The Witch Clan Causes a Ruckus at Yaochi, the Celestial Wedding Is Sealed, and the Human Race Claims Its Merit!

"Hahaha."

"Many thanks, Eldest Brother, Second Brother, and Third Brother!"

Demon Emperor Dijun laughed heartily and hurried to greet the Three Pure Ones with a smile.

Seeing this, Minghe couldn't help but look contemptuous.

All Three Thousand Guests of Purple Cloud Palace could claim to be disciples of the Dao Ancestor.

But the Three Pure Ones had truly been accepted as direct disciples of the Xuanmen.

Dijun was the Demon Emperor, yet here he was, fawning over them so eagerly. He really had no shame.

The other Quasi saints didn't see it that way. A top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure was enough to make most people grovel.

"The Three Ancestors of the Human Race have arrived, presenting one gift: a high-grade Innate Spiritual Root!"

"The Dragon Emperor Yinglong has arrived, presenting one gift: a high-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure!"

"Kong Xuan has arrived, presenting ten gifts: one supreme-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, twenty-one Zhou Tian Star Fruits, one hundred drops of Tianyi Holy Water, one hundred Golden Apples..."

Before Yuanshi could proudly speak, Baize, the Demon Saint, announced in a voice that trembled slightly.

"Hiss!"

In an instant, the sound of people drawing in sharp breaths rang throughout Yaochi.

Even these assembled beings, each among the Prehistoric World's most powerful and well-traveled, were stunned by Human Emperor Huang Tian's lavish gifts.

The wedding gifts piled up at the entrance blazed so brightly they were hard to look at.

"Hmph! Just showing off!"

Dijun had passed him over without a word. Yuanshi snorted, deeply displeased.

"Hahaha, welcome, welcome."

"It's a pity Human Emperor Huang Tian isn't here. His absence has taken some of the shine off my Celestial Wedding."

"Another day, I shall pay him a visit myself and make up for missing the wedding feast."

"Fellow Daoists, please, take your seats!"

Leaving Taiyi,