Geoffrey Quinn stammered as he spoke. It wasn’t that he was unwilling, but rather that the difference in family status between the two sides was too great. He knew his own son well—just an ordinary farm boy—while the granddaughter of Mr. Wade was truly exceptional. She had been renowned as a talented woman since childhood, not only intelligent and clever but also of outstanding beauty. Even many noble sons in the capital admired her. They never dreamed that their son could marry such a bride.

“Ha ha, he is worthy, he is worthy! After today, Little Geoffrey will be a disciple of the immortals. As my nephew, how could he not be worthy of my granddaughter?” Mr. Wade stroked his beard and smiled.

Boom!

The crowd of onlookers below erupted in commotion.

They weren’t fools, especially since Mr. Quinn had made things so clear. The reason the talented young lady of the Wei family could be married was not because Henry Quinn was so remarkable, but because he had a good uncle.

People often say that marrying into a noble family is as deep as the sea, but how could worldly power compare to that of immortals? Once one becomes a disciple of an immortal sect, the rise in status is unimaginable.

Everyone was envious, and many came to congratulate the members of the The Quinn Family. Perhaps this was the legendary case of one person attaining enlightenment and even the chickens and dogs ascending to heaven.

Chapter 2: First Arrival at the Immortal Sect

In the end, Henry Quinn did not become engaged to Miss Wade. Although, because of Ian Quinn, Mr. Wade was very enthusiastic about the matter, he knew his own nephew well. For such an honest, poor farm boy to marry the famous and talented daughter of the Wei family would bring more harm than good.

He hoped his brother and sister-in-law would live well, and also wished his nephew a good future, but too much of anything is as bad as too little. Thus, Ian Quinn politely declined.

Mr. Wade was quite regretful, having had his good intentions publicly refused. This man, who was a figure of absolute authority in Weichi City, did not dare show any displeasure. Instead, he repeatedly assured Ian Quinn that he could focus on his cultivation in the immortal sect, and that everything at home would be taken care of by him and the city lord.

Naturally, Ian Quinn did not refuse such assurances and expressed his deep gratitude, so everyone was happy.

Shortly after, the immortal envoy arrived.

Everyone bowed and exclaimed in awe, and the scene became even livelier.

Then, under the envious gazes of the crowd, Ian Quinn bid farewell to his brother and sister-in-law, boarded the magic boat, and soared away through the clouds and mist. From then on, Weichi City had a new story to tell.

…

Three days later.

The light of flight was swift, and the magic boat traveled thousands of miles, already nearing its destination.

A range of rolling mountains came into view.

The Luoyun Mountains, located in the northern border of the Yue Kingdom, stretched for eight hundred miles. From east to west, a main ridge wound like a giant serpent lying on the ground. Besides this, there were jagged peaks, strange rocks everywhere, snowy forests and gardens, countless rare beasts, and poisonous insects and fierce animals beyond number.

Above the mountains, sword lights often flashed by. This was said to be the dwelling place of immortals in mortal legend. The mountains were high and forests dense, making it difficult for ordinary people to enter, and the entrance to the Luoxue Sect was located in the deepest part of the range.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth here was extremely abundant, making it very suitable for breathing exercises and meditation.

“We’ve arrived.”

The white-robed immortal envoy wore a cold and proud expression. Ian Quinn quickly looked up, but all he saw was a stretch of lush green. The mountains rose and fell, looking no different from the scenery along the way.

He couldn’t help but look a little surprised, but then saw the white-robed immortal envoy take out a command flag from his robe, wave it gently, and draw a semicircle with his left hand, sending out a magical incantation from his fingertips.

Immediately, an astonishing scene appeared!

The wind rose and clouds surged. In the blink of an eye, the scenery before them changed dramatically. The mountains were still there, but now they were even more majestic and beautiful. The steep, straight peaks were like unsheathed swords piercing into the sea of clouds.

Pavilions and towers, jade palaces and celestial mansions, stood in close succession, some even floating directly in midair. Everywhere was filled with dense spiritual energy, far surpassing what had been before. Just taking a casual breath made one feel refreshed all over—truly a scene of immortal grandeur.

In the sea of clouds, sword lights could be seen flying by from time to time, and rainbows formed bridges. The magic boat carried him through the clouds, when suddenly, the rumbling sound of water reached his ears. Ian Quinn looked up and saw a magnificent waterfall hanging high above, its waters rushing down in torrents. In the sunlight, it was almost dazzling, falling straight into a cloud…

Ian Quinn was transfixed, feeling his spirit soar and his head spin. Then, a clear cry sounded in his ears. He quickly turned his head and saw a flock of giant birds, four-winged and six-legged, fierce and menacing, but flying extremely fast. In a flash, they brushed past the magic boat.

“These are called Qingyang Crows, a type of spirit beast raised by our sect. They can travel ten thousand miles in a day and are quite powerful.” The white-robed immortal envoy said coldly, his face full of pride.

Ian Quinn nodded in a daze.

He had been cultivating the “Seeking Immortality Manual” since the age of seven, more than ten years now, enduring countless hardships. At first, his only wish was for his family to live a good life. As he grew older, reading strange tales and hearing legends of immortals, he gradually formed a general understanding of cultivation.

Yet, whether in books or in stories passed by word of mouth, nothing could compare to the shock of this moment. Looking at the scene before him, like a heavenly palace, the young man could hardly contain his emotions. His heart felt as if it would leap out of his chest.