"The auspicious hour has arrived! May the newlyweds enter the hall for the Dual Cultivation Ceremony!"
With Zhang Guan's announcement, delivered with an elder's solemn air, the Purple Emblem Mountain Main Peak fell silent. Countless guests in the square, and even the leaders of the Daoist Sect inside the hall, turned toward the far end of the square.
Xie Jinhuan waited by the red carpet. Linghu Qingmo wore a wide-sleeved immortal gown and pearl hair ornaments, her lips red as flame. Her makeup and attire were so magnificent that one scarcely dared look directly at her. She walked slowly, her back straight, yet when she suddenly met her lover's gaze after their few days apart, her eyes even flickered away.
Nangong Ye wore an immaculate Daoist robe and supported Qingmo's arm at his side. Untouched by worldly dust, he resembled a cold, aloof mother sending her daughter off to marry. Yet when he saw Xie Jinhuan, a trace of panic surfaced deep in his eyes, too. Once they reached him, Nangong Ye turned his gaze elsewhere.
Looking at his two wives, Xie Jinhuan could hardly speak recklessly in public. He merely took Qingmo's hand, crossed the center of the square beneath countless watching eyes, and ascended the steps of the Patriarch Hall.
Linghu Qingmo was actually nervous to death. After entering the Patriarch Hall and discovering that Ling'er and Wanyi were both studying her, with Sect Master Lu and the others watching as well, she nearly started swinging the same arm and leg together. Fortunately, she still managed to stand before the White-Haired Grandmaster without incident.
As the venerable ancestor, Qixia True Person only had to strike a pose at the moment and had little else on her mind.
Nangong Ye, however, felt pressure like a mountain. The two before