Grand Wedding

"Sound Valley has been sealed off for a long time. Now is the time for Sound Valley to emerge once more," the Heavenly Sound Old Man said, offering an explanation in response to Xiao Han's confusion.

"But what does that have to do with you staying at Langya Pavilion for the time being?" Xiao Han looked utterly bewildered. He could understand the disciples of Sound Valley traveling the Central Plains for training, but there was no need for a Half-Saint like him to do the same, was there?

At that, the Heavenly Sound Old Man looked somewhat embarrassed, yet at the same time, a strong sense of pride showed through.

"Isn't it all for that little disciple of mine?"

"Disciple? Since when did you have a disciple?" Xiao Han had not been back for long and knew nothing about the Heavenly Sound Old Man taking on a disciple.

"Oh, right." The Heavenly Sound Old Man suddenly remembered that this brat seemed not to know.

"Didn't you tell me back then to find a genius who could cultivate two types of Dou Techniques at the same time?

"This is the person I found."

Then he grew excited again. "For me, this old man, to encounter such an unpolished jade in my lifetime—looks like Sound Valley is bound to prosper!"

"Yo, old man, you're pretty confident in that disciple of yours."

Of course I am, the Heavenly Sound Old Man thought, rolling his eyes inwardly.

"Can I meet him?"

"Fine," the Heavenly Sound Old Man said, his face full of reluctance.

"But this has to be kept secret. After some time, I'll bring him over for you to meet."

"Look at how hopeless you are. Tch!" Xiao Han curled his lip in disdain.

"I have a disciple too, and he's definitely no worse than yours."

"Oh?" Now that piqued my interest. The Heavenly Sound Old Man asked, "What's his cultivation? How old is he?"

"What are you planning?" Xiao Han looked at the Heavenly Sound Old Man warily. He could not be blamed for acting like this. For leaders of forces like them, this had basically become an occupational disease.

When they saw geniuses scattered outside, they wanted to take them away; when they encountered geniuses from other families, three thoughts usually appeared: jealousy, poaching, and killing them outright.

Although the Heavenly Sound Old Man was familiar with him, Xiao Han still had to guard against him!

"Listen to yourself." Seeing Xiao Han like that, the Heavenly Sound Old Man knew what he was thinking. "Is this old man that kind of person?"

"Fine, but he's only just become a Dou Zhe." Xiao Han was somewhat helpless. "In another twenty years, I'll let you meet him."

"Fine." Although he was still somewhat dissatisfied that Xiao Han was guarding against him, he also showed great curiosity toward that disciple of his.

There was no other reason. With the relationship between the two of them, for Xiao Han to still guard against him this much meant that this little disciple's talent had to be outstanding!

In truth, what Xiao Han was thinking was: If I let you know that brat is so disrespectful toward me, where would I, a mighty Dou Sheng Realm expert, put my face?

Xiao Han was just about to say something when Ye Jianxin walked in and said something to him.

His expression changed, and he hurriedly bid farewell to the Heavenly Sound Old Man.

Many people thought something had happened, but then they saw Ye Jianxin say with a face full of smiles:

"In another quarter of an hour, the Grand Wedding will begin. The Pavilion Master has already gone to prepare.

"Honored guests, please look forward to it."

"Oh." Everyone suddenly understood. There was no helping it; too many things had happened today, causing them to forget their original purpose for a moment.

In an instant, congratulations rang out one after another.

A quarter of an hour later, Yi Huang arrived slowly under everyone's gaze.

Her wedding dress was made of cloud brocade traced with gold, outlining blood-red spider lilies like the flowing rosy clouds on the horizon. Over it was draped an extremely soft and thin layer of Crimson Shark Gauze, and a bridal veil adorned with Southern Pearls the size of grains of rice covered her peerless beauty.

She was graceful and noble, her bearing unmatched.

Though those present could not see her world-toppling face, they were amazed by that air of hers that outshone all flowers.

And at that moment, Xiao Han, the groom, stood frozen in place, somewhat at a loss.

But very quickly, under Ye Jianxin's reminder, he once again recovered that detached, ethereal bearing of one standing apart from the world.

Step by step, he walked toward the bride...

After being run ragged for an entire day, Xiao Han only felt as if his whole body no longer belonged to him.

Even fighting those two Dou Sheng experts, the Heavenly Underworld Old Demon included, had not been this tiring.

He collapsed onto the floor at once, sitting with his back against the edge of the bed.

At this moment, Yi Huang had already removed all her makeup and was dressed in ordinary clothes. Seeing Xiao Han like this, Yi Huang shot him a somewhat reproachful glare.

"Look at you!"

"Hehe." Xiao Han chuckled, then stared fixedly at Yi Huang without blinking.

After a long while, Yi Huang's cheeks burned fiercely under Xiao Han's gaze, the redness spreading from her neck all the way to the tips of her ears.

She turned away somewhat shyly. "What are you staring at?"

"At how beautiful you are!" The formerly clumsy-tongued Xiao Han seemed to have suddenly understood things tonight, sweet words coming one after another.

Faced with this, Yi Huang could only choose to say nothing, silently enduring Xiao Han's burning gaze.

Yet after who knew how long, a single sentence from Xiao Han suddenly made her feel a little afraid, shy, and faintly expectant.

"Huang'er, shouldn't we get down to business?"

Xiao Han quietly moved closer to Yi Huang.

"Wh-what business?" Yi Huang's whole body stiffened as she spoke somewhat unnaturally.

Although she had long expected this, now that it was really upon her, it was impossible for Yi Huang to say she was not nervous.

"Why don't you guess?" Suddenly, Yi Huang felt a pair of big hands clamp firmly around her slender waist. Her whole body went taut, then soon relaxed again.

He rested his head on Yi Huang's shoulder, feeling that softness. His nose twitched slightly, catching the faint fragrance drifting from her delicate body.

Xiao Han half-closed his eyes and said with some emotion, "The two of us have known each other for over a hundred years now."

"Yes, it's already been one hundred and twenty years." Leaning lightly against the man's broad chest and feeling that deep, warm presence, Yi Huang immediately felt a little more at ease.

"Do you still remember how you were being chased all over the place back then?" Thinking of Xiao Han's sorry appearance when he had been hunted down, Yi Huang could not help letting out a soft laugh.

"But it's a good thing I was being hunted," Xiao Han said, not minding her teasing at all. Instead, he sounded rather grateful.

"If it hadn't been for that, I might never have met a girl as right for me as you in this lifetime."

"Hmph~" Yi Huang seemed to give a dissatisfied cold snort. "Who knows which shameless lecher it was back then, daring to barge into this lady's boudoir?"

The moment she thought of how glib-tongued and unserious a certain someone had been back then, looking utterly deserving of a beating, Yi Huang could not help turning her head and biting down.

"Hiss~"

Xiao Han could not help sucking in a breath of cold air. It seemed that no matter which world it was, biting people and pinching the soft flesh at the waist were both innate skills of girls.

However, Xiao Han immediately smiled. "Still, getting bitten once in exchange for a wife is worth it."

"Don't you think so~"

Yi Huang subconsciously looked away. "I don't know, but this one bite today isn't enough."

Fine, whatever makes you happy from now on!

Xiao Han did not mind at all. After all, he had already taken advantage—did she still think she could run?

But as for now, looking at the delectable beauty before him, Xiao Han could not help licking his lips, then quietly leaned his head closer.

As if sensing something, Yi Huang suddenly turned her head, only for her mouth to be sealed at once. Her slightly alluring eyes abruptly widened. "..."

Then the lamplight swayed, and no more words were spoken that night...