When Chang Xi heard Chen Xuan tell her to call him brother, she could not help but shoot him a fierce glare.
"Shameless. I attained my form and Dao before the Dragon Han Initial Tribulation. How many years has it even been since you took form?
"And even if we compare cultivation, I am now a Quasi-Saint, while you are merely a Great Luo Golden Immortal.
"If you ask me, you should be calling me sister instead of trying to be my brother."
Chen Xuan said indifferently, "This cannot be judged by when we took form, much less divided according to the level of our strength.
"I have a reason for making you call me brother. From this moment onward, even if you become a Saint, I will stand before you and protect you forever."
Chen Xuan's words filled Chang Xi's heart with warmth.
A blissful smile appeared on the face that rarely smiled, perhaps had never smiled at all.
Having watched countless romance dramas, Chen Xuan naturally knew what he should do at a time like this.
He immediately extended his right arm and pulled Chang Xi into his embrace.
Leaving aside what happened on the Taiyin Star, the Thirty-Three Heavens were at this moment filled with the thunder of gongs and drums and fluttering colorful banners.
No, there were only the thunderous gongs and drums. But that alone was enough to highlight the festive atmosphere.
Countless members of the Demon Race, as well as former guests of the Purple Cloud Palace, brought gifts to offer their congratulations.
Of course, some members of the Demon Race did not come to offer congratulations, much less bring wedding gifts.
Yet this did not anger Di Jun. Instead, it secretly delighted him.
Because those demons who had not come to offer