Ancient Godly Monarch Chapter 2046 - I Will Marry You

Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

The small city gradually pulsed with life as a growing crowd gathered. Residents from across the particle world journeyed there to offer their congratulations, many hoping to catch a glimpse of the immortals from the higher realms. Even in this day and age, such beings were incredibly rare within particle worlds, regarded as figures of supreme status. One could easily imagine the massive draw an immortal from the upper world would create.

The Mo Residence sat at the very heart of this commotion. A ceaseless stream of people poured into the city, eager to pay their respects. Within the estate, the festive atmosphere was even more intense than on the busy city streets.

However, the woman at the center of it all, Mo Qingcheng, had not been seen by anyone for several days. According to the Mo Residence, she was currently occupied with closed-door cultivation.

While the Mo Clan was bustling with activity, many visitors also sought out the modest huts where Qin Wentian was staying. His parents, Qin Yuanfeng and Luoshen Qianxue, had arrived in secret. They were joined by his foster father, Qin Chuan, as well as the family Mo Qingcheng had belonged to in her previous life. This group remained quietly within the small city, choosing not to disturb the Mo Residence. With only a few days remaining, they were content to wait patiently for the moment Mo Qingcheng’s memories would finally return.

To them, the talk of a marriage proposal from a genius of an immortal sect or an immortal's desire to take her as a disciple was utterly trivial. It was not something that required their concern.

Finally, the day of Mo Qingcheng’s twentieth birthday arrived.

Horses thundered through the streets of the small city while the sky was obscured by the shadows of flying beasts. People from hundreds of miles around had gathered to witness the grand event and offer their blessings. This was the day the immortals from the upper world were scheduled to descend.

The members of the Mo Residence stood atop a high platform, ready to receive their guests. Seeing the vast crowds stretching across the horizon, they smiled broadly and clasped their hands in return to the many congratulations. They were clearly in high spirits.

Suddenly, a group of over a hundred figures drifted down from the sky. The young men were graceful and handsome, while the young women possessed extraordinary beauty. Each one carried an aura of distinction; these were disciples from the local branch of the immortal sect within this particle world. They joined the others on the platform, gazing upward as if anticipating a grand arrival.

Immortal light suddenly streaked across the heavens. Soon after, an immortal beast came into view, flying toward them. Its aura was so powerful that everyone felt a sense of shock, even from a great distance.

“They’ve arrived,” the people of the Mo Residence whispered, their excitement building.

The disciples of the immortal sect dropped to one knee and bowed deeply. “We welcome the immortals.”

“We welcome the immortals,” the members of the Mo Clan echoed, bowing in unison.

“We welcome the immortals!” The surrounding crowds for miles around followed suit, showing their profound respect. These were immortals from the upper world, rumored to hold high authority within the immortal sect, commanding the respect of many other immortals.

The Mo Residence was about to experience a meteoric rise in status, all because the Mo Clan had produced such a remarkable daughter.

A golden-hued demonic immortal beast landed on the ground, allowing everyone to feel the true weight of its terrifying power. It was a golden condor, and its piercing gaze swept over the crowd as if they were nothing more than insects.

The golden condor was massive, carrying many people on its back. They stood respectfully around an immortal sedan, each of them radiating a formidable aura. These were clearly figures of great importance.

The curtain of the sedan was pulled back, and two figures stepped out. They walked from the condor’s back toward its head, followed by a large entourage.

The couple consisted of a man in magnificent robes wearing an immortal crown and an elegant woman who carried herself like an empress. Her eyes held a trace of contempt as she looked down upon the inhabitants of this particle world. In that moment, the thousands of people gathered held their breath; in their eyes, only this pair existed.

These two were supreme immortals. Without Mo Qingcheng, it was unlikely that anyone here would ever have the chance to encounter such beings.

“Father, mother.” A young man appeared, smiling and looking exceptionally handsome. Born with natural grace, he had come to this particle world for tempering, which was where he had encountered Mo Qingcheng. He intended to marry her and had even requested his parents descend from the upper world for the occasion, showing immense respect to the Mo Clan.

“Where is the girl?” the woman asked indifferently, not bothered with showing the Mo Residence much courtesy. Their presence alone was a massive favor to the Mo Clan. Her immortal sense scanned the surroundings; this was a particle world, after all, and its weakness was almost pitiable. Though rumors claimed this was the birthplace of the Ancient Godly Monarch, there could only be one such legend. It was unlikely for many such world-defying talents to appear here.

“Quickly, bring Qingcheng here!” the Mo Clan members urged one another, feeling anxious. This was their first time hosting such powerful figures from the upper world.

Shortly after, Mo Qingcheng stepped forward. She looked toward the high-ranking members of the immortal sect with a calm expression.

“Qingcheng, why haven’t you greeted the immortals yet?” her second uncle whispered urgently from her side.

“Not bad,” the woman remarked, nodding slightly. She seemed pleased upon seeing Mo Qingcheng. In terms of both appearance and cultivation, the girl was a fitting match for her son.

“It is rare for the Mo Clan to produce such a child,” the man beside her agreed. It appeared their son’s taste was indeed excellent.

“We thank the immortals for their praise,” Mo Qingcheng’s second uncle replied with deep respect. Even now, the elite group from the Azure Mystic had not stepped down from the golden condor, yet no one dared question their pride. They possessed the strength to be arrogant. Nevertheless, Mo Qingcheng felt uneasy. Her eyes searched the crowd, looking for a specific face, but she couldn't find him.

“Strange uncle, you promised you would be here. Qingcheng still wants to talk with you,” she thought sadly, disappointed that she couldn't locate the person she sought.

The young man moved quickly, stopping near her. “Qingcheng, you didn't give your consent two years ago. But today, I have asked my parents to travel all the way from the Azure Mystic Immortal Realms. Surely you can see how sincere I am?”

Mo Qingcheng pushed aside her wandering thoughts. She looked at the young man with calm, beautiful eyes.

“Mo Qingcheng,” the elegant woman on the condor spoke up. “I have heard you joined the immortal sect two years ago and possess great talent. Having seen you myself, I am satisfied. From now on, you shall be my personal disciple. With effort, you will surely reach the Foundation Establishment of an immortal and enter the immortal realms.”

“Furthermore, my son is very fond of you and has mentioned you many times. My husband and I have come to propose this marriage on his behalf. In the future, you will serve your husband well and grow alongside him. You shall be a perfect immortal couple.”

She spoke with such certainty, as if the possibility of Mo Qingcheng refusing never crossed her mind. In her view, this was a blessing she was bestowing upon the Mo Clan, and it was Mo Qingcheng’s privilege to accept.

Mo Qingcheng’s gaze flickered as she continued to scan the crowd. This caused the woman on the condor to frown. The man beside her asked, “Mo Qingcheng, do you accept?”

“Qingcheng,” her uncle prompted from behind. A flash of disappointment crossed her eyes. She looked back at the two immortals on the beast, but her mind remained on the mysterious young man she called strange uncle. Was he really not coming?

“The Mo Residence is truly blessed,” the onlookers whispered, waiting for her to say ‘I agree.’ No one doubted the outcome. Immortals had come in person to propose; what greater honor could the Mo Clan receive?

Mo Qingcheng’s eyes grew misty. The witnesses assumed she was moved by emotion, but none knew the true nature of her feelings.

Suddenly, a brilliant beam of light pierced the sky. Its radiance was so intense it immediately drew everyone’s attention. Many looked up, their expressions turning to ones of confusion and awe.

Mo Qingcheng also looked up. The light was blindingly bright, followed by the appearance of a rainbow that stretched across the horizon. Soon, the sky was filled with a multi-colored glow. This light began to take shape, forming the images of legendary saint beasts: dragons, phoenixes, black tortoises, and kirins. The display was breathtakingly beautiful.

“So magnificent,” many gasped. Heavenly phenomena were manifesting in the sky. Was this due to the arrival of the immortals?

The light from above descended to the earth, creating paths that seemed to lead straight to the heavens. It was a sight beyond anything the people here had ever witnessed. Across the particle world, countless people looked to the sky in wonder.

Mo Qingcheng’s eyes grew wetter at the sight of the heavenly signs. The rainbow light transformed into saint beasts, but the man who was meant to marry her wasn't the one she wanted. If that was the case, what did any of this matter?

“A heavenly phenomenon! An auspicious sign!” the people of the Mo Residence cried out. They were overjoyed. Today, immortals had come to propose, and the heavens themselves seemed to be celebrating.

“Truly auspicious,” the two immortals remarked, smiling. Such a rare and wondrous sight was a good omen.

Without warning, a snowy-white puppy dashed out toward Mo Qingcheng. Sensing its presence, she reached out, and Little Rascal jumped into her arms. Her eyes lit up as she stroked its head. “Little Rascal, why are you here? Where is strange uncle?”

“Yiyiyaya!” Little Rascal gestured with his paws. In the direction he pointed, a figure was quietly walking through the crowd. He wore robes of pure white and possessed an extraordinary, handsome appearance. A warm, tender smile was on his face, and his dark eyes were filled with deep emotion.

Twenty years. To him, those twenty years felt like centuries. The day he had been waiting for had finally arrived. Two decades ago, he had stood outside the Mo Residence waiting for her birth. The cycle of reincarnation and destiny had finally brought them to this moment.

“Strange uncle, you came!” Mo Qingcheng smiled with pure joy. Her expression was so radiant it caused the Mo Clan members to scowl. The young suitor and the immortals on the condor also frowned, their eyes turning cold.

“What is the meaning of this?” the middle-aged woman asked, her voice like ice. The sudden appearance of this handsome man and the joy on Mo Qingcheng’s face made her suspicious.

However, among the spectators were some elders of the particle world who had lived a long time. They were at the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, granting them long lifespans. When they saw the white-robed figure, their bodies began to shake and their hearts raced.

“Heavens... how is this possible? It’s him! IT IS HIM!” They could never forget that face. He had returned.

“Mo Qingcheng... Mo Qingcheng... no wonder the name was so familiar,” they realized. In that moment, the memory finally clicked.

“I am here,” Qin Wentian said softly, gazing at Mo Qingcheng.

“Strange uncle, I have things I want to tell you,” she said.

“I already know, even if you don't say them,” Qin Wentian answered.

Mo Qingcheng blinked, blushing as she realized he understood her heart. So, he had come today despite knowing?

Her heart hammered in her chest. “Strange uncle... then... should I marry him or not?”

“If you don't want to, you don't have to,” Qin Wentian replied, just as he had two years prior.

“But if I don't marry him, who will I marry?” she asked, her eyes fixed on him.

“I will marry you,” Qin Wentian said, his smile brilliant. Hearing those words, Mo Qingcheng gave the most beautiful smile of her entire life.

“I will marry you.” In twenty years, she had never heard anything so moving. In that moment, she cast aside all her doubts and fears. For those words, she was willing to sacrifice everything.