Time slowly passed, and before long, the day of the wedding banquet arrived.
The wedding banquet was naturally brimming with joy. Countless guests attended, the honored and noble gathered, and a thousand chariots and ten thousand riders surged in like clouds.
The Divine Shark Golden Mirage Beast leaped before and after.
The Great Kun raced back and forth along either side like a long whale.
Immortal treasures of every kind filed in one after another, celestial flowers fell in profusion, and who knew how many there were.
A ceremonial guard went ahead, bearing banners and wielding spears and halberds. Shitou was already Rank Four. Dressed in formal attire, wearing a golden crown and a robe of imperial silk gauze, he hurried to greet them at the gate, his manner exceedingly solemn.
The guests all wore their finest crowns and robes, their swords and pendants arranged with gravity, yet the atmosphere was warm and harmonious, with no sense of restraint.
People in the sky scattered Spirit Water, washing away the dust as a gesture of blessing.
Shen Shuibi arrived at the wedding banquet. It was raining here, falling with an endless, fine sound like spring water. She heard rain constantly streaming down the outer walls, over the rooftops, and across the ground. At several leaks, vessels caught the water, producing a monotonous, equally mournful pattering.
The rain left everything around them damp and clammy.
She felt surrounded by water—cold, trickling droplets that hemmed her in and made her isolation stand out all the more.
She was slightly irritated, yet she could not drive away the Spirit Spring.
The Spirit Spring was originally a good thing. Why did it seem so terribly ill-timed now?
Some of Li Qi's friends had also come to the wedding banquet, people like Bo Yue and