Spiritual Energy Rejuvenation: I Began Cultivating By Farming-Chapter 1907 - 1093: (Part 2)

Tang Feiyang rolled his eyes at these people; every action might be a challenge, but did they really think they could challenge him so easily?

He would deal with them later.

When Tang Feiyang passed by another tavern, he received more gazes, but he paid no attention to the pedestrians standing on the street staring at him.

After all, he didn’t know them, and noticing them wouldn’t change anything.

Tang Feiyang felt a familiar yet strange gaze, looked up, and it was Du Jiaolan. He coldly averted his eyes.

He had experienced her ambition over the years, always aware that she organized so many people for some dirty business.

Their schemes were easily unraveled by him and his team.

Tang Feiyang didn’t interfere with many people’s families because they had infiltrated too many families. Without stronger evidence, he wouldn’t take action.

"Cousin, stop."

A woman in a red dress, his cousin, once disturbed him with her knocking.

Tang Feiyang acted as if he didn’t see or hear her, and their procession continued.

"Wait, wait!"

The girl rushed out, trying to block Tang Feiyang. Since they were moving down the street, a procession with horses and goods, it wasn’t moving fast. The red-dressed girl quickly stopped them.

"Move aside, if you don’t, bear the consequences."

Tang Feiyang looked coldly at the woman in red, although she was his cousin, she was spoiled and willful, and had always entangled him.

Because of her, he had to pretend to be engaged to Wen Yuanyuan. Fortunately, his choice was wise; Wen Yuanyuan was much better than his cousin.

Gentle and kind, with a higher ability.

This cousin had too many shortcomings and, in his eyes, no merits at all.

"Step on, step on it, let’s see you step on me. I’ll have you caught and stop you from delivering the betrothal gifts to that woman."

The woman in red shouted wildly, heartbroken that her cousin was getting married.

Although engaged before, her family found it unbelievable, and she found it unbelievable, clearly feeling she was more excellent than Wen Yuanyuan, with family background incomparable to a lone girl without connections.

The woman in red was proud, yet unaware that people must have self-awareness; could love be forced?

The saying goes, ’parent’s orders, matchmaker’s words,’ which might appear in families, but for Tang Feiyang, it wasn’t that significant.

Tang Feiyang was impatient with every second wasted, although this woman was his cousin, delaying his delivery of the betrothal gifts was unforgivable.

With a wave of his hand, he cast a spell; quickly, a seed turned into a vine whip, binding the woman in red, swiftly tossing her out of the street.

He hadn’t harmed the woman in red; it was simply to prevent her from immediately stopping them from delivering the betrothal gifts.

"Let go of our miss, young master..."

The changes occurred too quickly; by the time the lackeys of the woman in red realized, it was too late. Their mistress had already been tossed to another street, so they could only panic and run to get her back on the other street.

They worried that the heir had tied up the mistress, and encountered rogues on another street, which would be their sin and lead to punishment.

The team delivering the betrothal gifts for Tang Feiyang paused, sparking much discussion and attention.

When they became aware of the cousin’s entanglement, realizing the ruthless cousin had tossed his cousin away, they all wanted to see if she was hurt, and many rushed to the other street.

Tang Feiyang used a spell, and although the vine whip tossed the woman in red to the other street, when others reacted, he controlled the vine to fling her back to this street.

When the red-dressed woman’s lackeys reached the other street, not seeing their mistress, they panicked.

The woman in red, bound by the vine whip, wanted to scream, but it was as if someone struck a mute point; she was tossed back and forth like a swing, leaving her dizzy.

Feeling nauseated from being flung around.

Tang Feiyang only intended to teach his cousin a lesson, without truly harming her.

The binding method wouldn’t hurt her; it merely made her feel nauseated from swinging, numbed her limbs, and he silenced her because he couldn’t bear that kind of shrill scream.

Indeed, after being swung around, the cousin retched, legs went weak, and her attendants helped her back to the carriage, now lacking the energy or spirit to cause more trouble.

Ye Tian and Tang Feiyang, setting out from different streets at different hours, arrived at the entrance of the secret base simultaneously, seemingly with a tacit understanding.

Their brides were to be married off from this secret base.

Someone compared whether the betrothal gifts from the Ye Family were more abundant than Tang Feiyang’s?

Uncertain whether it was a coincidence or arranged, both families escorted the gifts similarly, around one hundred dan each.

Blinking in disbelief, many were dazzled by the lavish display, envious of both those married and those not yet married.

Some even compared their own betrothal gifts to those sent by the families.

With over a hundred dan of betrothal gifts, how much was the dowry?

Could the Prince’s betrothal gifts be as grand and costly?

It indicated that the family greatly valued the bride.

Among those watching the spectacle were princesses and princes; hearing the public’s speculation left them displeased.

If only these items were their private wealth!

Showing such wealth today, if it were from their hands, it would earn them a reputation, and being the bride of an important family would be wonderful.

Since Wen Yuanyuan lacked family, members of the Saint Sect became her family.

The betrothal gifts were brought into the meticulously prepared wedding room for her.

Certainly, elders from the Saint Sect presided over receiving the betrothal gifts for her.

After collecting the betrothal gifts, the dowry was similarly picked and chosen, then sent to the groom’s family once more.

Over the years, Wen Yuanyuan had prepared items for the dowry, although not earning much, she felt helpless.

The materials received were crafted into items by her, personally made dowry.

A bride was to make clothing for the groom, although Wen Yuanyuan lacked the skill in sewing, she possessed the ability to craft vestment robes.

Creating the bridal vestments for both herself and the groom with her craft.

Today the groom delivered the betrothal gifts, and at noon, they would dine here; today was for delivering the gifts, and tomorrow would be the wedding day.

Wen Yuanyuan already had people to serve as her bridesmaids, escorting her to her wedding.

Among them were certainly women from the Saint Sect; several were unmarried, including some from family backgrounds and some from the Immortal Sect.

As Wen Yuanyuan’s family and escorts, they were arranged by the management above.

Accompanied by her family, Yan Weiwei stayed in her room and couldn’t come out.

Today she couldn’t meet her future husband, only until tomorrow when the groom arrives to fetch the bride and they enter the bridal chamber could they meet.

When the family of Yan Weiwei, along with helpers, received the betrothal gifts, they also organized for people to enjoy a meal.

Some assisted in selecting and incorporating additional homemade items into the betrothal gifts.

Since practicing over the years, Yan Weiwei had reached the Foundation Establishment Stage, thanks to having better resources for cultivation.

Her rapid progression was unmatched by ordinary mortals accompanying them.

Perhaps this was the result of having a strong backing; indeed, having a support system made all the difference.

Since Yan Weiwei was Jiang Tang’s senior sister, whenever she returned or gifted items, she received more than the others.

Though not biological siblings, their bond surpassed that of siblings.

Jiang Tang personally led the group in the dual wedding celebrations, offering blessings to the families.

He presented gifts in celebration.

As the senior sister’s younger ’brother,’ Jiang Tang ensured all eyes remained on him as he took part in both today and tomorrow’s events.

Unable to enter the bride’s chamber as a man, he arranged for his wife to accompany Yan Weiwei.

Sending away those who delivered the betrothal gifts and the future groom by evening, Jiang Tang gathered with his wife, parents, and children for a feast with Yan Weiwei’s friends and family.

This meeting marked the final sibling encounter before the sister’s marriage.

Doing some things for his senior sister, leaving a protective spell on her.

With his energy infused, no one could harm his senior sister.