Off to the bridal chamber?

"Yes!"

The composed Ye Xingchen glanced at Ning Fengzhi and replied calmly.

After dropping those words, he hurriedly fixed his gaze on him.

If the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect so much as frowned, it would foreshadow murder and plunder.

After all, Ye Xingchen was a veteran reader, too. He knew that the strong bullying the weak was all too common in fantasy worlds!

On this continent where the fittest survived and the strong ruled, the weak had no right to choose.

At those words, delight instantly appeared on Ning Fengzhi's slightly lowered face!

He knew full well that bringing his deceased wife back to life required divine power.

But how many gods had there been since ancient times?

Even if there were any, they were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns, nearly impossible to find!

But Ning Fengzhi also knew how terrifying his wife's prophetic abilities were. By the time he found this being, he already believed completely!

"The entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is willing to devote its full strength to helping you attain godhood, my lord. We only hope you won't forget today's promise!"

Attain godhood?

Hearing that, Ye Xingchen froze slightly.

Then he smiled in understanding and said mildly:

"A divine seat... you'll see it!"

Was he kidding?

What he cultivated was the Heaven Shading Method!

On this continent that relied on martial souls rather than spiritual qi, he was the second fellow to cultivate immortality!

The first transmigrator, Tang San, was probably thriving with the Tang Sect's secret arts by now, wasn't he?

How much more so with his Heaven Shading Method? On the Douluo Continent, he would be like a fish in water!

"Good... I'll arrange accommodations for you right away, my lord. Also, I have a presumptuous request..."

Hearing his answer, the excited Ning Fengzhi was wild with joy, as though the day of his wife's resurrection were just around the corner.

Suppressing his emotions, he hurriedly made his smiling plea!

A presumptuous request?

Slowly stepping out of the coffin, Ye Xingchen rubbed his neck and heard Ning Fengzhi's request.

He couldn't help feeling a little curious and asked:

"What is it?"

"It's about my daughter..." Seeing Ye Xingchen step onto the ground, Ning Fengzhi backed away two steps and said:

"If you don't find her unworthy, my lord, I hope my daughter can become your partner. After all, she has already shared intimate physical contact with you..."

Watching the bashful Ning Fengzhi, Ye Xingchen shook his head slightly after hearing him out.

He was just about to say something when a notification sounded from the system:

"System quest activated."

"Quest one: marry Ning Rongrong. Reward: one million spiritual qi and one random Martial Soul Lottery draw!"

"Quest two: refuse to marry Ning Rongrong. Reward: 100,000 spiritual qi and one Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul!"

Ye Xingchen: "..."

Ye Xingchen: "Could these system quests be a little fairer? Even an elementary schooler would know which to choose!"

The system: "Take it or leave it. If you don't want it, return it immediately!"

At the system's forceful reply, Ye Xingchen fell silent!

He paused, then looked at Ning Fengzhi and said:

"All right, but I don't want this to be too high-profile. The fewer people who know, the better. After all, my identity..."

With his head lowered, Ning Fengzhi saw that Ye Xingchen had agreed and smiled.

"I've already thought of measures to address every one of your concerns, my lord!"

"Your identity will be the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Young Master. As for your marriage, aside from the few of us, the outside world won't know!"

Outside the Forbidden Stone Gate,

Ning Rongrong's mind was a complete jumble as she clasped her little hands, her pretty face faintly flushed.

She recalled how that fellow had actually bitten her lip. Most outrageously, he had even slipped in his tongue.

Even now, thinking about it made her feel that he was no good!

"Rongrong, are you feeling unwell?"

"Why is your face so red?"

While she was lost in thought, Grandpa Chen Xin, standing beside her, suddenly asked.

A little embarrassed, Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue and said with a smile:

"It's nothing. The weather's too hot, maybe!"

The weather was too hot?

Hearing that, Gu Rong rubbed his chin.

He thought that the Inner Sect Forbidden Ground was almost entirely covered by the Sect Grand Array, with springlike weather all year round. How could it be hot?

He glanced at Rongrong and teased:

"You're not thinking about that fellow, are you?"

"Tell Grandpa, do you like him?"

At those words, Ning Rongrong's face grew even redder.

For some reason, she really wanted to say she didn't, but then she recalled his handsome face and their brief intimate contact just now.

She couldn't bring herself to say it and could only reply with a wry smile:

"Grandpa Gu Rong, stop teasing me!"

"This was all Father's idea. I can't disobey him, can I?"

Standing beside them with his arms folded, Chen Xin smiled.

Seeing Rongrong's bashful appearance, he had already guessed the outcome.

Glancing at Gu Rong, he said with a smile:

"What? If Rongrong doesn't like him, are you going to cut that fellow down?"

Unconcerned, Gu Rong snorted softly, turned to glance toward the stone gate, and said:

"As long as Rongrong doesn't like him, I'll hold up the sky for her even if it falls!"

Just as he finished speaking, the stone gate slowly opened, and Ning Fengzhi emerged at the head of the group.

Behind him came Ye Xingchen, dressed in white, as elegant as a jade tree in the wind, with red lips and white teeth.

When Ning Rongrong came into view, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

"Elders, from today onward, Ye Xingchen is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Young Master, as well as Rongrong's husband!"

Ning Fengzhi glanced at the two Titled Douluo, Gu Rong and Chen Xin, then cupped his hands and said with a smile:

"I hope you'll look after him in the days ahead. I would be deeply grateful!"

Husband?

Although Ning Rongrong had already known, hearing that word still left her somewhat dazed!

Looking at the graceful young gentleman gazing at her, she inexplicably blushed.

Sighing softly, Gu Rong shook his head. He glanced at Ning Fengzhi, then turned to Ye Xingchen and said:

"The Sect Master has already made up his mind. How would I dare object?"

"But Rongrong's marriage is a major matter. How can we settle it so hastily? I'm still a little uneasy!"

Ning Fengzhi wasn't surprised to hear that.

He knew that the two seniors truly regarded Rongrong as their own granddaughter.

This sudden marriage was indeed rather rushed.

But for the sake of his deceased wife, he couldn't concern himself with so much!

"I've already discussed this with the Young Master. It shouldn't be made public. It's enough for us to know!"

"He's willing to cultivate alongside Rongrong, deepen their feelings, and learn to get along. They're both young, after all. Ahem!"

Standing nearby with a calm expression, Chen Xin smiled slightly and said:

"In that case, we'll follow the Sect Master's arrangements!"

"Tonight happens to be an auspicious time. Let me officiate the wedding!"

A wedding?

So soon?

The composed Ye Xingchen froze slightly. He had originally thought it would be tomorrow at the earliest.

But judging by old man Chen Xin's meaning, he could hardly wait to send them straight into the bridal chamber!

"Old man Chen Xin, what are you..."

Unable to understand, Gu Rong scratched his head and turned to Chen Xin in question upon hearing that!

Ning Rongrong: "Isn't this a little too soon... Grandpa Chen Xin..."

Ning Fengzhi: "Not at all. The bridal chamber is already prepared..."