Chapter 3048 — Xuanchen Plays Matchmaker

Yet on the surface, he still put on an air of deep concern and said, "Master, how are Little Eleven's injuries?"

"Not too bad. Her life is not in danger, but her strength is completely gone." Elder Xuanchen sighed. "Little One, it just so happens there is something I need to discuss with you—about Little Eleven's marriage."

"Ah?" Little One was momentarily stunned, then laughed bitterly to himself. Surely Elder Xuanchen was not about to betroth Little Eleven to him? That would be a fine mess.

"It is like this: Little Eleven has lost her strength, and I feel that her staying with you is no longer quite appropriate." How could Elder Xuanchen fail to see what was in Little One's heart? But he understood as well—Little One was a man who had set foot on the Heavenly Dao alongside him, and to marry a crippled Little Eleven would indeed be a burden to him.

"Ah? Master... I never meant that..." Little One had not expected Elder Xuanchen to say such a thing. Could this be a test? The thought made him wave his hands in hurried refusal.

"Little One, this is not your idea—it is mine!" Elder Xuanchen said. "I intend to betroth her to Kang Jingming. Kang Jingming will most likely never rise another level; he advanced by swallowing pills, and has basically no chance of setting foot on the Heavenly Dao. If he and Little Eleven remain here, it can be counted as leaving the Five Luminaries Sect on this side with an heir."

"I see..." Little One thought it over, and indeed it made sense—so long as Elder Xuanchen did not hold anything against him, that was enough. He nodded. "Then this is a happy thing. Congratulations to Little Eleven!"

"Eldest Senior Brother, don't forget to attend my wedding!" Little Eleven smiled at Little One. She had come around to the idea as well: Kang Jingming was handsome, and most importantly, he suited her. Little One might be powerful, but he would surely go with her father to Cloud Tier Island.

"Haha, of course!" Little One laughed. "When the time comes, Eldest Senior Brother will certainly present a grand gift!"

"Then thank you, Eldest Senior Brother!" Little Eleven's mood had improved somewhat today.

"By the way, what did you come to see me about so early? Has Taganlong woken up?" Elder Xuanchen waved a hand, signaling that the matter of Little Eleven was settled for now, and changed the subject.

He had examined Taganlong's condition the day before and was not worried. In his view, Taganlong would certainly awaken today.

"Yes, Master. Taganlong has woken up, but his body is still rather weak, so he could not come to pay his respects in person!" Little One said.

"Oh, that is no matter. I understand!" Elder Xuanchen said. "I will go and see him myself in a little while."

"Very well, Master!" Little One said. "Then I will take my leave first."

"While you are on your way, send Kang Jingming to me. I have something to discuss with him!" Elder Xuanchen told Little One.

"Yes!" Little One nodded and withdrew.

Before long, Kang Jingming arrived at Elder Xuanchen's room. Having already broken off his engagement with Little Taohong, he had been quite happy these past few days. But he had also heard the news that Little One had been injured by Wei Zhao, so now he had no choice but to walk in wearing a pretense of sorrow.

"This disciple pays his respects to the honored Master, and greets Senior Sister Eleven!" Kang Jingming said respectfully. But when he saw Little Eleven on the bed, wrapped all over in gauze, he was still startled. What was this? Had the silver needles in her body been pulled out? Only pulling them out could produce such an effect, surely?

At this thought, Kang Jingming could not help laughing inwardly. Little Eleven was Elder Xuanchen's daughter—now that she had been reduced to this state, could Elder Xuanchen possibly let Wei Zhao off lightly? Clearly not!

"Zhaoming, your engagement with Little Taohong has been completely dissolved, has it not?" Elder Xuanchen glanced at Kang Jingming and asked.

"Yes, it has been dissolved!" Kang Jingming answered hurriedly.

"Good. That being so, I will play matchmaker for you anew!" Elder Xuanchen nodded.

"Matchmaker?" Kang Jingming was slightly taken aback. "Honored Master, do you mean... you intend to introduce me to... to a prospective match?"

"Precisely!" Elder Xuanchen said. "I intend for you to take my daughter—Little Eleven—as your wife!"

"Ah?" Hearing Elder Xuanchen's words, Kang Jingming was utterly dumbfounded! Marry Little Eleven? Was that not the mummy on the bed? Kang Jingming had heard that once the silver needles were pulled from Little Eleven, her whole body would be covered in holes!

And besides, Little Eleven had lost all her strength—she was a cripple. Taking her as a wife would be worse than Little Taohong! True, Little Eleven's face was a bit prettier than Little Taohong's, but if she undressed at night, with great holes and small pits all over her body, or perhaps only half a buttock or half a breast, would that not scare him impotent on the spot?

"What? Kang Jingming, you refuse?" Elder Xuanchen's brows knitted slightly as he demanded.

"No... no... This disciple is merely overjoyed!" Kang Jingming's heart lurched. How would he dare say he refused? This was Elder Xuanchen's daughter, and Elder Xuanchen himself had proposed the match. If he refused, he would likely be thrown out on his ear! So no matter how unwilling he was, Kang Jingming could only feign great delight. "This happiness came too quickly. This disciple could not take it in all at once—I was stunned!"

"So you agree, then?" Elder Xuanchen asked.

"By the command of parents and the word of a matchmaker—Master, Master is as a father, and your arrangement is this disciple's wish!" Kang Jingming said hurriedly, while his heart bled. Had he known it would come to this, why in the world had he broken off his engagement with Little Taohong? He regretted it to death!

But what use was regret? Kang Jingming could only accept the reality of being married off before his eyes.

"Very well. Since you agree, I will choose a day and hold the wedding for you!" Elder Xuanchen nodded in satisfaction.

"Yes!" Kang Jingming thought to himself, could I possibly say I disagree? What a curse! Wei Zhao, you and I are irreconcilable—you crippled this worthless goods and then dumped her on me. One day, I will surely do you in!

Kang Jingming swore this silently in his heart!

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Wei Zhao returned to the villa from the Sun family, bringing Wu Chengtian and Fiery Cloud with him. When Gu Mengyao opened the door, she was slightly taken aback—she had not expected Wei Zhao to come back! Wu Chengtian had left the villa earlier without a word, but Gu Mengyao had not thought much of it; after all, Wu Chengtian often drove out to purchase various things.

Gu Mengyao had assumed it was Wu Chengtian returning, but when she saw Wei Zhao outside the villa as well, she was rather surprised. "Wei Zhao, you're back? Weren't you still at your hometown?"

(Chapter three will be updated a little later, around four in the morning. This Fish-Man needs to map out the plot outline for the coming Dark Night Palace and Flaming Mountain arcs first. Summoning 【Monthly】 tickets.)(