Starting with a Family System to Become an Immortal Official Chapter 78

The grand wedding plaza of Li Family Palace had turned into a sea of crimson and gold.

Scarlet lanterns floated lazily overhead.

Cultivators from every peak had descended except Fragrant Flower Peak.

Chen Jingshu’s iron order had kept nearly all her disciples locked in secluded cultivation, but a handful of Chen Yuling’s closest peak sisters had slipped away at the final hour to support her.

Even Patriarch Zhen had come.

He stood far at the edge of the venue, half-hidden behind a towering spirit-pine.

His presence was felt more than seen.

A distant, brooding mountain refusing to acknowledge the festival below.

Inside the private dressing chamber.

Chen Yuxuan sat before the bronze mirror.

She barely recognized the woman staring back.

Rouge kissed her cheeks, kohl lined her phoenix eyes, and her lips were painted the color of ripe cherries. The wedding robes clung to her motherly curves. She tilted her head to watch the phoenix crown catch the lamplight.

『I really can’t believe I’m getting married again...』

Her fingers brushed the heavy brocade sleeve.

『Back when that damned physique chained me, I thought no man would ever look at me with anything but pity or greed. No warmth. No future.』

A soft, warm came from nowhere.

『But Li Qingmu changed all of that.』

A gentle hand settled on her shoulder from behind.

In the mirror, Chen Yuling appeared.

She is the younger mirror of her mother.

Yet somehow even more radiant.

The same crimson robes and crowns.

Though Yuling’s looked almost too large on her lovely and delicate frame.

Her emerald eyes sparkled with nervous joy.

"Thinking we’d end up married to the same man..."

Yuling murmured with a soft, wondering voice.

"Mother, isn’t it the strangest thing?"

Chen Yuxuan closed her eyes and lifted her chin up with a great deal of pride.

"Hopefully we won’t spend the rest of our lives fighting over who gets to sleep beside him."

She placed a hand over her heart.

"Because obviously... he’ll choose me."

Yuling’s lips pursed into a tiny frown.

"Mother is always so competitive... hmph!"

"That’s because I’m bigger."

"Not by that much!"

"Qingmu clearly loves a woman that can offer him milk when he’s feeling down."

Yuxuan quickly teased her daughter by propping her huge breasts up like they were bouncy balls.

And it worked.

"Hmph!"

Chen Yuling threw her gaze away.

Yuxuan rose gracefully and tapped her daughter on the nose with a slender finger.

"We’ll make wonderful co-wives, you and I."

Her tone gentled.

"Jingshu must hate us so much right now... and I can’t blame her. But no matter what, we stay grateful. We stay loyal. Li Qingmu pulled us out of a hell neither of us could escape alone. We understand his pain better than anyone. So we will be the best wives... giving him advice when he needs wisdom, love when he’s weary, reassurance when the world turns against him. Whatever he wants."

Yuling clenched her small fists.

"Heh. We’ll be top wives!"

Her eyes flashed with determination.

The doors slid open.

Zhen Rou burst in first—wide-eyed, cheeks already flushed with excitement.

A wide-eyed, excited Zhen Rou burst in first.

"Awww—!!"

She clapped both hands to her face.

"THEY’RE SO PRETTY!!"

She immediately punched Li Qingmu in the shoulder.

"Aren’t they pretty, husband!?"

Li Qingmu chuckled, rubbing the spot absently.

"Yes... but it’s not a surprise."

Zhen Rou’s face fell like a wilting lotus.

Yuxuan and Yuling’s smiles dimmed slightly.

He noticed immediately and softened.

"What I mean is... you’re always this beautiful. Seeing you like this today isn’t a surprise."

He gave them a charming, half-lidded stare.

"It’s simply you at your most natural."

Zhen Rou recovered instantly as she threw both arms around his waist and squeezed.

"Husband is so sweet with his words~!"

She sighed dreamily against his chest.

"I’m the most excited, yunno. When I married you... I was still fat, awkward, boarish. And I basically forced you into it. There were no real feelings back then."

Her voice dropped.

"So now I want every wife’s wedding to be perfect!"

Yuxuan stepped forward, extending one jade hand.

Yuling mirrored her a second later.

"So... will you walk us out, Qingmu? Make it official?"

Elegant smiles bloomed on both faces.

Li Qingmu nodded once and gently took both their arms.

"Let’s go."

They stepped onto the stage and the crowd erupted.

Roars of approval crashed like thunder.

Flower petals rained from the women.

Among the elders clustered near the front.

"Elder Huo, look at this—pure greed!"

"Unfair! One man claiming a mother and daughter is truly a most shameless feat!"

Another snorted.

"Madam Chen used to despise men. Now she’s marrying one young enough to be her grandson. Maybe she just didn’t like old fossils like us, eh?"

Huo Batian shook his head slowly.

"No. I disagree. It’s not age. It’s not looks. This Li Qingmu has something we don’t. Something special. We just have to live with it."

The other elders sighed and shook their heads in reluctant acceptance.

The ceremony itself was swift and breathtaking.

They bowed three times.

To heaven and earth, to ancestors, to each other.

Chen Yuxuan spoke first.

"I, Chen Yuxuan, pledge my body, heart, and cultivation to Li Qingmu. Through qi deviation or heavenly tribulation, in glory or ruin, I am yours."

Chen Yuling followed, softer but no less fierce.

"I, Chen Yuling, offer the same."

Li Qingmu looked between them with warm eyes.

"I accept your oaths. And I swear to protect, cherish and honor you both—always."

He gave both women kisses on their cherry lips.

Far away, Patriarch Zhen squeezed his old face.

"Since when did that brat become so desirable...?"

Song Yan stirred her tea without looking up and passed the cup to him.

"Who knows."

Her voice was flat and a tad dull.

Zhen paused to study her.

"You’re frowning."

Song Yan blinked.

Her slender fingers rose to touch her face.

"Frowning...? Why would I be frowning?"

She turned her gaze toward the distant wedding.

And for some reason her face soured even more.

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Later that night.

The celebration pavilion reeked of top-grade spirit wine and roasted beast meat.

Li Qingmu sat at the center table, surrounded by so many drunk sect elders.

Official Wong was already three shades redder than his luxurious robe.

Huo Batian kept refilling bowls like a mad man.

One slurring elder leaned forward.

"So tell us, Chief Li... how does Chen Yuxuan look when she’s naked, eh? Those hips don’t lie!"

Another burped thunderously.

"And how’re you gonna make those two new wives submit in bed tonight? Any special moves?"

Li Qingmu swirled his untouched bowl.

"I already impregnated them before the wedding."

The table went deathly silent.

Then exploded.

"WHAT?!"

"You dog!!"

"A real man!"

"Insanity! Impregnating a woman before marriage?"

They pounded the table and hurriedly praised him until their voices cracked.

Huo Batian slapped Li Qingmu’s back so hard wine sloshed of both their bowls.

"I can see why Su Liyue left me for you, boy."

He was so close it almost felt like they could kiss.

"You’re a fine man!"

An elder raised his bowl.

"To Chief Li—the most daring dragon among us!"

They chugged.

Li Qingmu discreetly poured his over his shoulder.

Official Wong suddenly roared with laughter.

"I called some big aunties! They’ll feed us wine like babies till we pass out!"

The elders perked up like hounds scenting meat.

"Auntie Mei! The one with the thunder thighs!"

"No—no—bring Big Sister Lan! Her breasts could smother a Nascent Soul!"

Moments later, the doors opened.

In walked the Wong family big aunties.

Tall, apple-shaped women.

Hips wide enough to serve as armchairs.

Breasts so enormous each were easily twice the size of the average elder’s head.

They hurried to the table like benevolent mountains.

One scooped an elder onto her lap and began pouring wine straight into his mouth. Another did the same to Huo Batian then sweetly cooed like a mother.

As groom, Li Qingmu received double honor.

Two aunties flanked him.

Their soft hands slipped inside his robe to rub his strong chest affectionately.

One leaned close and kissed his ear.

"Would Young Chief like this auntie to suck him off~?"

The other giggled.

"Or would you prefer wine straight from my mouth or maybe drink my milk instead?"

Li Qingmu glanced around.

Drunk elders spread across meaty laps.

Some already snoring.

Others being gently rocked.

『I thought they had bad intentions... but they just wanted me to have fun and bond.』

A small, genuine smile touched his lips.

He stretched both arms across the broad backs of the two big women.

"Feel free to feed me, then."

They beamed and refilled his wine bowl.

Some hours went by.

When Gu Jiayue finally arrived, the pavilion looked like a battlefield of nudity.

Most elders lay naked as they shamelessly snored atop or beneath the aunties.

A few were half-crushed under voluptuous weight but smiled in their sleep.

Gu Jiayue clicked her tongue.

"How can a man be here after his own wedding?"

Her eyes scanned.

Then she spotted him.

A lightheaded Li Qingmu sat between his two aunties.

Both women were fully clothed and sleeping on him like he was their pillow.

There were so many empty bowls on the table.

Clearly, they’d drunk far more than they’d fed him.

And he hadn’t touched them.

Gu Jiayue folded her arms.

"Hmph. Grand Elder Song wants to see you."

Li Qingmu groaned and stretched out a hand.

"Help me up...?"

"Help yourself!"

She spun on her heel and marched away.