Divorce!

When Qi Yuan logged into the game again, he really wanted to post a video.

"Guys, what do I do? My family arranged a Ghost Marriage for me!"

Then he would add a watermelon-head filter.

If it were on Douyin, the comments might be: Sisters, stay strong.

If it were on some forum, the comments might be: Brother, you lucky dog.

Of course, those were all stereotypes.

And none of those answers could solve Qi Yuan's current problem.

He looked at his bride.

He really wanted to see her face clearly, her brows and eyes clearly, her arms and thighs clearly.

It wasn't too much to ask to look at his own bride, was it?

But this bride... had no face.

Not only did she have no face, she had no hands or legs.

No... jade-like feet.

"Ugh, I only took a nap. How did I end up marrying an NPC?"

Qi Yuan was in a place resembling a bridal chamber.

Paper flowers were pasted on the windows, along with the character for double happiness.

The moment he entered the game, though, he and his bride were lying flat on the bed.

His bride was a bright red wedding gown, ancient Chinese style—the kind from a ghost movie.

If he looked closely, he could even imagine a bride with delicate brows and clear eyes, a graceful face, and a lithe, curvaceous figure.

He looked at the clothing monster before him—or rather, the wedding-gown monster.

His face was full of helplessness. "I really want to deal with you in one stroke of my sword and turn you into an Experience Pack."

As if it understood Qi Yuan's words, the bright red wedding gown shrank back a little.

Still, Qi Yuan ultimately did not kill this NPC.

Back when he had fought Ugly Clothing Monster Emperor, the blood-red gas from Ugly Clothing Monster Emperor had entered Qi Yuan's body.

That gas had been extraordinarily troublesome for him. It had constantly weakened his attributes and had even tried to slowly take control of Qi Yuan's body.

Yet that red gas had been dissolved with the help of this wedding-gown monster—Qi Yuan's bride.

She had helped him, hadn't she?

How could he have the nerve to turn her into an Experience Pack afterward?

Besides, this wedding-gown monster seemed to possess some intelligence.

Unlike those clothing monsters that tried to kill Qi Yuan the moment they saw him.

He looked at the wedding-gown monster sitting on the bed, only a step away from him, and slowly said, "Who are you? What's your name?"

The wedding-gown monster did not answer. It did not move.

"No name?"

"Don't remember?"

"Then I'll call you..."

"Little Red?"

"Little Monster?"

"Little Bride!"

In the end, Qi Yuan still settled on a name for the wedding-gown monster.

The wedding-gown monster's name was provisionally set as Little Bride.

Unfortunately, Little Bride had no face or skin, no legs or hands... Though if her sleeves and trouser legs counted as hands and legs, then she did have them.

"Ugh, I got a wife for free." Qi Yuan did not know whether to be happy or worried.

This wife still could not communicate with him normally.

"Why did you want to marry me?" Qi Yuan still tried to communicate with Little Bride, even though she did not seem capable of communication.

This time, to Qi Yuan's surprise, Little Bride did react.

From her red sleeve, she tossed out a wooden plaque.

The plaque was made of very old material, and two characters were written on it.

"Husband?"

That was right. The two characters written on it were "husband."

"You wanted me to be your husband? So you took advantage of me logging off and married me?" Qi Yuan was speechless.

He had encountered something even more outrageous than himself.

And it was an NPC.

"No, we never went to the Civil Affairs Bureau. This doesn't count!" Qi Yuan continued.

He had no desire to marry a piece of clothing.

Sure, brothers were like one's limbs, women like clothes—but you couldn't literally be clothes, right?

Otherwise, how were they supposed to coordinate their married life?

Little Bride's sleeve tightly gripped Qi Yuan's arm and refused to let go.

She could not speak, but her actions made her meaning clear.

Qi Yuan said helplessly, "Since you can communicate with wooden plaques, at least take out a few more and introduce yourself properly."

He looked over, but the information Little Bride displayed was sparse.

Little Bride, the bride you married in an eight-bearer sedan chair.

Little Bride's hand trembled, and eight wooden plaques fell from her sleeve.

"Where did those fall out from?" Qi Yuan stared at Little Bride's sleeve. "Can I stick my hand in there and look around?"

Little Bride did not back away, which meant she did not refuse.

Qi Yuan slid his hand into Little Bride's sleeve, reaching around where her chest, appendix, and liver should have been. In the end... he came up empty.

Little Bride, meanwhile, seemed to have had quite a strong reaction and directly collapsed onto the ground.

Qi Yuan finally stopped rummaging and helped Little Bride back up, then looked at the eight wooden plaques.

One bore the image of a man, with "Husband" written above it.

One bore a drawing of wedding robes, with "Wife" written above it.

One had a smiling face.

One had a crying face.

One had a Stick Together image.

One had an image of a hand holding a sleeve.

One had an image of sleeping.

One had an image of lying flat on a board.

"Were you a wholesale emoji dealer in your past life?" Qi Yuan could not help complaining.

Seeing that Little Bride could use wooden plaques to convey her thoughts, he immediately ran some tests.

For example, he made some wooden plaques for Little Bride and had her use them to express her thoughts.

To Qi Yuan's disappointment, it did not work.

Little Bride could only take out those eight wooden plaques.

It seemed that in her world, everything could only be expressed through those eight plaques.

"Sigh, let's get divorced," Qi Yuan said. "Our relationship has broken down. I'm filing for divorce."

Little Bride tightly clutched Qi Yuan's arm. A wooden plaque slipped down, bearing the image of a hand holding a sleeve.

"You can help me?" For some reason, Qi Yuan seemed able to understand what the image meant. It was both asking him not to leave and saying that she could help him.

Qi Yuan grew interested and looked at Little Bride.

Just then, Little Bride's entire icy body pressed against Qi Yuan.

A special change occurred at that moment.

Inside the bridal chamber, the blood-red wedding robes turned into red motes of light, drifting down onto Qi Yuan's body like crimson fireflies.

In less than one ten-thousandth of an instant, the crimson fireflies became a suit of red armor that clad Qi Yuan, completely covering every part of his body and leaving only his eyes exposed.

From afar, the armor looked blood-red, like flowing blood. Yet these fluid-like armor plates gave Qi Yuan an immense sense of security.

Exquisite and beautiful, mysterious and powerful.

Clad in blood armor and wielding the Great Treasure Sword, Qi Yuan's height shot up to ten meters.

He now resembled a terrifying demon walking through hell.

Qi Yuan sensed a wedding-robes tattoo on his chest.

The tattoo was identical to Little Bride.

He could feel that the image of those wedding robes was Little Bride's true body.

The blood-red armor was the defense Little Bride bestowed upon him, not Little Bride's true body.

Qi Yuan looked at himself and froze. "Level 93?"

By wearing Little Bride—or rather, merging with Little Bride—he had astonishingly gained five levels, reaching level 93.

However, he had a faint feeling that this was only temporary.

That made him somewhat excited.

That was Level 5!

A five-level increase was an enormous boost for Qi Yuan. Hunting monsters would no longer be such a hassle for him.

If he ran into the Level 95 Ugly Clothing Monster Emperor again, he would not need to flee at once. He might even have the strength to fight it. In a one-on-one battle, Qi Yuan was even somewhat confident of victory.

Of course, by one-on-one, he meant him and Little Bride versus the Ugly Clothing Monster Emperor.

At that moment, something happened that caught Qi Yuan by surprise.

He had activated two skills at once.

One major skill and one minor skill.

Every 30 levels, Qi Yuan could obtain a major skill, which could also be used in the real world.

Every 10 levels, he obtained a minor skill.

After merging with Little Bride, Qi Yuan had broken through Level 90 and gained two skills.

Of these two skills, the major skill was With You in Arms, while the minor skill was Rending Clothes.