The wedding ended, and the Sea of Stars returned to peace.
Lin Chen returned to Enchanting Song Star with his twelve Dao Companions.
The Lord's Mansion had been freshly decorated. Purple flowering vines wound around the colonnades, while colorful silk and star lanterns hung among the branches of the Demon Spirit Fruit Trees. From afar, the entire mansion looked like a jewel set into the purple plains.
Married life was quieter than they had imagined, and warmer too. By day, the women each attended to their own affairs; after nightfall, twelve radiant figures gathered around the long table, and wine and laughter rippled beneath the purple sky.
Seven days passed like this.
Late on the seventh night, Lin Chen sat alone on the highest terrace of the Lord's Mansion, gazing up at Enchanting Song Star's night sky, its purple so deep it was almost black.
Scene after scene from the wedding replayed in his mind.
The sight of twelve figures walking toward him through the starlight, the touch of their hands settling one by one into his palm, the grand exchange of vows amid the Sea of Stars, the cheers of living beings across the myriad worlds.
He had thought he was merely completing another important milestone in his life, never imagining that it would stir something far deeper than he had expected.
A subtle insight rose through his heart like a tide.
Lin Chen closed his eyes and looked inward.
He could clearly sense that his creation law had changed after the wedding. Within the structure of that law, once as steadfast as a mountain, a strand of power he had never seen before was quietly growing, like the first green shoot emerging from the earth as the ice and snow began to thaw. That power was not vast,