Chapter 63 (continued)

Shan Heyuan was moved and stared blankly at Shen Duheng, unsure of what to say.

Shen Duheng, not hearing his response, grew nervous. "You're unwilling?"

"No, no, no, I'd love to," Shan Heyuan said, as if waking from a dream. "I just didn't expect you to say this to me at this time."

Shen Duheng knelt on one knee and took out a box from his storage ring. "I heard you say that people in your area always use rings when proposing. I prepared one a long time ago and have been looking for an opportunity to put it on your finger."

As Shen Duheng spoke, he took Shan Heyuan's hand and gently placed the box in his hand.

Shan Heyuan held Shen Duheng's hand as she opened the box, inside which were two silver rings.

Shen Duheng: "I found this space stone a long time ago and crafted it myself. I engraved a space array inside. It's my first time making one, so it's not perfect. I hope you won't mind."

Shen Duheng's words were so sincere that they lacked any of the dignity of the former sect leader of Fengjian Sword Reverence Sect and Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator.

Shan Heyuan gently knelt down on one knee, looked into his eyes, took out the rings inside, put one on Shen Duheng's ring finger, and put the other on his own ring finger.

Shan Heyuan held Shen Duheng's hand tightly. "I am so happy to receive such a ring. I do. I am willing to be your life partner, until death do us part."

Shan Heyuan looked at Shen Duheng, at his deep eyes, his high nose, and the smile on his face.

Finally, Shan Heyuan opened his arms and gave Shen Duheng a warm and powerful hug.

When two people are to get married, it is natural that their relatives and friends must witness it.

They've been living in seclusion here, unable to contact any of their former relatives and friends, but they can invite the friends they've made here over.

Shan Heyuan felt a little embarrassed. He had told his friends that he and Shen Duheng were like brothers, but he never expected that they would be getting married now.

My friends, however, expressed their understanding:

Everyone has their own unique circumstances.

"It must have been very difficult for you two to leave your hometown. It's wonderful that you're getting married."

"We cultivators don't concern ourselves with those formalities. As long as you've bowed to heaven and earth and sworn an oath to your heart, you can get married."

Local wedding ceremonies are relatively simple.

Neither of them intended to hold a large celebration.

So the two of them had someone calculate an auspicious date and spent a lot of money hiring a professional assistant to organize their wedding banquet.

This was just a small banquet, with only seventy-two people in total.

These were all friends Shan Heyuan had met after arriving in Youcheng City. None of Shen Duheng's friends came; instead, his assistant, who had been hiding behind the scenes, did.

Shen Duheng introduced Shan Heyuan: "This is Zhuo Zheng, who has been helping me with many things lately. I owe him a lot of credit for this."

Zhuo Zheng quickly replied, "Sect Master, you're too kind. It's what I should do."

Shan Heyuan greeted Zhuo Zheng and exclaimed, "You're really amazing! You managed to do so much under such heavy defense."

Zhuo Zheng laughed, "No, it's mainly because the sect leader left behind capable people and abundant resources, which is why we were able to do things so smoothly."

Shan Heyuan sincerely thanked Zhuo Zheng.

At the wedding banquet, Zhuo Zheng was seated at the head table.

Zhuo Zheng looked at the seat he was sitting in, and his expression was one of surprise and delight.

Besides Zhuo Zheng, Master Kucheng was also seated at the main table.

They invited fewer people to this banquet, Master Kucheng was considered half their matchmaker, so naturally they had to treat him to a high standard.

Master Kucheng didn't stand on ceremony at all, smiling as he handed his gift to the registration desk at the entrance. He then introduced his partner to Shan Heyuan and Shen Duheng: "This is my partner, Gong Lie. I'd been wanting to have dinner with you guys for a while, but I never expected to meet you formally on this occasion."

Gong Lie had high eyebrows and deep-set eyes, and his appearance possessed a handsome quality with a distinctly exotic charm.

He stood guard beside Master Kucheng, saying little but with sharp eyes. Upon hearing his partner's introduction, he nodded slightly to indicate that he knew him.

Shan Heyuan didn't mind his attitude.

Given Gong Lie's current cultivation level and status, to unsuspecting outsiders, his attendance at their wedding banquet would be a great honor for them, so naturally they would have no reason to complain.

The wedding banquet was small in scale but no less exquisite.

Shan Heyuan and his group may not have much else, but they have plenty of Spirit Stone, and they also have many ways to earn Spirit Stone.

Their wedding banquet, a once-in-a-lifetime event, was naturally not to be taken lightly.

They hired the best emcee in Youcheng City, and also spent a lot of money to hire a team. They even booked the wedding banquet at the most expensive restaurant in Youcheng City.

On their wedding day, the couple, dressed in exquisite red wedding attire, stood at the entrance to greet guests.

Following their instructions, the restaurant manager decorated the entire restaurant in a very exquisite and grand manner.

They stood at the hotel entrance, like a painting.

Let alone friends, even strangers passing by would take a second look, wondering which powerful Rogue Cultivator was holding a wedding banquet here.

Upon discovering that they were actually two Foundation Establishment cultivators, they marveled at their wealth.

With enough Spirit Stone, their wedding banquet went smoothly.

The guests and hosts enjoyed themselves immensely.

Heavenly Dao bestows blessings.

After the wedding banquet ended, Shan Heyuan and Shen Duheng flew back to the manor on their swords. Master Kucheng secretly sent a telepathic message to Shan Heyuan, specifically reminding him to check the gifts they had given him when he got home.

A bad feeling welled up in Shan Heyuan's heart.

As soon as he got home, he opened the bag to take a look and found that it contained a large bag of ointment, the kind specially made from Spirit Plant.

Judging from the number, Master Kucheng must have extraordinary expectations for them.

Shan Heyuan watched with unusual tension.

On their wedding night, the couple sat on the bed in their wedding attire, both feeling nervous.

Shan Heyuan swallowed hard and said to Shen Duheng, "How about we turn off the Spirit Artifact lamp?"

Shen Duheng: "Bu Xi, look at you."

Shen Duheng gently placed his hand below Shan Heyuan's Adam's apple and removed the first layer of clothing from him.

Shan Heyuan reached out and grabbed Shen Duheng's sleeve, but did not resist.

Despite it being their first time, the two had anticipated their positions.

The weather wasn't cold, and as she took off her clothes one by one, Shan Heyuan's fair and slender body tensed up, revealing beautiful muscle definition.

Shen Duheng his head and gently kissed him, then continued downwards.

He felt the air suddenly become hot.

He didn't remember anything after that.

All he remembered was that the ointment Master Kucheng gave him was very effective, making him feel as if he were surfing, repeatedly reaching the crest of a wave and lingering there for a long time.

Shan Heyuan's eyes were red, his face was red, and his chest was red.

His slender fingers gripped the newly made brocade quilt tightly, almost convulsing.

Shan Heyuan didn't know how long he had slept. When he woke up, his first sensation was that his nose was filled with a subtle scent.

He opened his eyes; sunlight streamed in through the window, falling on the furnishings of the house.

Shen Duheng sat on the edge of the bed, wearing only pants and shirtless. The sunlight reflected off him, illuminating the strange marks on his body.

Looking at these marks, Shan Heyuan felt a blush creep up her face.

He silently withdrew his gaze, shielding his eyes with his long, slender hands, and sighed involuntarily—how thrilling.

With the same body structure, Shen Duheng's body is so beautiful.

I never get tired of looking at it.

Just as Shan Heyuan was trying to deceive himself by covering his eyes with his hands, Shen Duheng reached out and gently touched his forehead. "You don't have a fever."

Shan Heyuan covered his eyes with his hands, refusing to face reality, his voice weak and feeble. "I'm already a cultivator, how could I possibly have a fever?"

Shen Duheng said tactfully, "I'm also a cultivator. It's normal to have a fever if the item is inside."

Shan Heyuan covered her eyes even tighter. "No, I know what I'm doing."

Shen Duheng: "How do you feel? Has the quality of your Metal Spirit Root improved?"