Ancient Godly Monarch Chapter 2049 - Disciple of the Ancient Godly Monarch

The Godking Palace was alight with celebration as the Ancient Godly Monarch prepared for his wedding. Within the grand halls, countless banquet tables stretched as far as the eye could see. This magnificent ceremony was visible to every corner of the thirty-three immortal realms, with all living beings offering their prayers and congratulations. It was destined to be recorded as one of the most glorious weddings in the history of the cosmos.

Every branch of the Godking Palace had mobilized to assist with the preparations. Even heavenly deities were seen performing menial tasks, a sight truly unprecedented in history.

The four brides of the Ancient Godly Monarch were breathtaking, each possessing a unique and Peerless beauty. Among them, Beiming Youhuang appeared to be the most bashful. After years of waiting and devotion, her heart’s desire was finally realized. Qin Wentian had orchestrated this world-shaking event to take her as his wife. Her usually icy aura had transformed into a radiant warmth, making her appear exceptionally holy and elegant.

Standing together, Qin Wentian and his four wives looked like a match made in heaven. It was likely that only a figure of his stature was worthy of such stunning beauties.

On the elevated viewing platform, the elders waited for the couple to offer their toasts. Mo Qingcheng’s family from her second life felt overwhelmed and stiff in such a setting. They had once hoped she would marry into a local immortal Sect; never did they imagine she would become the wife of the Ancient Godly Monarch, the unrivaled ruler of the world. Surrounded by legendary figures, they realized that even the servants working the banquet were lofty beings far beyond anyone they could have ever hoped to meet.

The joy felt by Qin Yuanfeng, Luoshen Qianxue, and Qin Tiangang was boundless. This was the first time they could personally witness Qin Wentian’s wedding. Watching their son marry four ladies in such a grand fashion allowed them to make up for all the milestones they had missed in the past.

Meanwhile, Qin Chuan and Ye Qingyun from Mo Qingcheng’s first life were equally delighted, despite having experienced such joy before.

The Darknorth Immortal Emperor was also among the happiest, having finally achieved his dream of officially becoming Qin Wentian’s father-in-law. Brimming with pride, he kept winking at the Evergreen Immortal Emperor, who could only laugh at the old man’s competitive antics. It was truly a complete and joyous family reunion.

A small commotion occurred on the elders' platform as two old men bickered like children over a seat near the center.

“I am the master of both Wentian and Youhuang! It was my schemes that brought them together in the first place. You have no right to steal this seat from me,” the crazy old freak huffed, showing a rare, playful side. It was clear the two were merely joking with one another.

“And why shouldn't I sit here? Without my guidance, how could Qin Wentian have reached these heights? I am essentially his master, having taught Di Tian Cultivation for years. Even if they have fused back into one, his success is built on my teachings!” the other old man retorted, glaring at his rival.

“Is your Cultivation higher than mine?” The Grim Reaper’s single question acted as a finishing blow, leaving the other man speechless. He grumbled internally about the bully who insisted on comparing power levels.

Seeing the man’s defeated expression, the Grim Reaper chuckled. “Fine, fine. Since you are Wentian’s half-master, we shall sit together.”

“That is more like it,” the old fellow replied with a satisfied nod, turning his eyes toward the ceremony. Behind them stood a young man with a cold expression.

“Do you see? My instincts were right. The Ancient Godly Monarch has no equal. If you could achieve even half of what he has, I would be content,” the old man remarked. The young man behind him looked sullen. Half of Qin Wentian’s achievements? That would mean becoming a godking! He grumbled to himself about being the target of the old man’s vented frustrations despite his long years of loyalty.

As Qin Wentian and his brides moved forward to offer tea to the elders, the atmosphere was thick with happiness. Though the wedding was grand enough to be seen by all thirty-three immortal realms, it felt remarkably intimate and grounded. The warmth of the scene touched the hearts of everyone watching across the universe.

However, this beautiful sight brought tears to the eyes of certain women scattered across the Azure Mystic Immortal Realms. They had once been close to him, but now they could only watch from afar as he stood at the peak of the world with his beloveds. They remained silent witnesses to his happiness.

Rumors spread that the celebration at the Godking Palace would continue for three months. To bless the attendees, heavenly deities would lecture on the heavenly Dao daily. Consequently, many cultivators spent everything they had to reach the palace. Even those from the Heaven Vault rushed toward the Godking Palace with all their might.

Among the crowds was a group of travelers with modest Cultivation levels. Most were only in the immortal realm, led by a single World Overlord. They were covered in the dust of the road, clearly exhausted from their journey.

“The Godking Palace is just ahead,” a handsome young man remarked, staring at the distant, towering structure.

“Sister, Little He, we are almost there.” He spoke with a mix of excitement and anxiety.

“Mhm,” his sister replied. She possessed a pure, delicate beauty. “But do you think Big Brother Qin will still remember us?”

“Master will definitely remember. He was so kind to us. Even if he doesn’t recognize us, just seeing him again is enough to fulfill my heart's wish,” the youth said with a smile.

“You’re right. Big Brother Qin is a good man; he wouldn't forget,” the young woman agreed. She cherished every memory of their time in that small city, knowing Qin Wentian had only taken her brother as a disciple to ensure their safety.

“We used every bit of our savings on the teleportation arrays to get here. Qin Feng, if you are lying, I won’t let it go. Don't you dare use the excuse that the Ancient Godly Monarch forgot you,” a man beside them said coldly.

“Brother, Qin Feng isn't lying,” Little He said softly, taking Qin Feng’s hand.

“People change. Perhaps he just wanted our clan's resources. His current Cultivation was built on our foundation, and now his money is gone just from traveling here from Azure Mystic,” the man continued. He belonged to a powerful clan in the Supreme Ancient Immortal Realms and had always opposed his sister’s relationship with Qin Feng. They only tolerated him now because of his claim to be the disciple of the man who won the war of supremacy twenty years ago.

“Brother!” Little He snapped, tightening her grip on Qin Feng’s hand. “Qin Feng, ignore him.”

“It’s alright,” Qin Feng replied with a gentle shake of his head.

“Even if he doesn’t recognize you, we can elope. I’ll follow you to the ends of the earth,” Little He whispered via voice transmission. Qin Feng squeezed her hand back. He desperately hoped his master would remember him—not for his own sake, but to give Little He a stable future instead of a life on the run.

His search for Qin Wentian hadn't started because he was now the Ancient Godly Monarch. He had been looking for him since the days he was known as the Heaven Empyrean of Azure Mystic. He and his sister had visited the Heaven Empyrean Palace, but everyone close to Qin Wentian had already departed. Thus, they had traveled through teleportation arrays from Azure Mystic to the Supreme Ancient Immortal Realms just for a single meeting.

Meeting Little He had changed things. He now hoped his master would acknowledge their bond, even if he felt selfish for wanting it.

“Let’s move,” Qin Feng said. They finally reached the gates of the magnificent Godking Palace.

The banquet was open to all, allowing anyone to enter and share the feast. Qin Feng’s group felt a mix of awe and fear as they entered. Even his arrogant uncle felt small within the walls of the Godking Palace.

Once seated, Qin Feng’s uncle nudged him. Qin Feng gathered his courage and waved over a busy, beautiful young woman. “Fairy.”

“Yes?” she replied. She was a member of the Southern Phoenix Clan and shared a resemblance with a young Nanfeng Yunxi.

“Fairy, is it possible to see the Ancient Godly Monarch?” Qin Feng asked tentatively. The Southern Phoenix girl smiled kindly. “Countless people wish to see him every day.”

Qin Feng’s heart sank. It made sense; why would the ruler of the world have time for him?

“He is the Ancient Godly Monarch’s disciple. They were separated long ago, and he has come to find his master,” Qin Feng’s uncle interjected. The girl from the Southern Phoenix Clan paused. “I only know of two female disciples, Zhi Yan and Zhi Ran. Does he have others?”

She looked at Qin Feng, who nodded earnestly, though his confidence was wavering. “It was a very long time ago,” he added.

“I will go and ask Fairy Shengge,” she said before departing. She knew no one would be foolish enough to lie about being the Ancient Godly Monarch’s disciple in his own home.

Qin Feng waited in a state of high tension. Soon, a woman of Peerless beauty approached. She looked like a goddess from a painting, her aura marking her as a heavenly deity. The guests nearby stood up in awe as she arrived.

Nanfeng Shengge smiled at him. “Are you truly the disciple of Elder Brother Qin?”

The fact that she referred to him so familiarly spoke volumes of her high status, making everyone in the group even more nervous.

“Mhm,” Qin Feng nodded. Nanfeng Shengge closed her eyes, sending a divine sense message into the inner palace. Moments later, a powerful divine sense filled with laughter responded. “Qin Feng, little Qin Qing, come inside quickly!”

Hearing that familiar voice, Qin Feng’s body shook with emotion. Beside him, Qin Qing burst into tears of joy.