Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate

A while had passed.

As the clan members gradually arrived, the number of people inside the cave dwelling had reached nearly eighty.

It seemed that among the Lin Family, all the members who were in the late stage of Qi Refining and above, and who could free themselves, had all come to celebrate Lin Tianming's wedding ceremony.

As for those below the late stage of Qi Refining, they did not have the privilege to sit here; Lin Shihua had unifiedly arranged for them to gather within the Family Elders' Hall.

At this time, the vast courtyard was filled with tables, with many family members sitting around talking and laughing joyfully, sharing stories of the past years.

In the blink of an eye, it was almost noon.

Lin Xingrong still stood at the entrance of the cave dwelling, gazing far into the square ahead, seemingly anticipating something.

"The auspicious time should be about right, Third Uncle and the others should be arriving soon!" Lin Xingrong muttered softly.

Just then, several figures appeared on the square, led by none other than Lin Shikang and Ye Pinghai, followed by Lin Shilu and Lin Shigong and other clan members of the "Shi" generation.

Seeing the arrivals, Lin Xingrong's face lit up with excitement, and he immediately went to greet them.

"Xing Rong pays his respects to the elders, and to Uncle Ye!"

Lin Xingrong bowed deeply in a solemn greeting, smiling as he greeted the elders as well as Ye Pinghai, who had temporarily emerged from seclusion.

"Haha..."

Lin Shihua smiled and waved his hand, then instructed, "Xing Rong, please lead Third Brother and the others inside!"

"Your father and I will take Tian Ming and the girl to the ancestral hall to pay tribute to our ancestors first; afterwards, we'll come to meet the rest of the elder clan members."

"By the Clan Leader's decree!"

Lin Xingrong respectfully responded and then signaled Lin Shikang and Ye Pinghai to enter the cave dwelling.

As a few of them entered the dwelling, all the chatting clan members inside stood up to pay their respects to Lin Shikang and the others.

"Today is Tian Ming's joyous day, and it is rare for all of us to be together, please sit down!"

Lin Shikang said calmly as he waved his hand and then, along with Ye Pinghai, made his way to the main hall of the cave dwelling.

Outside the dwelling, as Lin Shikang and the others left, Lin Xingrong and Lin Shihua did not linger either, starting to fly towards the direction of the family ancestral hall.

It wasn't long before the two of them arrived in front of the ancestral hall.

At that moment, Lin Tianming and Qin Xi stood side by side, waiting there specially.

Upon seeing the newcomers, Lin Tianming immediately led Qin Xi to approach them.

"Tian Ming pays his respects to the Clan Leader, and to father!"

Witnessing this, Qin Xi also performed a reverent salute and said, "Qin Xi pays her respects to the Clan Leader, and to father!"

Then, Lin Shihua glanced at Qin Xi, who wore a golden robe and whose stunning beauty was strikingly well-matched with Lin Tianming at her side.

"Haha..."

Lin Shihua nodded in satisfaction and said, "Young lady, you need not be so formal. After paying tribute to the ancestors and meeting the family's elders, you'll be one of our Lin Family members!"

At these words, Qin Xi blushed slightly, appearing somewhat shy.

Seeing this, Lin Tianming took her hand, conveying a sense of comfort.

At this time, noticing Lin Tianming's gesture, Lin Shihua chuckled heartily, then said, "It's about time, follow me inside!"

Upon finishing, Lin Shihua cast several Law Decrees to open the protective restrictions of the ancestral hall and then walked in with large strides.

Following him, Lin Xingrong also waved his hand, indicating for Lin Tianming and Qin Xi to follow.

"Xi'er, let's go!"

Lin Tianming said, then took Qin Xi's hand and walked deeper into the ancestral hall.

Soon, the four of them passed through the corridors and arrived inside a hall deep within.

At this moment, Lin Shihua looked around, his gaze sweeping over the myriad Spirit Tablets.

Meanwhile, Qin Xi, experiencing the ancestral hall for the first time, curiously surveyed the surroundings, her thoughts unknown.

As for Lin Tianming, he stood quietly next to Qin Xi, looking at the many names on the Spirit Tablets, and was lost in memories.

It had been a long time since he had visited this family ancestral hall; the last time he came was after the battle on Green Bamboo Mountain with the Jin Family Cultivators,

Later, when Lin Shigang and Lin Shihe's lifespans had come to an end and their Spirit Tablets were placed in the hall, he was out fulfilling a family task and did not get the chance to escort them on their final journey.

Looking back, nearly twenty years had passed since his last visit to the ancestral hall.

Now, re-entering the hall, it was on the day of his own wedding.

After a while, he collected his thoughts and saw that Lin Shihua, with a serious expression, took out several offerings from his storage bag to refresh the sacrificial table.

Having done that, he lit a few sticks of incense and, with great respect, made three bows to the central ancestral tablet of the progenitor.

Behind him, Lin Xingrong stood by with reverence, his eyes filled with affectionate remembrance and a touch of joy.

Time passed, unknowingly, as Lin Shihua finished the preparatory work.

At that moment, he still stood in front of the sacrificial table, then, after a glance at Lin Tianming and Qin Xi below, he took on a deep and solemn tone.

He then started to speak, "On this most auspicious and joyful day, our clan descendant Lin Tianming and the daughter of a Loose Cultivator, Qin Xi, are united in marriage. We come to pay respect to all our forebears, marking the commencement of the wedding ceremony."

As his words echoed, Lin Xingrong ushered Lin Tianming and Qin Xi to bow in reverence, followed by presenting a cup of Spiritual Wine.

Meanwhile, Lin Shihua continued his recitation.

From his somewhat peculiar words, one could discern he was recounting Lin Tianming's contributions to the family over the years, as well as revealing Qin Xi's background.

At the same time, amidst these peculiar phrases, there was also an expression of hope for a bright future.

Lin Tianming and Qin Xi stood side by side, waiting and following the guidance of Lin Xingrong, paying their solemn respects.

After a little less than half an hour had passed.