touché Zewu-jun's lips.
"Ze-Zewu-jun.." He calls out, his voice low amd quivering. Too afraid for the man who have gripped his right hand tightly. He can feel his knuckles going white, but he didn't dare to look up and meet the great lord's intense gaze.
The red thread shines brightly upon the touch, "Interesting." The deep voice of Zewu-jun made Jiang Cheng tingle.
How did things came to this? He is a simple fairy who have worked day and night in Marriage pavilion, fixing couples up and giving eternal blessing of seven-lifetimes.
Oh right, it was when his old master got threatened to find bride for this man who will kill him seven times over.
Why is he always getting in trouble, and this time it is all because of his own stupidity. Ah! He can't even blame Wei Wuxian now that it's so frustrating!
Three days ago~
It is not new if the old master of Marriage Pavilion would come running down from the Heavenl with tears stucked on his face. And as usual, he comes down from the Heavenly realm with tears soaked face.
But this time, situation is little bit too complicated.
Thirty Thousands years ago, the Great lord, Zewu-jun who at that time was the Heaven's Emperor fought with the Demon Lord Wen Ruohan.
But after the war, Zewu-jun lost a great deal of spiritual power for which he went to seclusion.
Nobody really knows where Zewu-jun might be, except the current Heaven's Emperor Hanguang-jun, younger brother of the Great lord.
After so many centuries, suddenly the Heavenly Emperor have announced that the Marriage Pavilion must find a bride for Zewu-jun. And if failed, it will be reduced to nothing but ashes!
What type of despicable tyrant is ruling the Heaven?
Shouldn't the Emperor must be merciful and benevolent? Jiang Cheng may have never seen His Majesty but have heard of many great things about him. But now hearing how distressed his old master is now that he have been tasked with great difficult problem, he can't help but curse the Emperor!
How dare he threatens them!? The Marriage pavilion is very important, tasked with the red string of fate and helps many individuals find their fated one. If the marriage pavilion is vanquished then even the Emperor won't find his fated one!
"Ah-Cheng, you are the one who is charged with pairing right. Here Zewu-jun's picture, now see if there's any young lady who is perfect for the Great lord." The old master says, looking at the young fairy with big puppy eyes.
"Huh! Why me?" Jiang Cheng almost shouts. He is still new to all these even though he have been doing his job perfectly for two thousands years, but shouldn't such important work must be done by someone more experienced.
The old master laughed, "A-Cheng, you are the one who does all the pairing job. So of course you must do it."
"But I think someone else should do it, isn't it?" Jiang Cheng replies, looking around for someone to come forward to take his side.
But for some reason everyone kept their mouth still, not daring to look at them.
"Ah, ChengCheng don't you take pride on saying that you make the most perfect couple? Are you afraid that you won't be able to find the perfect bride for Gread Lord?" Wei Wuxian says, patting Jiang Cheng's back.
The old master too nods, "Ah-Cheng, it must be done by you!"
Jiang Cheng looks at both of them, a suspicious feeling rises inside of him. But he have no heart to refuse them, after all how hard can it be to find a bride for a Great lord?
It's too hard! Jiang Cheng have went through all the maidens from East to west and north to south. He have tried the unmarried goddesses then the Princess of major clans and even the spiritual ladies. But it looks like none of them are perfectly compatible for Zewu-jun.
How can that be? In this vast universe, their is always a fated one for everyone. Jiang Cheng have never seen such cases where for someone a fated one doesn't exist.
Sometimes finding the fated one maybe difficult, but it's not entirely impossible. So how can a great lord like Zewu-jun have no fated one? Is it because Zewu-jun is so old that his fated one have died and not yet born?
In that case he would have atleast gotten the spirit location of that lady, but unfortunately Jiang Cheng was unsuccessful in that also. Ah why is it so hard to find one single person in this vast universe!?
So then his dear brother, Wei Wuxian proposed a idea. If we can't find the right the seller, let's sell it to anyone who is willing to take.
And apparently, many young ladies are willing to take! Which is good, what would the Heavenly Emperor think? Jiang Cheng doesn't care. The Emperor have merely asked for a bride, and Jiang Cheng will present the highest bidder to his majesty!
"Uhm Uhm! Young Ladies welcom-"
"Aiyah, just get it over with, we want to see Lord Zewu-jun's picture!" One of the lady shouted, interrupting Jiang Cheng. Many other also shouted in agreement.
Okay, great he doesn't have to deal with the opening line. "Of course, of course." Taking out a large scroll, "This is the most confidential scroll, and only selected persons are allowed to see this. Therefore behold your breath!"
He can hear whispers among the crowd.
"I have heard the Great lord is old?"
"He is an immortal, ofcourse he is old."
"I hope he is not some old man with lots of wrinkles!"
"Oh no, I have heard his beauty is same as the yellow dragon."
Jiang Cheng smiled, ah young ladies who is so excited to get married and with that, he opened the scroll and present it to the crowd.
He had half expected some ladies fainting, and fully expected the crowd will go berserk upon seeing the Great lord but no response? That is unexpected.
"What is this? You dare scam us?"
"Uh! I left my nail session for this type of prank?"
"I can't belive I wasted my time and money on this."
The crowd soon started cursing out, Jiang Cheng was confused. This is the scroll that was sent by the Emperor, why are the ladies so angry about it. Turning the scroll, he for the first time sees the picture.
Ah! That is why.
It's a picture of the Great lord's backside, even though the painting is so beautiful and Jiang Cheng can't help but admire the broad shoulder, why have the Emperor sent such weird picture!
Is this some sort of joke?
But this is not the time to think for such things when he saw the crowd soon dissipating, "Ahah! Young ladies. The Great lord is the previous Emperor of Heaven and the one who defeated the Tyrant Demon. Do you really think I, Jiang Cheng of Marraige Pavilion would scam the young ladies of such thing?" This is the fastest he have ever spoken. Should he feel proud or scared, he doesn't know.
Some stayed, looking distrustful but intrigued. And some left without even paying any attention.
"Listen my great beauty ladies, Zewu-jun is one of the most powerful immortal in the six realm, anyone who marries him would become the empress to the six realm!" Is it exaggeration? Maybe. But is it true? Absolutely not! Jiang Cheng doesn't even know what this Zewu-jun looks like!
'Damn you, Zewu-jun for making me work hard so much. If I meet you I am gonna make you pay for all my meals for hundred thousand years!' Jiang Cheng inwardly seethes, his years of painful meditation finally coming into hand.
There are low murmurs and then one of the lady spoke, "Alirght, we will do the bidding."
Yes! Finally!
There were lots of shouts and even arguments. Jiang Cheng may have felt a little greedy, because as time went by the amounts increased with valuable items.
From fifty thousand spiritual coin to almost thirty million! Jiang Cheng can see himself building a large mansion and living a life of luxury where he doesn't have to wake up everyday and work!
"Seventy million!" A lady spoke.
S-so much! After her, no body dares to bid anymore. Seeing that the bidding have stopped, Jiang Cheng smiles, "Congratulation Lady Mo, Great Lord is now yo-" but got interrupted.
"The golden orb of Phoenix!" It is Lady Luo YuMing, the daughter of Eastern Martial Lord.
Everyone was stunned, the golden orb of Phoenix is rare and precious. There are only few which exist and most hidden away from the material world. The Golden orb is powerful, and have immense spiritual power that it can revive any powerful being and can also give more spiritual power.
Jiang Cheng gulped, its a rare opportunity. Having such treasure is far greater then any money in this world. He smiles more brightly, "Congratulations Princess Luo, Great Lord Zewu-jun is yours!" He speaks, taking the the golden orb carefully.
Luo YuMing smiles, "Thank you. I hope you keep your promise well Master Jiang."
"Don't worry, everything will is settled." Jiang Cheng says, not even looking at the Princess, all his attention on the golden orb which is shining too brightly.
Somewhere in Demon Realm
"Young Master, we have located the golden orb of phoenix."
The young master, Wen Xu, turns around, looking at the guard, Wen Zhuliu.
"Very well, prepare the army. Then go and retrieve it."
Wen Zhuliu bowed, leaving Wen Xu again alone in the dark room.
Soon, everything will be under control.
"Wait a little longer father, and then the Wen Clan will rule the six realms again and this time there will be no mistake made."