On Their Wedding Night, Dai Yun'er Brought the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger Soul Spirit as Her Dowry

"Thank you, Tang Wulin!"

No matter what their relationship was like, Luo Feng was genuinely happy right now.

He had been here for quite some time, and this was the brightest moment of his life.

Not only had he gained considerable strength, but just like in a fairy tale, a poor boy had married a princess.

The process had been a little melodramatic, but the ending was truly satisfying.

"All right, the rest is between the two of you. I, the Emperor, have matters to discuss with the Tang Sect about our future cooperation!"

The Star Luo Empire's emperor was a decisive man.

He had palace maids escort the Star Luo Imperial Son-in-law and the princess to their bridal chamber, while ordering his subordinates to bring over a sandalwood box.

Though it was sealed, anyone present whose cultivation had reached Soul Saint or higher could sense that it contained an unbelievably powerful Soul Spirit.

It was at least a hundred-thousand-year Ferocious Beast.

Sure enough, the Star Luo Empire had the foundation to stand firm across the Douluo Continent.

When a daughter was married off, a gift worthy of the occasion had to be presented.

Of course, His Majesty the Emperor was also a shrewd businessman.

Since Tang Wulin wanted the Star Luo Imperial Son-in-law to help him, the Star Luo Empire and the Tang Sect could draw closer in their business dealings.

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

He had just one task tonight.

To spend his wedding night!

"Creak!"

Luo Feng gently pushed open the heavy, carved wooden door, then closed it behind him, shutting out all the noise and bustle of the world outside.

Inside the bridal chamber, red candles shaped like dragons and phoenixes flickered, casting a warm, suggestive glow.

The air was thick with the faint scent of dragon's breath incense and some unknown flower's aphrodisiac fragrance.

Dai Yun'er sat primly on the edge of the wide, soft bridal bed, a red veil embroidered with a phoenix in flight covering her head.

The little "Spirit King" princess, who usually held sway at the Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament and had dared to drug someone at the Star Luo Hotel, was now like a startled fawn.

She nervously twisted the hem of her red wedding gown between her hands, barely daring to breathe.

Luo Feng didn't hurry over. First, he gently set the ancient-looking red sandalwood box bestowed by his imperial father-in-law on a nearby round table.

Even through its heavy seal, he could feel the terrifying, heart-pounding energy pulsing inside.

But no matter how fine the Soul Spirit was, now wasn't the time to study it.

Luo Feng drew a deep breath, suppressing the restless blood in his veins, stirred by the alcohol and the atmosphere, then walked over to the bed.

"Yun'er."

His voice was low and tender.

He reached out and gently lifted the red veil, the last token of a young woman's modesty.

In the candlelight, Dai Yun'er's breathtaking face came into view.

Her usual wilfulness had vanished, replaced by a captivating blush, like the glow of sunset across her cheeks.

She raised her eyes slightly.

Her mismatched eyes, inheriting the Star Luo Imperial Family's fine bloodline, shimmered with tears, full of shyness and tender affection.

"Ah Feng..."

Dai Yun'er's voice was as soft as a thread. She leaned forward slightly and nestled into Luo Feng's broad embrace.

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

He lowered his head and captured her enticing red lips.

"Mmm..."

A faint, breathy moan escaped from deep in Dai Yun'er's throat.

As their breathing grew ragged and mingled, the temperature in the bridal chamber began to rise sharply.

Luo Feng's fingers moved like butterflies among flowers, deftly undoing the elaborate, heavy phoenix wedding gown.

With a soft rustle of silk, the red wedding robes slipped to the floor beside the bed.

Luo Feng pulled down the layers of red gauze curtains, enveloping them in a private space that belonged to them alone.

What followed was indescribable...

But just as the two on the bed were losing themselves in the moment, their breaths mingling at the very peak—

"Buzzz!!!"

The red sandalwood box on the round table suddenly erupted in a blinding, blood-red light!

The light carried an overwhelming aura of violence, slaughter, and destruction, instantly filling the entire bridal chamber!

If the Star Luo Imperial Family's buildings hadn't been inscribed with powerful defensive arrays, the force would have torn the roof off.

"Roar!"

A deep tiger's howl, as if from the depths of the netherworld, thundered through the room.

The sturdy red sandalwood box shattered into pieces.

A terrifying beastly apparition, no bigger than a house cat but pitch-black all over, with wings on its back and a tail like the Evil God Hook, shot into the air!

[Hundred-Thousand-Year Ferocious Beast Soul Spirit: Dark Demon Evil God Tiger]!

This was an exceedingly rare and infamous evil beast in Douluo Continent's history.

Though it remained only as a Soul Spirit, the immense dark and evil energy within it still twisted the air around it.

It should have been bound by layer upon layer of seals.

But the pure yin-yang Soul Power fluctuations unleashed by Luo Feng and Dai Yun'er in the bridal chamber had become the perfect bait, exciting the beast into forcibly breaking through its seal. It wanted to devour the young couple on the bed while they were completely off guard!

"Ah!"

Dai Yun'er cried out and instinctively clung to Luo Feng.

"Showing up to spoil my wedding night? You really think this Star Luo Imperial Son-in-law is made of mud?!"

A trace of ruthlessness flashed through Luo Feng's eyes.

"BT, take care of it!"

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

But since this beast didn't know its place, he'd let his Vanguard Titan have its meal early.

[Ironclad, I've received your command!]

[This Ferocious Beast Soul Spirit should let us forge at least five Level 11 Soul Guidance Cannons.]

[There's about a 3‰ chance of successfully fusing them into a Level 12 Soul Guidance Cannon.]

As soon as the words fell, Vanguard Titan opened the window.

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

In the blink of an eye, it sucked up the rampaging Soul Spirit.

In fact, my Vanguard Titan had been unable to hold back for a long time.

While I spent my wedding night, it would also get the chance to replenish a large amount of energy.

Compared to the incomplete Ferocious Beast Soul Spirit it had obtained earlier, this Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, though only at the hundred-thousand-year level, had a Soul Spirit purer than that of many two- or three-hundred-thousand-year Soul Beasts.

Installed in Vanguard Titan, it would definitely boost its combat power considerably.

There was even a tiny chance it could handcraft the legendary Level 12 Soul Guidance Cannon!

After all, I'd be going with Tang Wulin to rebuild Shrek.

Having such a powerful weapon would be like adding wings to a tiger!

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

Seeing the arrogant Ferocious Beast Soul Spirit disappear, the bride, her eyes misty with desire, grabbed her husband by the collar.

It was their wedding night.

The most important occasion in a girl's life, one that came only once!

They couldn't let a little thing like this spoil the mood!