Jiang Lin woke up the next day.
After the wedding date was set, Clear Moon Mountain seemed to have no idea where so many little demons had come from.
Some of the little demons were hanging festive red lanterns, some were draping bright-red silk ribbons high overhead, and some were cutting red paper.
Still others were making the Wedding Invitations. They proofread them character by character, terrified that something might go wrong.
After all, these Wedding Invitations were to be sent to those great demons.
Several Rose Flower Demon Mature Woman Types and Fox Demon aunties bustled about the courtyard of Clear Moon Mountain, directing the little demons to keep working.
For a time, Clear Moon Mountain was extraordinarily lively, brimming with a festive atmosphere.
After all, in less than thirty days, their young mistress would be married.
On the other side of Clear Moon Mountain, inside a secluded Small Pavilion, Matchmaker Old Man sat in the courtyard, chuckling as he drank a little wine. Doggy lay on the ground resting. No one knew what he was dreaming about, but his tail kept wagging back and forth.
"You really intend to marry Tian Fang and Murong Qin to that Jiang Lin?"
The commander-in-chief of the Demon Race World's army, the Ascension Realm elder Mie Lan, sat before Matchmaker Old Man. He picked up the teacup before him and took a light sip.
"What? Do you think my two granddaughters aren't worthy of marrying that boy?"
Matchmaker Old Man smiled as he poured him a cup of tea.
Mie Lan shook his head.
"If it were before, although Jiang Lin was the greatest genius in the Vast and Righteous World, I would have thought him unworthy of marrying this girl, Tian Fang! Not to mention Murong Qin, who bears the Sword