Long Ji Was No Longer a Political Marriage Tool

Biyou Palace, a warm and tender atmosphere prevailed.

Chang'e sat obediently beside Qin Feng, holding the Jade Rabbit that had just been "pardoned" in her hands, her face still flushed.

Qin Feng was in a great mood, his gaze casually sweeping across the area below the main hall.

The women were all laughing, some happy for Chang'e's escape, others still savoring the domineering scene from just moments before. Only one figure stood out in the corner.

Princess Longji lowered her head, her hands gripping the hem of her dress tightly, her knuckles turning white.

She wore an ill-fitting Daoist robe, the attire she wore when she suffered in the mortal realm. Compared to the glamorous and confident goddesses around her, she was like an ugly duckling mixed in with a flock of swans, exuding humility and awkwardness.

"Why are you hiding?"

Qin Feng's voice suddenly rang out, not loud, but it landed precisely in Long Ji's ear.

Long Ji shuddered and instinctively shrank further into the shadows.

"Come here and talk to me."

Qin Feng waved his hand, the gesture as casual as if summoning a frightened kitten.

Long Ji bit her lip and took heavy steps, slowly moving towards the throne. She didn't dare to look up, but stared at the intricate cloud patterns at Qin Feng's feet, her voice barely audible.

"Dao... Dao Master."

"Call me husband."

Qin Feng corrected her, then reached out and pulled her in front of him.

"Ah!"

Long Ji gasped in surprise and stumbled, collapsing onto Qin Feng's lap. She tried frantically to get up, but a large hand pressed down on her shoulder, rendering her immobile.

"Let me see."

Qin Feng lifted her chin, looking at her face, which was undeniably beautiful but now filled with self-doubt, and frowned slightly.

"That good-for-nothing Haotian is only good for this much."

"Instead of cherishing your own daughter, you insist on using her as a tool for political marriage." Qin Feng sneered, his fingers gently stroking Long Ji's pale cheek. "You were banished to the mortal realm, subjected to endless scorn, and now you're going to marry her off to Hong Jin, that defeated bastard?"

Upon hearing the name "Hong Jin," Long Ji's pupils contracted sharply, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

That was her nightmare.

That was a humiliating fate ordained for her by Heaven. A princess of the Heavenly Court, forced to marry a traitor of the Interception Sect, a good-for-nothing who only knew how to talk a good game—what a disgrace!

"I... I don't want to get married..."

Long Ji's eyes were red-rimmed, his voice choked with sobs, filled with endless grievances.

"If you don't want to get married, then don't get married."

Qin Feng pursed his lips, his tone as casual as if they were discussing what to have for dinner.

"What utter nonsense about a match made in heaven, what talk of a 'red star' in motion."

He raised his head, his gaze suddenly sharpening as it pierced the void Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens. That was the direction of the Moon God's Palace, which governed all marriages in the world.

"That old man Yue Lao must be blind, daring to tie such a messy red thread?"

Qin Feng raised his right hand and made a grabbing motion towards the void.

Collapse!

A crisp sound, audible only to those at the Daluo Golden Immortal or higher, exploded deep within the rules of heaven and earth.

Far away in the Yue Lao Palace, Yue Lao, who was trembling as he sorted through the Book of Marriage, suddenly screamed. The red thread in his hand, which had been tightly bound together and represented the marriage between Long Ji and Hong Jin, instantly ignited into a Chaos Fire and burned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

"The marriage is over!"

Long Ji felt a sense of relief; the suffocating feeling, as if someone were strangling him, disappeared.

But the gloom in her eyes had not completely dissipated.

That experience of being banished to the mortal realm and ridiculed by the world was like an indelible stain, etched into her very being.

"Still thinking about the past?"

Qin Feng saw through her thoughts, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"Since it made you unhappy, let's just pretend it never happened."

Before he could finish speaking...

Qin Feng slowly stood up, his aura exploding outwards. He extended a finger and gently tapped the void in front of him.

"Time, flowing backwards."

Buzz--!

The sky outside the main hall darkened instantly.

A vast, ever-flowing illusory river appeared out of thin air above Biyou Palace. It was the River of Time and Space, recording all that had happened throughout history.

The Great Sage, who were carrying bricks, all stopped what they were doing and stared in disbelief at the scene above them.

"What... what is he going to do?!"

The voice of the Yuanshi Tianzun trembled, "Tampering with the River of Time and Space? That's a forbidden zone of the Great Dao! It could cause a collapse of time and space, and the entire Primordial World would be buried with it!"

"A madman... he's a complete and utter madman!"

The Zhunti Daoren was so frightened that he fell to the ground with a thud, his face turning deathly pale.

However, Qin Feng didn't care about any restricted areas at all.

His fingers plunged into the long river, stirring up towering waves. The originally established historical scene, under his fingertips, was like a fragile scroll, arbitrarily painted and modified.

"This section has been deleted."

"This part has also been deleted."

"This part looks too pathetic, change it."

As Qin Feng muttered to himself, he wreaked havoc on the long river.

With his movement, an invisible wave swept across the entire Primordial World in an instant. The memories of "Princess Longji being demoted" and "Princess Longji marrying down" in the minds of all living beings became blurred at this moment, and then completely dissipated.

Instead, a completely new and glorious memory has emerged.

In her new memories, Long Ji was never demoted. She was the noble Princess Yaochi who left the Heavenly Court because she could not stand its corruption and joined the Goddess Immortal Alliance, becoming a capable assistant under Qin Feng.

A moment later.

Qin Feng withdrew his hand, and the River of Time and Space slowly disappeared.

"Done."

Qin Feng clapped his hands, looking at Long Ji who had a blank expression.

"Now, nobody remembers all that mess you made. Even your cheapskate father, Haotian, is only thinking about how dashing you were when you ran away from home."

Long Ji covered his mouth, tears streaming down his face like a broken string of pearls.

She sensed it.

The feeling of being pointed at and talked about completely disappeared. There was no trace left in the world of her humiliating past.

"Don't just keep crying."

Qin Feng smiled, flipped his hand, and a beautifully carved Flat Peach -shaped seal appeared in his palm.

This seal is no ordinary object; it was made by Qin Feng by extracting its essence directly from the Queen Mother of the West's Peach Garden and then refining it with Chaos Spiritual Energy. It is even more advanced than the one in Haotian's possession.

"You used to be an unwanted child of Heavenly Court, but now you're my precious darling."

Qin Feng grabbed Long Ji's hand and slammed the seal heavily into her palm.

"Confer upon Long Ji the title of ' Yaochi Lady Ruler '!"

"From today onwards, all the spiritual roots and all the Peach Garden in the world are under your control. You can eat peaches whenever you want, and throw peaches away whenever you want. If anyone dares to say a word, you can smash them to death with a peach pit."

"Status, well..."

Qin Feng glanced at the Queen Mother of the West beside him.

The Queen Mother of the West understood immediately, stepped forward, took Long Ji's other hand, and smiled warmly.

"Your status is equal to mine. From now on, in this Immortal Alliance, besides my husband, the two of us are the most powerful."

Boom!

As Qin Feng's golden words fell, the heavens and earth trembled once more.

A dazzling azure phantom descended from the sky and entered Long Ji's body. Her tattered Daoist robe instantly shattered, turning into countless points of light and dissipating. In its place was a flowing, colorful Cloud Mist robe, adorned with a nine-phoenix hairpin, so noble that no one dared to look directly at her.

With the blessing of this fortune, his cultivation at the mid-stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal instantly broke through the bottleneck, reaching the peak of the Great Luo, and was only one step away from becoming Quasi-Saint.

"The Yaochi Lady Ruler..."

Looking at the seal in his hand that exuded an alluring peach fragrance, and feeling the surging power within him, Long Ji finally lost control of his emotions.

Thump.

She knelt down and bowed deeply to Qin Feng.

"Long Ji... I thank my husband for saving me!"

This kneeling is a kneeling for redemption, a kneeling for rebirth.

The once timid and submissive Heavenly Court Princess is dead; in her place stands Niohuru Long Ji.

Outside the door.

Hearing the commotion inside, Grand Supreme Elder Lao couldn't help but swallow hard, his face filled with envy.

"Good heavens, that's the power to control all the spiritual roots in the world... This is exactly what I need most when refining pills. If I want to get any top-grade medicinal herbs in the future, I'll have to rely on this Empress Long Ji's favor."

Be content.

The Tongtian Jiaozhu (who was also present as a laborer at this time) slammed a huge piece of golden nanmu wood in his hand onto the ground and snorted.

"At least we don't have to worry about being forced to eat that stuff called 'Red Pill' which is actually poison anymore. This girl Long Ji is kind-hearted; our lives should be a little easier from now on."

Inside the main hall.

Qin Feng looked at the completely transformed Long Ji and nodded in satisfaction.

This is what his woman should be like.

"Alright, get up, everyone."

Qin Feng stretched, his gaze sweeping over the group of goddesses, his eyes flashing with a flame of ambition.

"The internal conflicts were resolved, and the team was also built up."

"Next, we should have a serious talk with the world about the 'rules'."