Wedding Night, Dai Yun'er's Dowry: the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger Soul Spirit

"Thank you, Tang Wulin!"

Regardless of the relationship between the two.

At this moment, Luo Feng was truly happy.

Having transmigrated for so long, this was the most glorious moment of his life.

Not only had he gained considerable power.

But, just like in the fairy tales, a poor boy had married a princess.

Although the process was a bit cliché.

The ending was truly satisfying.

"Alright, the rest is for you two young lovebirds to handle. This Emperor needs to discuss future cooperation with the Tang Sect!"

The Emperor of the Star Luo Empire was quite straightforward.

While having the palace maids lead the son-in-law and the princess to the bridal chamber.

He simultaneously had his subordinates present a sandalwood box.

Although it was sealed.

Everyone present with a cultivation level above Soul Saint could sense that inside was an incredibly powerful spirit soul.

It was at least a 100,000-year-level fierce beast.

As expected, the Star Luo Empire was able to stand firm throughout the entire Douluo Continent because it had a deep foundation.

When marrying off a daughter, one needed to provide a heavy, impressive gift.

Of course!

His Majesty the Emperor was also very good at doing business.

Since Tang Wulin wanted to ask the Star Luo Empire's son-in-law for help.

Then, the business dealings between the Star Luo Empire and the Tang Sect could become even closer.

Of course, none of that had anything to do with Luo Feng.

Tonight, he had only one task.

And that was the wedding night!

"Creak!"

The heavy carved wooden door was gently pushed open by Luo Feng and then closed behind him, completely shutting out all the noise and complexity of the outside world.

Inside the bridal chamber, the dragon and phoenix red candles flickered with an ambiguous and warm glow.

The air was filled with a faint scent of ambergris mixed with the aphrodisiac fragrance of some unknown flower.

And on the edge of that wide, soft wedding bed, Dai Yun'er sat upright, her head covered by a red veil embroidered with golden threads of a spreading phoenix.

The "Spirit King" princess, who usually dominated the Continental Young Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament and dared to boldly drug people at the Star Luo Hotel.

At this moment, she was like a startled little deer, her hands nervously twisting the hem of her bright red wedding dress, her very breathing becoming cautious.

Luo Feng did not rush over; instead, he first placed the sandalwood box, which exuded an ancient aura and had been bestowed by his father-in-law the Emperor, gently onto the round table in the distance.

Even through the heavy seal, he could still feel the terrifying, heart-palpitating fluctuations emanating from the box.

However, no matter how good the spirit soul was, now was not the time to study it.

Luo Feng took a deep breath, suppressing the blood in his body that was slightly agitated by the alcohol and the atmosphere, and stepped toward the bed.

"Yun'er."

Luo Feng's voice was low and gentle.

He reached out and gently lifted the red veil that symbolized a maiden's final reserve.

Under the reflection of the red candles, Dai Yun'er's stunning, peerless face instantly came into view.

Her usual wilfulness and caprice had long since vanished, replaced by a drunken flush on her cheeks like the evening glow.

She lifted her eyes slightly.

In those heterochromatic pupils, which had inherited the fine genes of the Star Luo royal family, ripples flowed, filled with shyness and an inseparable affection.

"A-Feng..."

Dai Yun'er's voice was as thin as a thread, her body leaning forward slightly, naturally nestling into Luo Feng's broad embrace.

Feeling the slight trembling of the warm, soft body in his arms, Luo Feng could no longer maintain his so-called composure.

He lowered his head and precisely captured those two delicate, dripping-red lips.

"Mmph..."

A faint, soft moan spilled from the depths of Dai Yun'er's throat.

As their breathing violently intertwined, the temperature inside the bridal chamber began to rise sharply.

Luo Feng's fingers moved with the dexterity of a butterfly dancing through flowers, nimbly unfastening the complex and heavy phoenix wedding gown.

Accompanied by the soft friction of silk sliding away, the bright red wedding attire slipped quietly onto the floor beside the bed.

Luo Feng casually pulled down the layers of red gauze curtains, completely shrouding the two of them in a private space that belonged only to each other.

The scenes that followed were indescribable...

However, just as the two on the bed were reaching the peak of their intimacy, their breaths mingling at the very height of passion!

"Hum!!!"

The sandalwood box that had been sitting quietly on the round table suddenly erupted with an extremely blinding, scarlet-red blood light!

This blood light, laced with an aura of endless violence, slaughter, and destruction, instantly flooded the entire bridal chamber.

If the Star Luo Imperial Palace's architecture hadn't been inscribed with powerful defensive arrays, this aura would likely have blown the roof right off.

"Roar!"

A low tiger's roar, as if emanating from the nine nether hells, exploded within the room.

The incredibly sturdy sandalwood box shattered into pieces.

A terrifying phantom of a fierce beast—only the size of a house cat, yet pitch-black with wings on its back and a tail like an evil god's hook—leaped violently into mid-air!

[100,000-year Fierce Beast Soul Spirit: Dark Demon Evil God Tiger]!

This was the most rare and notorious beast of ultimate evil in the history of the Douluo Continent.

Although it remained only in the state of a soul spirit, the immense dark-attribute and evil energy contained within its body still caused the very air to distort.

It should have been sealed away behind layers of restraints.

But the high-purity Yin-Yang soul power fluctuations released by Luo Feng and Dai Yun'er during their wedding night had acted as the perfect bait, stimulating this fierce beast to forcibly break through its seal, intent on devouring the young couple who were currently in a defenseless state!

"Ah!"

Dai Yun'er cried out in alarm, instinctively clutching Luo Feng tightly.

"Interrupting my wedding night? Do you really think this Imperial Son-in-law Luo is made of clay?!"

A flash of ruthlessness crossed Luo Feng's eyes.

"BT, take care of it for me!"

Originally, Luo Feng had intended to wait until everything was settled before opening his wife's dowry.

But since this beast was so tactless, he would let his Vanguard Titan have its meal early.

[Ironclad, I have received your command!]

[This fierce beast soul spirit is enough for us to condense at least five Level 11 Soul Guidance Cannons.]

[There is approximately a 3‰ chance of successfully fusing a Level 12 Soul Guidance Cannon.]

As soon as the voice fell, the Vanguard Titan opened the window directly.

Its right arm instantly transformed into something resembling a high-powered vacuum cleaner.

In the blink of an eye, it sucked the rampaging soul spirit inside.

In fact, the Vanguard Titan had been unable to restrain itself for a long time.

The moment of his wedding night was also the moment for it to replenish its energy reserves.

Compared to the incomplete fierce beast soul spirit obtained previously, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger before them, despite being only at the 100,000-year level, possessed a soul spirit purity that surpassed many 200,000 or even 300,000-year soul beasts.

Installed on the Vanguard Titan, it would absolutely increase its combat power significantly.

There was even a tiny chance of hand-crafting the legendary Level 12 Soul Guidance Cannon!

One had to know that later on, he would be going with Tang Wulin to rebuild Shrek.

If he had such a powerful weapon on him, it would be like adding wings to a tiger!

"Husband, shall we... shall we continue?"

Seeing the unruly fierce beast soul spirit vanish, the bride, her eyes brimming with seduction, grabbed her husband's collar.

This was their wedding night.

It was the most important event in a girl's life, one that happened only once!

She wouldn't let such trivial matters ruin the mood!