CHAPTER 1468: CHAPTER 1468: FORCIBLY COMPELLED

Mo Yunzi only greeted Zhuge Shi and ignored Guo Jing, nearly infuriating Guo Jing to death.

He intentionally gave the City Lord the cold shoulder, just as Guo Jing had deliberately ignored the Mount Heng Sect.

Mo Yunzi meant to make him lose face and teach him a lesson.

Zhuge Shi clasped his fists and said, "Daoist Mo, let’s skip the small talk. Where is the City Lord’s daughter? Let her descend the mountain, and we won’t bother you again."

Mo Yunzi smiled and said, "That’s not up to us. It’s the young lady who insists on staying on the mountain. She has taken a liking to my disciple Xiao Chen, and you tell me, as elders, can we really break up the young couple?"

Guo Jing’s face turned black, and he clasped his fists toward Mo Yunzi, "Daoist Mo, please don’t joke about my daughter’s reputation. Since ancient times, marriage has always been decided by parents. We, as parents, have not yet agreed, so how can a sixteen-year-old girl make a lifelong commitment on her own?"

Mo Yunzi raised his eyebrows and asked deliberately, "And who might this be?"

Guo Jing, with a stern face, replied, "The Lord of Xiangyang, Guo Jing!"

Mo Yunzi nodded and said, "Oh? So you are that Guo Jing? It seems your daughter is more sensible than you. Gratitude and reciprocity have always been Great Xia Country’s customs. Yet, what about you? My disciple Xiao Chen has helped Xiangyang so many times, and just because he lost once, you coldly ignored him. He was seriously injured, but you left him in an inn without treatment. If it weren’t for your daughter, my disciple would have died in Xiangyang City. You tell me, how do you resemble a father?"

Guo Jing’s face turned red to his neck; a dignified official of the Imperial Court was thus humiliated by a mountain cultivator.

He neglected Xiao Chen not for any reason other than Mount Heng Sect’s unreasonable demands.

Now, Mount Heng blames him for this.

He stared at Mo Yunzi, frowning tightly, and said, "What does Mount Heng Sect mean? Do they insist on keeping my daughter on Mount Heng?"

Mo Yunzi caressed his beard and sneered, "City Lord, what are you saying? Your daughter can leave if she wants. Our Mount Heng Sect never stops anyone. She wants to stay and marry my disciple Xiao Chen. We never forced her. By the way, the Sect Leader is holding their wedding today. Since you are here, why not come up and have a drink?"

"You all!"

Guo Jing was so angry he nearly spat blood, wishing he could bring an army to destroy Mount Heng.

But he knew the power gap was too large between the two sides.

Only the Commandery Princess Ji Ruhai of Jingzhou Prefecture had the power, but why would Ji Ruohuo trouble a major sect for his daughter’s sake?

Guo Jing looked pleadingly at Zhuge Shi.

Zhuge Shi stepped in to mediate and said to Mo Yunzi, "Daoist Mo, no matter what, Brother Guo Jing is still her father. Let them meet once, and if his daughter willingly marries into Mount Heng, we will have no objections."

Mo Yunzi gestured with his hand, "Alright, on the wedding day, the father and daughter should reunite, and the father-in-law should take his place at the high hall, of course. Everyone, please come up the mountain."

He was going to forcibly marry Guo Xiang to Xiao Chen.

Guo Jing felt helpless, seeing that Zhuge Shi didn’t want to offend Mount Heng much either.

They were there to help mediate, not to cause a fight.

If his daughter truly wouldn’t listen to advice and insisted on marrying Xiao Chen, Guo Jing realized he couldn’t stop her.

The group walked up the mountain path quickly, being all cultivators, and soon reached the mountaintop.

The place was shrouded in mist, over ten thousand meters high.

It’s ten times higher than the outside world, yet it didn’t feel high at all.

Outside, it would be covered in ice and snow, with high altitude and low oxygen.

But the atmosphere of this world was so high that ten thousand meters was nothing.

On the mountaintop, pavilions and palaces towered, monkeys cried and cranes called, rainbow bridges arched high, mist swirled, and red flowers and green grass spread in all directions, looking like an immortal retreat.

Passing a green stone archway with ’Mount Heng Sect’ inscribed in large characters, they reached the Guangmian Hall of Mount Heng Sect.

In front of the hall was a vast square.

The floor was paved with tiles, and giant array pillars were set all around; it seemed to be where the disciples practiced martial arts regularly.

As Mo Yunzi said, Mount Heng Sect indeed had decorated the mountain festively, all set up with lights and colors, filled with a celebratory atmosphere.

The more Guo Jing looked, the more desperate he became, not expecting Mount Heng Sect to be so rude, really trying to take his daughter by force.

The group arrived in front of the main hall where the Sect Master Mystic Moon finally appeared.

She held a horsetail whisk, wearing a purple Taoist robe, her gaze sharp, her nose hooked like a hawk’s - clearly not someone easy to deal with.

Zhuge Shi had met her before, so he wasn’t unfamiliar.

As she came out, she smiled and greeted Zhuge Shi with a Taoist salute.

But when she saw Guo Jing, the smile vanished, and she swept her cold eyes over the group behind Guo Jing.

Long Fei and Chu Feng hid at the back, not drawing attention.

Mystic Moon’s gaze merely swept over them without stopping.

She glared at Guo Jing and coldly smiled, "City Lord Guo, you’ve been thoughtful, bringing so many Daoist friends to our Mount Heng. Are you here for your daughter’s wedding, or to make a name for yourself and court danger?"

Guo Jing, having been humiliated several times, really wanted to turn against these people immediately.

For his daughter’s sake, he lowered himself, endured, and said, "Sect Master Mystic Moon, I’m here for my daughter’s marriage. She’s just a girl, how could she elope without parental consent? Even if she’s to marry your Mount Heng, it should be through a matchmaker and proper betrothal, no? Aren’t you afraid of being ridiculed by your fellow cultivators for handling things this way?"

True Person Mystic Moon laughed disdainfully, "Ridiculed? Who would dare to ridicule? We, cultivators, needn’t care about such worldly customs. Our Mount Heng Sect is one of the top sects in South Yangtze. Marrying your daughter is a blessing for the Guo Family. From what you say, City Lord, are you objecting to this marriage?"

Her words were domineering and directly threatening.

Guo Jing frowned and backpedaled, "No matter what, I must first see my daughter and ask her opinion. If she has no objections, I will no longer interfere and let you proceed as you will."

"What if I don’t let you see her?"

Mystic Moon pressed on step by step, watching Guo Jing with interest, like a lion toying with its prey.

Though Guo Jing’s cultivation level was not high, he straightened his back for his daughter’s sake and stared at Mystic Moon, "Though I, Guo Jing, am unworthy, and my mana is low, I am nonetheless an official of the Imperial Court. If Mount Heng oppresses us so, I can only fight to the death and call on Commandery Princess Ji Ruohuo of Jingzhou Prefecture to intervene. With so many industries in the mundane world, Mount Heng, if you push people too hard, we might have to find out!"

Zhuge Shi, seeing the tension, quickly mediated, "Daoist Mystic Moon, let parent and daughter meet. It’s human nature; if there are any misunderstandings, we can sit down and discuss them slowly."

Mystic Moon glared at Guo Jing and laughed chillingly, "Alright, today I’ll give Daoist Zhuge this face."

She raised her hand, instructing someone to invite Guo Xiang.

Chu Feng, in the back, secretly communicated with Long Fei, "That Taoist nun has definitely hit menopause; she’s really out for blood, blasting everyone!"

Long Fei smirked, sizing up Mystic Moon, "You have to admit, though she has a bad temper, her figure is quite good. Tsk tsk, look at the curves of her chest’s rise and fall. I wonder which lucky bastard gets her."

Chu Feng rolled his eyes, laughing rogishly, "Wow, didn’t know you liked this type!"

Long Fei quickly reminded, "Damn it, stay calm and wipe that lecherous grin off your face!"

As the two were whispering, sure enough, Mystic Moon noticed them.

With a flash, she was in front of Chu Feng, glaring at him with murderous intent, "What are you mumbling about? What are your eyes looking at?"