Bibi Dong Cripples Yu Xiaogang's Limbs on Their Wedding Day

"Destroy Martial Soul Hall and exact your revenge? Do you even have the ability to do so?"

"You don't. You don't have it at all; you are nothing but a piece of trash."

Bibi Dong covered her cheek, laughing mockingly; every strike brought her immense satisfaction.

Every blow she landed was accompanied by Yu Xiaogang's screams and roars.

Time lost all meaning, and though Yu Xiaogang was on the verge of passing out, Bibi Dong forcibly kept him conscious.

With every tormenting strike, she was determined to make Yu Xiaogang feel the depths of despair.

When it was all over, Bibi Dong retracted her martial soul, her spider legs vanishing along with it, and as she turned to look at Ye Guyue, she had already returned to her usual self.

"Senior Brother, Dong'er has finished dealing with him."

Bibi Dong smiled faintly, stepped forward to wrap her arms around Ye Guyue's waist, and said in a sweet, coquettish voice:

"I don't know if Senior Brother likes me, but Dong'er will certainly fulfill her duties as a wife to the best of her ability, so that Senior Brother may be satisfied."

Since Yu Xiaogang had turned out this way, she had no one to blame but herself for choosing to be with her Senior Brother.

She had been truly foolish to be deceived by Yu Xiaogang, but fortunately, her Senior Brother had helped her; to repay him, she would strive to be a good wife and bear a child that would satisfy him.

Ye Guyue reached out and pulled Bibi Dong into his arms:

"Dong'er..."

Before Ye Guyue could finish his sentence, his mouth was already blocked.

Was this Bibi Dong crazy? Had she become addicted to this?

Seeing this scene, Yu Xiaogang was filled with immense resentment, gritting his teeth as he roared: "I will kill you both! You will meet a miserable end!"

Bibi Dong pulled away, wrapped her arms around Ye Guyue's neck, and looked back with a smile:

"Yu Xiaogang, you aren't even worthy. Your theories will amount to nothing, while my Senior Brother shall have all of me."

As Bibi Dong smiled triumphantly, Ye Guyue reached out to scoop her up and turned to leave the dungeon.

The matter was essentially concluded.

There was no point in staying here any longer.

Bibi Dong's face was full of tenderness.

She nestled into Ye Guyue's embrace.

Behind them, Yu Xiaogang's voice grew fainter and fainter until they walked out of the dungeon and could no longer hear him, at which point Ye Guyue ordered the guards to toss Yu Xiaogang outside of Martial Soul City.

Afterward, he carried Bibi Dong back to the palace.

Half a month passed.

Martial Soul Hall had long since invited all the major powers to attend.

Today, Martial Soul Hall was exceptionally lively; it was a day of absolute celebration, and while almost everyone was busy, they were all filled with joy.

Lanterns were hung, banners were draped, and firecrackers rang out in unison.

An endless stream of guests arrived at Martial Soul Hall.

Every power that could be invited, provided they held any standing on the continent, had come.

No one dared to disrespect Martial Soul Hall, nor could anyone resist coming to witness the event with their own eyes.

Rumor had it that Ye Guyue possessed a charm far beyond any other woman in the world.

Many people even wanted to spend money to acquire her personal belongings.

Even a single item, if placed at an auction house, could fetch an astronomical price.

This was because the seven Elders had each taken her on travels across the continent, leaving behind many legends.

Tens of thousands of white doves soared over Martial Soul Hall.

The Upper Three Sects had arrived one after another.

"Hao'er, Xiao'er, today we have come to Martial Soul Hall so that you may see that when taking a wife, one must choose a lady of noble character; at the very least, the families must be well-matched."

Tang Chen, dressed in proper robes, arrived with Tang Hao and Tang Xiao.

Tang Hao and Tang Xiao were known as the Clear Sky Twin Stars, and today was the first time they had witnessed such a grand spectacle.

"Hahaha, Brother Tang, you have finally arrived."

Qian Daoliu, dressed in golden ceremonial attire, saw Tang Chen and stepped forward to greet him.

"Brother Qian, why did you come to greet me personally?"

Tang Chen walked over with a smile.

The two old friends, who had not seen each other for a long time, embraced.

Tang Hao and Tang Xiao both understood that the man before them, Qian Daoliu, was a peerless Douluo just like their grandfather.

"Brother Qian, you must provide me with the finest wine today."

Qian Daoliu smiled and said, "Certainly, certainly."

"You should take your two nephews inside first; the people from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan have arrived as well."

Tang Chen laughed heartily and led Tang Hao and Tang Xiao inside.

At this moment, inside the Saintess's bedchamber, a full ten maids were helping Bibi Dong with her attire and makeup.

She wore a phoenix crown on her head, a rosy-hued gown draped over her shoulders, and phoenix-embroidered shoes upon her feet.

Before the vanity mirror, Bibi Dong gazed at her own flawless reflection—her peerless face and impeccable figure.

It was enough to drive the world to madness.

At this moment, she belonged only to Ye Guyue, and the maids beside her expressed their envy and offered words of congratulation.

For these two to finally come together was truly no easy feat.

"Your Highness Saintess, Miss Ye has arrived."

Just then, the guard on duty announced from outside the door.

Senior Brother has finally come.

Bibi Dong was overjoyed; having endured half a month of waiting, she could finally see her Senior Brother again.

In the half-month since the incident with Yu Xiaogang, Ye Guyue had been kept under watch by the seven Elders, strictly forbidden from approaching the Pope Palace.

Although Bibi Dong felt deeply dissatisfied, she was helpless to change it.

Taking a breath, Bibi Dong looked at her confident self in the mirror, rose to her feet, and stepped out, followed closely by several maids.

"Creeeak~"

The palace doors were pushed open.

Ye Guyue stood there in a red groom's robe, his handsome and extraordinary appearance like an immortal descended to the mortal realm, though to Bibi Dong, it felt more fitting to say a goddess from the nine heavens had descended.

"Senior Brother."

Wearing her phoenix shoes, Bibi Dong dared not move recklessly and could only approach slowly.

The moment she took hold of Ye Guyue's palm, Bibi Dong gazed up at him.

Those lethal peach-blossom eyes—even with his cold expression, Bibi Dong couldn't help but love them!

Knowing what Ye Guyue was like in private only made Bibi Dong more infatuated.

Thinking back to how obsessed she had been with Yu Xiaogang, it truly seemed laughable now.

"Senior Brother, I haven't seen you for half a month, and you've become even more beautiful."

Ye Guyue's body stiffened:

"Dong'er, if you don't know how to speak, then don't."

They were about to enter the wedding ceremony, with Qian Xunji acting as the witness, and the surrounding crowd was likely filled with familiar faces.

At the very least, the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena did not know; otherwise, she might have come to disrupt the proceedings or even attempt to snatch the bride, though she would not dare to act too recklessly.

Afterward, the two held hands and headed toward the venue.

A red carpet stretched from the gates of the Pope Palace all the way to the ceremonial platform in the center of the square, and Ye Guyue led Bibi Dong by the hand, stepping up onto it one step at a time.

The red groom's robe set off his skin, which was fairer than snow, his white hair bound by a jade crown, with a few stray locks hanging by his cheeks.

His red eyes were cold and clear, his posture upright, yet he was born more dazzling than any woman in the world.

As soon as the two appeared, the previously noisy square fell instantly silent.

Countless gazes converged upon Ye Guyue, filled with astonishment and shock, to the point where even the sound of breathing in the surroundings quieted significantly.

Everyone present had heard the legends of this genius from Martial Soul Hall, but no one had expected that the brilliant and talented Radiant Holy Dragon soul master would be so soul-stirringly beautiful.

"Is this Ye Guyue?"

Muffled exclamations rose from the crowd.

"No wonder the seven Elders hold him in the palm of their hands; setting aside his extraordinary talent, just this appearance alone is something you couldn't find a second of in the entire continent."