A medium-sized carriage, enough for 4 people was making its way toward the city of Hamju. A city controlled by the Heimen Clan, within the territory of the Elemental Weapons Sect. The carriage is being driven by an old mortal-looking man.
This type of job, of moving cultivators from one city to another is a boring but well-paying one. But the poor mortal man could not even imagen why cultivators, who he had heard stories about, could not use their all-powerful bodies and skills to just fly across the sky.
But that is just the gap between cultivators and mortals. The plane of thinking between both groups is very large. If not for the cultivators needing people to work farms, make weapons, construct buildings, and the need for new recruits if things get bad. They would never choose to interact with the mortals.
Inside this wooden carriage, is a group of four people. One of these people is a beautiful woman with tan skin and long flowing black hair. Her gray color eyes were full of emotions. With perfect body proportions, she is a sitting beauty.
Another person in the group is a young man with brown color skin. Deep brown color eyes, short black hair, and a handsome face. A black mask laying in his muscular lab.
These two handsome couples are sitting facing a plain-looking one. A tomboy-ish-looking woman. With short blue hair and light blue eyes. Wearing a maid outfit.
Next to her is a middle-aged man with red hair and brown eyes. With bulging muscles and a pissed look on his face. The awkward and teste atmosphere in the carriage is thick enough to be cut with a knife.
The middle-aged man looks at the good-looking couple as he speaks in a tense tone.
"My lady, can you please explain again why Sir Ming is coming with us?"
"That is because he is coming to help me with something"
Zhihui said, a bead of sweat going down her tan face as she looks at Lai Fen. She did not expect him to be so against her bringing some company.
"Why did you ask for help from an outsider? I am more than capable of handling any situation better than a warrior stage cultivator"
"But M- Ming is not an outsider, he is not part of our clan"
"The master and the mistress have not even given him the ceremony. So, he can't be considered part of our clan yet"
Zhihui shallows a mouth full of saliva as she looks at Fen, he did have a point. Normally anyone that joins the clan must go through a ceremony, but this ceremony can bypass if the recruit marries into the clan.
"Now my lady is honest, what can this man do that I can't? As you know I am a Commander Stage cultivator. I can do things 10 times better than a warrior stage"
'Ugh…you already said that old man'
The quiet maid Yu Huan thought in her mind as Fen repeated himself again. A small habit of his. Zhihui breathed in as she decided to come clean.
"Me and Sir Ming are married, we are now soul bound for the rest of our lives"
The carriage turns deadly quiet, as only the sound of the wheels spinning could be heard. The first one to snap was Lai Fen, followed by Yu Huan.
""WHAT!?!??!?""
Their loud voices merged into one as they shock the very core of the carriage.
"My Lady!! How can this be!? You have barely known this man for a week, and you are already married to him!? Oh, may the Celestial Dragon have mercy on my soul"
"My lady!!!! Why did you marry this man!? Did he force you to do something?! You bastard! If you blackmail our lady! I will fucking skin you alive!!"
The guard was praying to the celestial dragon, while the maid was about to grab Mors by the neck and strangle him. Zhihui was touched by how much her servants cared about her. But she could not let them do whatever they want, she gathers her courage as she spoke with a firm tone.
"Please sit down and listing to me! Lai Fen, I decided to ask Sir Ming for the simple reason that his ability to make weapons appear will come very useful. Plus, I need you for another job for"
"Now please, Yu Huan, he did not blackmail me. Stop thinking the worse of people, me, and Sir Ming both consented to this marriage. We are equals under heaven like he puts it"
The two servants slowly calm down, but their cold eyes still focus on Mors. Mors looks at them as he spoke for the first time in a while. Zhihui looks at something in the distance with large wide eyes.
"Don't worry about it, I can understand where you guys are coming for. So how about I prove myself? Just give me a challenge and I will be sure to complete it"
"Ugh… no matter what you do, I will never approve of this"
"You might have gotten the Celestial Dragon's approval, but I will only approve of this, the moment I see the true nature of your character"
[Your Spouse has received an event]
[ Get approval of your spouse's servants. You must get their approval before reaching the Elemental Weapons Sect.
Fail: Your marriage will be broken]