The Daoist Nun at the Wedding

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The Winged Human Race's temple was bustling with activity.

For most tribes, who Yu Shang marries is none of their business, since it's not their turn anyway. However, the Winged Human Race are getting married, a rare occurrence in recent years, is generating a lot of excitement.

For so many years she's only taken in sons-in-law, but this time she's actually getting married.

"It's been so many years since we've seen ordinary members of the Winged Human Race marry out of the tribe, but this time it's actually the Saintess's married out."

"Exactly! Are humans more beautiful than dragons and phoenixes, and more powerful than those who can create heaven and earth?"

"You just don't understand... Even though it's called a marriage outside the capital, Yu Shang is still going to be the city lord here. Does she expect to go to Shenzhou with him? It's just a marriage outside the capital in name only, isn't it still a marriage of convenience?"

"Hiss... You're absolutely right, brother. You've seen things very clearly. So, this man may seem like a king, but he's essentially a concubine, right?"

In the Ghost Carriage Race's procession, a petite figure followed behind Li Jiuyou, walking with her head down, listening to the crowd's discussions with gnashing teeth in anger.

A femme fatale in troubled times, she brings chaos wherever she goes, right?

People's conversations continued to come in, albeit in broken sentences:

"... If that's how you want to comfort yourself, then at least at home, this human doesn't have to serve his wife; it's the other way around, right?"

"Hmm... I've heard that if Winged Human Race truly acknowledges their husband, they treat him as their heaven and will serve Husband meticulously in return."

"How can I serve you? Give you a shoulder massage?"

"Brother... does your Clan Leader use a golden pot to bake flatbread?"

"... Don't laugh at me, even a shoulder massage would make me ecstatic... I don't dare think about anything else, I'm afraid my jealousy will drive me to kill someone."

The passerby didn't kill anyone, but Meng Qingying almost stepped on the road and cracked it.

Was that winged person very beautiful? Did they serve her well?

Saintess?

Who isn't a Young Master?

Holding a wedding banquet! If I, the Young Master, were to inform the people of Shenzhou and Rift Valley, I'd see if you'd be torn to pieces!

This is infuriating!

Walking ahead, Li Jiuyou felt a chill run down his spine as he sensed the Young Master's terrifying murderous intent. He had no idea what the story behind it all was; he only assumed that his mission had failed, that he hadn't dealt with the Winged Human Race, and that the Young Master's murderous intent was directed at the Winged Human Race, or even at him...

Who knew that the Young Master had completely forgotten about his feud with the Winged Human Race? A dispute over strategy? What did that matter? Was it more important than stealing a man?

No, is it more important than seizing the Cauldron?

Snort.

Upon entering the Winged Human Race's Holy Temple, Qin Yi and Yu Shang Chang stood side by side, receiving batches of guests. Seeing their faces almost frozen from smiling, Meng Qingying was even more annoyed.

The only consolation is that, unlike the customs in China where people wear red silk and flowers, their clothing is still very simple and no different from their daily lives, so it doesn't look as intensely provocative.

Meng Qingying followed Li Jiuyou to the Ghost Carriage Race's seat and sat down, her beautiful eyes fixed intently on Qin Yi's face.

Qin Yi seemed to sense something and turned to look.

Meng Qingying had already lowered her head and concealed her aura.

The concealment of Myriad Images of the Universe's aura was truly unparalleled in the world; Qin Yi couldn't see anything. He stared absently at the location of the Ghost Carriage Race, muttering to himself, "Is it because the Ghost Carriage Race's aura is so similar to hers? Great, I keep thinking of Qing Ying..."

Meng Qingying's anger was actually somewhat suppressed, though she didn't know what his stinky spirit had said to him.

Yes... he said before, "Do you miss Qing Ying too much?"

This shows that he still has some conscience...

Meng Qingying sighed, resting her rosy cheeks on her hand, her feelings complicated.

He has many women, it's not like he just found out today. Playing with a winged woman isn't a big deal for him. If it weren't for this wedding banquet being so infuriating, she probably wouldn't care much. If she really likes him, she should curry favor with this Young Master. Once we conquer the Winged Human Race, giving her ten or eight wouldn't be a problem...

Thinking of me won't help! Who told you to hold this banquet! If I don't cause you some trouble, you'll think Young Master easy to bully!

Qin Yi then focused his gaze on the entire temple.

The Winged Human Race are the city lords, so they have a lot of face. The guests who came this time included all the hundred tribes in the city. All the leaders of the tribes came. Those who couldn't come because of other matters sent their Young Master. Even the Double Eyed Bird, who said it would just give a gift and leave, still sent a representative to sit there.

Qin Yi glanced at Gu Shuanglin, and suspected that if he were to cause trouble, this might be the time, but he didn't know exactly what form it would take.

If the situation were truly sophisticated, Qin Yi felt he might not be able to handle it. After all, he was new to the area and didn't understand many things, making it difficult to find a way to break the deadlock. He just hoped that Gu Shuanglin's side didn't have any particularly deep schemes and was mainly relying on violence, which would make things much easier.

In fact, Meng Qingying was somewhat wrong about Qin Yi —if he hadn't been playing chess with Gu Shuanglin, Qin Yi really wouldn't have bothered to hold a banquet.

After all, this isn't a formal wedding; it could easily be canceled discreetly. Making a big show of it in public is completely unnecessary. The reason we don't object to having a banquet is to give us a chance to see what Gu Shuanglin's plans are. Releasing the information at a specific time is much better than acting unpredictably in secret.

In other words, if Gu Shuanglin causes trouble at the wedding, it's something Qin Yi is looking forward to.

Qin Yi hadn't expected the wedding to become such a chaotic mess. Before Gu Shuanglin could even show his skills, he'd already been given a harsh lesson by the women from his own family who had come to cause trouble.

By this time, most of the guests were seated, with only a few scattered individuals yet to arrive. Seeing that it was almost time, Qin Yi cupped his hands and spoke, "Thank you all for attending the wedding of Qin and Yu Shang. This is my... uh???"

Before he could even utter the word "luck," his eyes widened.

A Daoist Nun walked gracefully into the room...

As the Daoist Nun approached, Qin Yi's mouth gaped open so wide it could fit a bird's egg inside.

Minghe?

When Minghe arrived at the palace, he bowed to the winged woman guarding the gate and took out a letter. "The elders of the sect have a long-standing relationship with the Winged Human Race and have instructed me to come and perform a blessing ceremony for the newlyweds."

The winged girl rushed in with the letter. The High Priest opened it, read it, and smiled, "Successor of the Celestial Pivot Divine Palace, please come in. He Dao Zhenren is very thoughtful."

Minghe bowed again and slowly entered the room.

Her beautiful eyes had just landed on the newlyweds when she stared wide-eyed, stammering, "What... is it you?"

Meng Qingying giggled and covered her mouth with great pleasure, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons with laughter.

Qin Yi stared in disbelief. "Ming..."

Yu Shang's suspicious gaze shifted back and forth between her Husband and the Daoist Nun; their expressions were clearly off...

Even the guests noticed, and whispers began to circulate, "Holy crap, this Mr. Qin seems a bit odd..."

"He even has affairs with Daoist Nun, is he even human...?"

"Speaking of connections with Daoist Nun, and then coming to marry Saintess, this guy is a top-tier veteran!"

"The Saintess deserved her fate."

"How can we stand by and watch?"

They had all said they couldn't just sit idly by. Qin Yi and Minghe, both with incredibly sharp senses, heard each word and blushed deeply.

Minghe stomped her feet in anger. Her reputation had never been good since she met this man, and now it had been ruined beyond the Great Wilderness.

She knew why her master had deliberately sent her here.

This is so she can see this man getting married, and hopefully dispel any lingering feelings she might have...

Minghe took a deep breath to calm herself and performed a Daoist salute. "I never expected to see an old friend so far away in the Great Wilderness. Since Fellow Daoist Qin is getting married, then..."

After holding it in for a long time, she finally managed to say, "Then this humble Daoist priest will not accept money."

Qin Yi: "..."

Meng Qingying: "Pfft..."

The dog turned to look at Liusu, its eyes asking for her opinion. Liusu then handed it a slice of melon.

The dog accepted the call, and the two of them sat down together to eat melon seeds.

Yu Shang: "So you came to me yourself, originally intending to charge me?"

Minghe: "..."

Meng Qingying almost wanted to roll on the ground. This was too much fun! Who called Minghe over? He/She deserves a little red flower!