Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith Chapter 4995: The Greatest Event in a Hundred Thousand Years
Previously on Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith...
Early spring of this year.
A startling piece of news rocked the whole God Realm.
The longstanding foes, the Cloudy Qilin Clan and the Sacred Phoenix Clan, who had battled for hundreds of thousands of years, openly declared their upcoming marriage alliance!
Moreover, the betrothed pair consisted of none other than the two Divine Grade geniuses who had caused endless upheavals in the God Realm in recent years. They were the prime heirs apparent for both clans—Huang Yueli and Li Moying!
The announcement left innumerable people utterly dumbfounded, jaws agape in shock.
For a while, nearly every cultivator across the God Realm—from the Sea of Secrets to the twelve major cities, extending to the frontline battlefield's fringes—chattered about this very topic.
Inside a commonplace teahouse on the Sacred Phoenix Continent.
“Heard the news? Heard it? Sacred Phoenix Clan and Cloudy Qilin Clan are tying the knot with a marriage alliance!”
“Who hasn’t? But this has to be bogus. What’s the deal between Sacred Phoenix Clan and Cloudy Qilin Clan? Even non-cultivators know these clans have been bitter enemies for ages. It’s a miracle they haven’t wiped each other out. A marriage between their heirs? Whose line gets the kids later? Total nonsense! Too fake to be real!”
“Not so sure. Word is, Sacred Phoenix Clan’s young Patriarch Huang Yueli and Cloudy Qilin Clan’s Young Master Li Moying ascended from the lower realm as husband and wife. In the God Realm, without clan interference, they’d have reunited ages ago.”
“Where’d you pick up that gossip? Two god-grade geniuses from one lower realm? What are the odds? Even if true, the clans won’t budge, right?”
“I think it’s phony too. Marriage alliance between Cloudy Qilin Clan and Sacred Phoenix Clan… Where’s the wedding? Whose turf? They’d fight over that alone!”
“No clue where this rubbish started. The spreader must have a death wish—offending both god clans? He’s done for, no grave even!”
“Damn, good point. Everyone, scatter! Our necks come first!”
“Either clan could squash us ants like nothing.”
The listeners broke into cold sweats upon hearing this.
They began pulling back, eager to leave.
But suddenly, frantic footsteps echoed from outside, paired with a voice crying out in utter disbelief.
“Heavens! That… that news… It’s legit!”
All froze. “What news?”
Gasping for air, the newcomer blurted, “Exactly… the Cloudy Qilin Clan and Sacred Phoenix Clan marriage alliance—it’s real! Streets are covered in announcements bearing both clans’ joint seals. It declares the official union, and…”
“The wedding’s in the Sacred Phoenix Continent’s main city. Any local resident can join the festivities and share the joy!”
“What? You… joking? This actually happening?”
The teahouse fell silent in stunned shock at the revelation.
After what felt like ages, they snapped out of it and mobbed the messenger with questions.
“Where’d you spot the notice? Sure you didn’t misread?”
“Possible? How? Did I doze off and dream this daytime?”
“Hell, lived long enough to see it all. Hundreds of years not wasted—halfway to the grave, and I witness this miracle! Sacred Phoenix Clan allying in marriage with Cloudy Qilin Clan!”
“Wedding on Sacred Phoenix Continent? So Cloudy Qilin Clan’s Young Master marries in? What dirt does Sacred Phoenix Clan hold over them? Trading a god-grade genius Young Master to settle scores? Unthinkable!”
“You see it right? Real marriage alliance?”
“Even nobodies like me, mid-stage Profound Meaning realm, can crash the party?”
“Still can’t wrap my head around it…”
Bombarded by queries, the messenger felt like flies buzzing around his head, ready to burst.
Irritated, he shoved the crowd aside, leaped onto a table, and bellowed, “It’s the official joint decree from the two god clans—how could it fake? Sacred Phoenix Clan and Cloudy Qilin Clan’s marriage alliance isn’t the Young Master marrying in, nor the young Patriarch sent off. Pure alliance. And yes, open to all. Don’t buy it? Check the streets yourselves—posters everywhere now!”
His detailed account and firm oath ignited the teahouse into chaos.
Unbelievable as it seemed, this was happening!
Skeptics bolted out to verify on the streets.
Less than fifteen minutes later, they returned, buzzing with the same thrill as the first herald. “It’s real! Marriage confirmed! Ceremony too! Gods, no time to chat—I’m packing for Sacred Phoenix Clan to attend. Witnessing two god-grade geniuses wed? Bragging rights forever!”
Many in the teahouse shared that eager mindset.
Countless such teahouses dotted the God Realm.
Suddenly, populations in the other eleven continents plummeted as throngs raced to the Sacred Phoenix Continent, desperate to behold the God Realm’s grandest spectacle in a hundred thousand years.