Chapter 9: Marriage
At eighteen, Jihan had grown not only in skill but in confidence. His dark eyes constantly scanned the world, calculating and observing, always ahead of others. Among all the disciples and cultivators he had seen, one girl caught his attention — Tanha.
She was young, talented, and undeniably cute. Her aura was strong, yet refined, hinting at hidden potential. Even more remarkable, she came from a powerful clan, whose leader was a Foundation Building cultivator. Many considered her a prize few could hope to attain.
Jihan smiled slightly as he approached his sister, Jahin. "Sister," he said calmly, "I have noticed someone. Her name is Tanha. She is talented, cute, and from a powerful clan. I want her as my wife."
Jahin raised an eyebrow, her lips curving faintly. "You've thought this through?" she asked. "Good. I will accompany you to her clan. If you truly want her, we will secure it properly."
The two siblings arrived at Tanha's clan, the grand halls echoing with the voices of hundreds of disciples. Clan leaders, elders, and young masters all turned their attention to the visitors — Jihan and Jahin, both of whom carried the aura of rising power.
Jihan stepped forward. "I have come to propose marriage to your daughter, Tanha. If you allow it, I will protect her and honor your clan forever."
The clan leader, a Foundation Building cultivator, observed Jihan carefully. His aura was strong, his aura precise, and his eyes showed intelligence beyond his years. After a moment, he nodded. "Very well. If Tanha agrees, the marriage will be accepted."
Tanha herself looked up at Jihan, her eyes bright yet gentle. "I accept," she said softly.
The hall erupted in whispers. Many young masters were heartbroken, having hoped to marry her themselves, but none could match Jihan's presence, reputation, and backing.
In the following days, the news spread across the cultivation world. Powerful cultivators, including elders, sect leaders, and foundation building masters, came to congratulate Jihan on his marriage. Respect and admiration followed him wherever he went.
Jihan stood silently amidst the congratulations, his dark eyes calculating as always. This marriage was more than a union of hearts — it was a step in his plan, a way to strengthen his position, alliances, and influence.
Tanha's presence was not only a partner but also a strategic advantage, and Jihan had already begun calculating how her talents, her clan, and their union would shape the future.
Marriage, cultivation, alliances… everything is a tool. And I… I will master them all.