Wedding Chaos Shocks Qian Daoliu

Bai Fan carefully held a metal sphere, his eyes full of satisfaction as he looked at it.

When Da Niu saw Bai Fan emerge from the room, he immediately hurried over. "Brother Gang, the brothers received Spirit Hall's announcement. The Pope will be holding his wedding the day after tomorrow."

Bai Fan put the sphere into his storage space and stroked his chin in thought.

"The day after tomorrow? Looks like I need to plan this out properly."

Meanwhile, inside Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong sat before a bronze mirror, dressing herself. Beneath her breathtaking beauty lay an unshakable sorrow.

"Xiao Gang, have you really forgotten me? Why are you unwilling to even write me a single letter?"

"Were we truly destined to meet but not to be together?"

Her gentle, lively eyes lowered, lending her whole person a melancholy air.

Qian Xunji pushed open the door and leaned over Bibi Dong's back.

"Dong'er, are you ready for the wedding the day after tomorrow? This time, I've announced it to the entire continent. I'll definitely give you an unforgettable wedding."

Qian Xunji's words were filled with affection as he openly displayed his love for Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong frowned without giving any response.

Qian Xunji keenly noticed her expression, and a trace of displeasure entered his voice. "Dong'er, it's already been four years. Why can't you forget that useless trash? Tell me, in what way am I inferior to him?"

"In status, I am the current Pope of Spirit Hall. In strength, I am far stronger than that trash. And in looks, I, Qian Xunji, am leagues beyond him."

"Perhaps letting you travel the continent with that trash in the first place, allowing you to relax, was a mistake from the very beginning."

Qian Xunji turned to leave. Before departing, he gave Bibi Dong one last look. "Dong'er, precisely because I know you could never have a good ending with trash like him, I refuse to indulge your willfulness."

"I believe time will make you forget that experience. The happiness of the future will eventually wear away the memories of the past."

After Qian Xunji completely left Bibi Dong's chambers, she spoke to her reflection in the bronze mirror. "Teacher, I truly can't control myself from loving Xiao Gang."

"Teacher, you are outstanding, but I have always only regarded you as the teacher I respect most."

"What should I do? Must I really spend my life with someone I don't love? Xiao Gang, I miss you so much. Could you come and see me?"

Time flew by, and today was Qian Xunji's wedding day.

Spirit City was draped in fiery red decorations, radiating an atmosphere of celebration.

A red carpet stretched from Spirit City's gates all the way to Spirit Hall.

No one dared approach the red carpet on the ground.

"The auspicious hour has arrived! Welcome the groom and bride into the city!"

As the resounding announcement rang out, Qian Xunji led Bibi Dong onto the red carpet.

The citizens of Spirit City offered the pair their most sincere blessings, and Qian Xunji waved to them in thanks.

Bibi Dong wore a red bridal veil. Listening to the surrounding blessings, there was not the slightest joy on her face.

The two followed the carpet to the entrance of Spirit Hall, where the leaders of the Upper Three Sects and Lower Four Sects stood around them.

Everyone had come at Spirit Hall's invitation to join in the festivities.

Ning Fengzhi stood to one side, leaning on a cane. Unlike the others, who wore smiles, his face carried a trace of conflict.

Suddenly, a man and a dragon charged out and blocked Qian Xunji's path.

"Sister Dong, I'm here!"

Yu Yuanzhen, who had been grinning moments ago, instantly lost his smile.

He shouted, "Xiao Gang, what are you doing? Get back here right now!"

Bai Fan looked at Yu Yuanzhen with contempt. "Who the hell do you think you are, ordering me around? Am I someone you can control?"

Yu Yuanzhen's blood boiled at Bai Fan's rebellious words, and he wanted nothing more than to teach his son a lesson on the spot.

The moment Bibi Dong heard Yu Xiaogang's voice, she impatiently lifted her red bridal veil. She could not wait to throw herself at Bai Fan.

Qian Xunji reacted swiftly, using soul power to stop Bibi Dong and restrain her where she stood.

"Isn't this the useless trash? Did you come here today to make trouble?" Qian Xunji stared coldly at Bai Fan. "Looks like you took my previous warning as mere wind in your ears. Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish."

Qian Xunji's aura surged, and the might of a Titled Douluo erupted abruptly.

The Angel Sacred Sword slashed toward Bai Fan. Fueled by Bai Fan's soul power, Little Golden Dragon rapidly grew in size.

A majestic Golden Holy Dragon suddenly appeared and helped Bai Fan block the strike.

Taking advantage of the gap while Qian Xunji recovered, Bai Fan threw the metal sphere. The instant it touched Qian Xunji's body, it exploded.

The tiny sphere unleashed a nuclear-bomb-like roar in that instant, and the entire venue was immediately leveled.

The Titled Douluo of the Upper Three Sects blocked the spreading force while the citizens of Spirit City fled in every direction.

Seizing the opportunity, Bai Fan scooped up Bibi Dong and prepared to leave with her.

"How audacious, causing trouble in Spirit Hall!"

A majestic voice came from the Consecration Hall, while Angelic Light emanated a terrifying pressure.

Bai Fan held Bibi Dong as the two of them were suppressed by that pressure, unable to move.

When the smoke dispersed, Qian Xunji emerged in a wretched state. His clothes had been shredded by the terrifying blast, and his body was covered in wounds.

"Looks like the power still wasn't enough!" Bai Fan knelt on the ground and sighed.

"Xiao Gang, why did you only come now? Do you know how much I missed you?" At that moment, Bibi Dong's eyes held nothing but longing for Bai Fan.

Bai Fan gave a simple smile. "Sister Dong, I came too late!"

Those simple words conveyed the purest emotions.

Bibi Dong used all her strength to wrap her arms around Bai Fan's neck.

"Xiao Gang, I love you. You have quietly taken over my heart. For the rest of my life, there will be no room in my heart for anyone else."

"Sister Dong, I love you too!"

Qian Xunji had never seen Bibi Dong treat him with such tenderness, and an inexplicable fire burned within him.

"Trash, die!"

The Angel Sacred Sword was raised high and slashed toward Bai Fan's head.

At the critical moment, Yu Yuanzhen blocked Qian Xunji's attack.

"Your Holiness, is there some misunderstanding between you?"

"Sect Master Yu, are you blind? Can't you see your son is stealing my bride? What misunderstanding could there possibly be?"

As Qian Xunji spoke, he suddenly narrowed his eyes. "I'm beginning to suspect that your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect has been plotting behind the scenes."

"Yu Yuanzhen, you old bastard! You're not my father, so get the hell out of here! I don't need your hypocritical help!" Bai Fan shouted from his knees.

The reason Bai Fan treated Yu Yuanzhen this way was entirely because he did not want to drag the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect into this.

No matter how Bai Fan cursed him, Yu Yuanzhen remained firmly in front of him, shielding him from the storm.

The situation reached a stalemate. After all, the Upper Three Sects still held considerable status on the continent, so Qian Xunji could not simply kill Bai Fan for the moment.

Suddenly, Qian Xunji noticed Little Golden Dragon nearby. At that moment, Little Golden Dragon was being suppressed by Qian Daoliu's aura, unable to move.