"What?! Ten Thousand Sword Immortal is finally taking a wife?!"
"Let's go! Tell all the eligible daughters of the clan to prepare for the event!"
"I want to marry a Sword Immortal!" All the people from all walks of life, high and low, were dreaming of becoming an immortal's wife.
This news spread like wildfire, igniting excitement and hope in the hearts of many. To be chosen by such a revered figure was a dream beyond imagination.
One should know that this was the first time something like this had happened. Immortal cultivators usually had only the Dao in their hearts, dedicating their lives to cultivation and the pursuit of enlightenment.
The idea of them taking a wife was almost unheard of. If they ever did, they would certainly never announce it in such a public manner, inviting all eligible maidens to participate.
This departure from tradition left many in shock and speculation.
"Can you believe it? An immortal, who has always been above worldly attachments, is seeking a mortal wife," murmured one elder, his eyes wide with disbelief.
"It's unprecedented," replied another, stroking his beard thoughtfully. "There must be more to this story. Perhaps it's a test, or maybe there's a deeper reason we cannot fathom."
Regardless of the speculations, preparations were underway. Families hurriedly adorned their daughters in the finest attire, teaching them the ways of grace and poise.
Mothers whispered advice, while fathers boasted about the potential union to neighbors and friends. The entire realm buzzed with anticipation and nervous energy.
Young maidens, hearts fluttering with a mix of fear and excitement, gathered in groups, practicing their courtesies and dreaming of a future by the side of the immortal.
The chance to marry Ten Thousand Sword Immortal was more than just a prestigious match; it was a promise of a life beyond the ordinary, a step into a world of eternal glory and power.
The announcement, though surprising, was eagerly accepted by the people. There was surely more to this story, but it was better to take this news at face value.
In a world where the extraordinary often happened, this event became the latest chapter in the annals of legends and myths.
One month after the announcement, people and beautiful maidens from empires, countries, and sects flooded the gates of the city.
Every single one of them was accepted in full, and because of this grand occasion, the city's capacity was exceeded. As a result, several camping grounds surrounded the city, as there was no more room inside.
"What is this sense of irresistible compulsion, Master? I feel a great sense of dread and danger, even the close kiss of death from above," a male disciple asked as he entered the city for the first time.
Although he was not there to present himself for marriage to the Sword Immortal, it was a great opportunity to broaden his horizons in the world of immortals.
One should know that someone like the Sword Immortal rarely touched the mortal world at this stage in their lives.
They were often found in seclusion, studying and enlightening themselves on the endless myriad of Daos.
"That's the Ten Thousand Sword Immortal Formation. This defensive formation has been thriving and guarding here in Ten Thousand Sword Immortal City for over 200,000 years. It is said that it could withstand three full strikes from a Celestial Sovereign Realm powerhouse! It shows how deeply Senior Sword Immortal cares for his clan and people," the disciple's master answered.
The city, now bursting with life, resonated with anticipation and curiosity. Tents and makeshift shelters sprawled across the outskirts, housing visitors from all walks of life.
The air was thick with excitement, as stories of the Sword Immortal's feats and the grand formation protecting the city were shared among the gathered crowd.
Inside the city, the preparations were no less grand. Every corner was adorned with decorations, and the streets were filled with the sound of music and laughter.
The city's usual serene ambiance was replaced with a festive atmosphere, as everyone awaited the event that would soon unfold.
The prospect of witnessing the Sword Immortal's choice and the unfolding of this historic event kept everyone on edge, making this gathering an unforgettable spectacle.
Amidst the bustling crowd, vendors sold trinkets and memorabilia commemorating the historic event.
Children ran through the streets, waving miniature swords made of wood, pretending to be the legendary Sword Immortal.
The elders shared tales of the immortal's past deeds, filling the air with awe and reverence.
In one of the larger tents near the city's gates, a group of young maidens sat together, their hearts beating with a mix of excitement and anxiety.
Each one hoped to catch the eye of the Sword Immortal, dreaming of a future filled with glory and honor.
"Do you think he will choose from among us?" one girl asked, her voice trembling with anticipation.
"Who knows?" another replied, her eyes sparkling with dreams. "But just the chance to be here, to be considered, is an honor in itself."
Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of a horn, signaling the beginning of the grand event. The crowd moved towards the city's central square, where a grand stage had been erected.
Banners flapped in the wind, displaying the emblem of the Ten Thousand Sword Immortal.
On the stage, the city's officials stood in a row, their faces stern and proud. The air was electric with anticipation. The moment everyone had been waiting for was finally at hand.
As the crowd gathered, the head official stepped forward, raising his hands to call for silence. "People of Ten Thousand Sword Immortal City, and honored guests from afar, we welcome you to this historic event," he began, his voice echoing through the square. "Today, we witness a momentous occasion, the likes of which have never been seen before. Today, the Ten Thousand Sword Immortal will choose his bride."
A collective gasp went through the crowd as the significance of the moment sank in. The head official continued, "This is not just a union of two souls, but a merging of the mortal and immortal realms. The chosen bride will not only share the life of the Sword Immortal but also walk the path of the Dao alongside him."
As he spoke, the anticipation grew, and the crowd watched with bated breath. The announcement had sparked dreams and aspirations in many hearts, and now, the culmination of those dreams was at hand. The stage was set, the players were in place, and the story of the Ten Thousand Sword Immortal and his bride was about to unfold, adding a new chapter to the annals of legends and myths.
"Now I present to everyone, the ancestor of our Stone Clan, Ten Thousand Sword Immortal!" the head official announced, his voice echoing through the vast hall. A sense of extreme oppression descended on the scene, gripping the hearts of all present.
Above their heads, a man suddenly materialized out of nowhere, his presence as overwhelming as the announcement had suggested.
His robes were as clear as pure snow, shimmering faintly in the light, and his long white hair flowed freely with the wind, giving him an ethereal appearance.
His eyes, deep and unfathomable, scanned the crowd with a calm yet penetrating gaze.
Despite his hands being empty at his sides, everyone felt an undeniable sense of danger emanating from him. It was as if an invisible, immeasurable power surrounded him, ready to strike at any moment.
The air around him seemed to hum with a latent energy, making it difficult for anyone to breathe easily.
As he floated above them, his expression remained serene, almost indifferent, as if the gathering below were of little consequence to him.
Yet, the very sight of him commanded absolute respect and fear.
The legend of Ten Thousand Sword Immortal was known far and wide, and the reality of his presence was even more awe-inspiring than the tales.
Every pair of eyes was locked onto him, and a heavy silence fell over the assembly.
The man's aura was so intense that even the bravest of warriors found themselves unable to move, their bodies frozen in place by the sheer magnitude of his power.
It was as if the weight of his reputation alone was enough to crush them.
This man was, of course, our main character, Ten Thousand Sword Immortal! He had transcended the mortal realm, becoming a figure of myth and legend.
His mastery over the sword was unparalleled, and it was said that he could command ten thousand swords with a mere thought. The mere utterance of his title brought both awe and dread.
Now, standing before the Stone Clan, his presence was a reminder of their heritage and the immense power that protected them.
He was their ultimate guardian, their ancestor who had achieved immortality through his unparalleled skill and indomitable spirit.
As the crowd continued to stare in stunned silence, the head official, still trembling slightly from the overwhelming aura, took a deep breath and continued, "Let us honor our ancestor, whose strength and wisdom have guided our clan through the ages. His presence here today is a testament to our enduring legacy and the power of the Stone Clan!"
With that, the atmosphere seemed to shift slightly, as if the very air around them acknowledged the truth of those words.
The Ten Thousand Sword Immortal remained above, silent and watchful, a living embodiment of the Stone Clan's glory and might.
"You honor me with your presence. These days, I find myself at a hard bottleneck. It's a pity, but even with my talent, I have reached the limits of what hard work can achieve. I have come to accept this truth," he declared solemnly. "Now, I tread a different path altogether. The purpose of this gathering is for me to take a wife, as you all know, and perhaps sow the seeds for my clan's future. Perhaps they can achieve what I have not."
Our mc's words carried weight, delivered with a seriousness that belied the excitement simmering beneath his composed demeanor.
His eyes swept over the gathering of women, assessing each with his divine sense.
They were all exceptional, their beauty and cultivation prowess far surpassing anyone he had known in his home world earth.
Inside, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation. "I might even bag over a hundred women once this event is over and done with!" he thought, his excitement for the future palpable.