Tang Hao's Inner Secret

In the end, Tang Hao made up his mind. He wanted Ah Yin's tenderness, and he also wanted Ah Yin's cold, Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring.

Besides, for his son to smoothly inherit the position of Blue Silver Emperor in the future, he could only...

Let Ah Yin suffer a little.

At that thought, a vicious glint flashed through Tang Hao's eyes. In short, it was all the fault of the inherently evil Spirit Hall, which had invited its own destruction. Because of them, Ah Yin and I would have to be separated for a while in the future.

Fortunately, if things remained unchanged from his previous life, Ah Yin would ultimately return to his broad embrace.

Thus, Tang Hao, who wanted both, began brainwashing himself again. He shoved all the blame onto Spirit Hall, then carried out the next part of his plan with a clear conscience.

The next day, Tang Hao's wedding was held on a grand scale.

Both he and Tang Xiao came from the Clear Sky Sect. With a casual word from them, the prominent local families and Soul Master clans came flocking to attend the wedding of a Clear Sky Sect disciple. If for nothing else, they could at least become familiar faces and perhaps connect themselves to the Clear Sky Sect's future.

Outside the ceremonial hall, guests arrived in an endless stream.

The local city lord presented his invitation and entered the hall.

A renowned local Soul Sage family presented its invitation.

"This must be the Golden Hook Soul Sage. I have heard much about you." The Clear Sky Sect disciple handling reception outside invited him in with a smile.

Soon after, another guest arrived—the local bishop of Spirit Hall. In this era, the conflict between Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect had not yet become as severe as it would later, so he too received a grand welcome.

Guests arrived without end.

As the line moved forward, it eventually reached a man dressed in luxurious robes with purple-gold hair.

A gentle smile rested on his face as he handed over his invitation. "I am the freelance Soul Master Mu Yi, here to attend the wedding ceremony of the Clear Sky Sect heir."

The Clear Sky Sect disciple glanced at the invitation, shifted half a step aside, and gestured inward. "Please, come in."

After the man entered, the line continued for a while before a tall man with profound light gleaming in his eyes came forward and presented his invitation.

"I am the freelance Soul Master Evil Lord, here to attend the wedding ceremony of the Clear Sky Sect heir."

After checking the invitation and confirming it was valid, the Clear Sky Sect disciple smiled. "Please, come in."

After the line moved along for a while, a particularly jarring woman appeared outside the ceremonial hall.

Her skin was black as coal, and her dark face and bulging round eyes made her look like that French general from FZ. Her nostrils were huge, and every so often, she stuck a hand into one of them to pick at it.

Her height and width were nearly equal, and she was as round as a ball. Her legs were thick and short like a hippopotamus's, while her two over-knee-length arms swung as she walked. Combined with her tiny legs and dark skin, she looked like a walking gorilla.

The moment this woman appeared, she picked her nose with one hand and scratched her back with the other, a blissful expression occasionally appearing on her dark face.

Seeing such an indecent woman, the Clear Sky Sect disciple immediately flew into a rage and shouted, "Where did this come from? Do you know what place this is? Get the hell out of here!"

The woman did not get angry despite being cursed at. Instead, a teasing smile appeared on her face. She pulled out the hand that had been scratching her back, its dark palm covered in thick pus, and without minding the filth, reached into her pocket and pulled out an invitation.

The sight sent a shiver down the Clear Sky Sect disciple's spine.

"My name is A-Xi, not 'this thing.' And I have an invitation too—one personally stamped by Rat giegie." A-Xi said in a coquettish tone.

Hearing that affected voice, then looking at A-Xi's appearance, the Clear Sky Sect disciple was instantly seized by revulsion.

"Rat? Who's Rat?"

"Tang Hao giegie, of course."

"Tang Hao? You must be joking. A direct disciple of the sect personally sent an invitation to something like you?" The Clear Sky Sect disciple looked as though she had to be kidding.

"If you don't believe me, look. This is Rat giegie's personal sect seal." A-Xi spread open the invitation. Beneath the written message was indeed a seal, and it truly was Tang Hao's personal seal.

"Uh..." The Clear Sky Sect disciple froze slightly.

Then he took out a magnifying glass and inspected it carefully.

In the end, he ruled out the possibility of forgery. No matter how unbelievable it was, he could only say with a constipated expression, "Since Tang Hao personally invited you, please go inside."

As he spoke, he turned his face away so he would not have to look at that thing and let the thing walk inside.

The guests took their seats one after another.

Mu Yi—or rather, Qian Xunyi—sat beside Evil Lord, while A-Xi sat near the front of the audience.

The first to appear was the wedding officiant, Tang Xiao.

Tang Xiao's gaze swept across everyone present, pausing briefly on A-Xi's seat. His brows furrowed slightly as a question flashed through his mind: Where did that thing come from? Did we invite her?

But then he remembered that, in arranging the wedding for his younger brother Hao, he had invited nearly every prominent family in the surrounding area. Perhaps that black woman was the daughter of some distinguished family he did not know.

Tang Xiao did not dwell on it. He was the first to speak. "Thank you all for coming to attend the wedding of Tang Hao, heir of our Clear Sky Sect..."

What followed was a bunch of opening remarks.

Then Tang Xiao said, "Now, let us welcome the groom, Tang Hao, entering from the left."

From the left side of the ceremonial hall emerged a broad and heroic figure. Tang Hao, dressed in white groom's attire, strode forward with fiery eyes.

"Now, let us welcome the bride, Ah Yin, entering from the right."

From the right side of the ceremonial hall emerged a gentle, beautiful blue figure. Ah Yin, dressed in a gorgeous wedding gown, walked in small steps toward the center of the hall.

At the sight of the beautiful Ah Yin, amazement flashed through Tang Hao and Tang Xiao's eyes. Then bitterness welled up in Tang Xiao's heart.

He loved Ah Yin too. He too had hoped Ah Yin would run toward him in a wedding dress, but...

Love meant letting go. Since Ah Yin had chosen his younger brother Hao, he could only fulfill their wishes.

Brushing away those unnecessary thoughts, Tang Xiao cleared his throat and said to Tang Hao:

"Groom Tang Hao, are you willing to take the beautiful Ah Yin beside you as your lawful wife? From this day forth, whether in poverty or wealth, health or sickness, favorable times or adversity, will you love her, protect her, respect her, accompany her, and never leave or forsake her for all your life?"

Tang Hao domineeringly pulled A-Xi into his arms, kissed A-Xi, and said firmly, "I do."

Tang Xiao nodded, then looked toward the beautiful Ah Yin beside him and continued, "Bride Ah Yin, are you willing to marry the Tang Hao beside you as your lawful husband? From this day forth, whether in poverty or wealth, health or sickness, favorable times or adversity, will you love him, trust him, support him, accompany him, and never leave or forsake him for all your life?"

Ah Yin leaned happily into Qian Xunyi's embrace, gently returning Qian Xunyi's passionate kiss as she said, "I do."