The wedding was simple.
Suiren Clan personally presided over it, while Ziyi Clan and Youchao Clan also came to offer their congratulations.
The three First Generation Sages of the Human Race sat in the front row, smiling so broadly their mouths could hardly close.
Taihao had few relatives, but several close Fellow Disciples from Farm Teachings hurried over and gathered around to tease him.
The other Martial Brothers and Martial Sisters who had no time to attend, including Su Miao, the Sect Master, all sent people with wedding gifts after hearing the news.
Feng Lixi had even fewer relatives. Saint Nuwa's true body remained seated in Wa Huang Palace, watching the entire ceremony through a water screen. She cried her eyes out and nearly could not stop herself from going there in person.
There was no pomp, no bride price, no phoenix crown or ceremonial robes.
Taihao wore the red clothes Feng Lixi had made for him, while Feng Lixi wore the new red dress Taihao had made for her.
The two stood facing each other, dressed in the new clothes the other had made for them.
Taihao felt his nerves thundering about inside his chest.
Feng Lixi looked at him and smiled.
"Blockhead."
Taihao took a deep breath and finally spoke the words he had kept buried in his heart for so long.
"Miss Feng, I... I want to spend the rest of my life with you."
Brilliant fireworks blossomed one after another in Feng Lixi's heart, illuminating it completely.
She could not hold back her tears. She had waited a long time for those words.
Not just this lifetime, but several lifetimes.
She reached out and took Taihao's hand.
"Alright," she said.
On their wedding night, Taihao sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, utterly at a