The Bride in Wedding Attire

"What!!"

"This is impossible!!"

The Paper-Tying Craftsman and several Immortal Kings exclaimed at the same time.

They were obviously all shocked. To remain completely unscathed after facing a strike from a peak Immortal King—just what kind of terrifying existence was this?!

Could it be someone above the Immortal King realm!?

At this moment, Immortal King Tiandu and the others were almost scared witless, recalling how they had repeatedly spoken disrespectfully to Gu Qingfeng, and Immortal King Tiandu himself had even attacked him.

The Paper-Tying Craftsman's expression flickered, looking somewhat uncertain and alarmed.

"Just who exactly are you!"

"Have you all thought it through?" Gu Qingfeng said indifferently.

Immortal King Tiandu and the others instantly almost wet themselves in fear, hurriedly saying, "Lord Emperor, it was our fault for neglecting your family members. We are willing to offer compensation!"

Now it was completely over. Not only was Gu Qingfeng ignoring the Paper-Tying Craftsman, but even the Immortal Kings had started to ignore him.

It was obvious that they saw Gu Qingfeng's strength as even more unfathomable, so they wanted to give him a proper explanation and settlement.

At the same time, they had their own little calculations. Gu Qingfeng was a living person, after all. He merely wanted to seek justice for his family—what was wrong with that?

Since he wanted an explanation, giving him one would settle it. Who knows, once the misunderstanding was cleared up, Gu Qingfeng might even lead everyone to escape this Yellow Springs Ghost City together?

Facing a living person was always slightly better than facing a ghost god.

It was just a pity that they didn't know: facing a ghost god might mean turning into a ghost god after death—although the form changed, at least they would continue to exist. But facing Gu Qingfeng... they wouldn't even get the chance to become ghosts.

"Jie jie jie... It would have been so much better if you all had this attitude earlier, saving this Emperor the trouble. Speak, how do you plan to compensate? This Emperor's family member died because of you!

Do you know that because he died, this Emperor has to take care of the mess he left behind? Whether it is Immortal Empress Xihe, or his adopted sons and clansmen, this Emperor has to personally attend to all of them."

Seeing everyone start to discuss compensation while completely ignoring him, the Paper-Tying Craftsman was thoroughly enraged.

In his eyes, so what if Gu Qingfeng was strong?

Could he possibly be stronger than his own master?

Filled with anger, he walked directly to the side of the sedan chair and said respectfully, "Master, this old servant is incompetent and cannot deal with this brute. I beseech Master to take action."

"This Palace has not seen such an interesting person in a long time, giggle..."

A chilling, light chuckle drifted out from the large red bridal sedan chair.

It was the playful chuckle of a young girl, but for some unknown reason, everyone who heard it felt as if they had plunged into the Avici Hell, with countless terrifying illusions appearing before their eyes.

The conversation between the Immortal Kings and Gu Qingfeng came to an abrupt halt.

The next moment, a snow-white jade hand slowly reached out from the sedan curtain, gently lifted it, and a breathtakingly beautiful woman stepped out. She was dressed in a bright red bridal gown, wearing a phoenix coronet and a cape of glowing clouds.

This woman was stunningly beautiful. Every part of her seemed meticulously carved by the heavens; there was not a single flaw.

The only imperfection was that her skin had not a trace of color; it possessed only an endless pallor, as pale as snow.

The moment the woman in the bridal gown appeared, Gu Qingfeng turned around, no longer paying any attention to the Immortal Kings.

After all, who could refuse a snow-white lady?

Gu Qingfeng looked at the woman in the bridal gown, feeling a burning heat in his heart. He had dual-cultivated with many peerless beauties, and those beauties were all very fair, but none were as pale as the woman before him.

He had never enjoyed such a snow-white beauty before; this could be considered a unique trait.

With his current standards, it wasn't enough for a woman to just be beautiful; she had to have unique characteristics.

This woman in the bridal gown definitely counted as having unique characteristics.

As the woman in the bridal gown slowly walked toward the crowd, a miraculous scene occurred.

A rain of Equinox Flowers began to fall from the sky. Beautiful Equinox Flowers descended from above, and guided by some invisible force, they gathered beneath the woman's delicate red embroidered shoes to form a path.

It was like a path leading to the other shore, shimmering with a brilliant, dreamlike light, like the radiance that ferries the souls of the dead, dispelling the surrounding gloom.

She slowly walked up to the crowd, and the Immortal Kings didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

This was because they sensed an inexplicable aura from the woman in the bridal gown. This aura was profoundly mysterious and ethereal, yet it gave off a supreme feeling of transcending all living beings. It was an aura above the Immortal King realm!!

Gu Qingfeng stared straight at her, feeling increasingly satisfied. This chick isn't bad, just like a model, she even knows how to walk a runway.

"You are very special," the woman in the bridal gown said indifferently to Gu Qingfeng.

Gu Qingfeng returned a smile. "Jie jie jie... What a snow-fleshed beauty. It truly wasn't in vain for this Emperor to take a trip to this Yellow Springs Ghost City. To think that there would be such a harvest in this remote backwater!"

The woman in the bridal gown furrowed her brows slightly. Just as she was about to speak, a hesitant and surprised female voice rang out from the side.

"Sister!?"

The one speaking was none other than Yan Lingyu. Her tone carried pleasant surprise, but at the same time, a bit of uncertainty.

As if she couldn't quite believe that the person before her was her sister.

The woman in the bridal gown looked at Yan Lingyu, her gaze extremely calm, as if looking at a stranger.

"I am not your sister."

Yan Lingyu's expression instantly became agitated. "It's impossible for me to recognize you incorrectly! You are my sister, Yan Lingxue!

Sister, what exactly happened to you? Why won't you acknowledge me? I am your younger sister, Lingyu!"

The woman in the bridal gown's gaze remained calm. "Your sister is me, but I am not your sister."

Yan Lingyu blanked, obviously not understanding what she meant.

Gu Qingfeng didn't know why either, but after hearing this sentence, his hands felt itchy, and he really wanted to smack the backside of this snow-fleshed beauty.

"Sister, what exactly do you mean by this? Were you possessed by a ghost god? A hundred years ago you left without saying goodbye. Do you know how long I've looked for you, you..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by the woman in the bridal gown. "Your sister is merely my reincarnation. I have awakened the memories of my previous life, so the current me is equivalent to your sister's past life."

"P-past life!?" Yan Lingyu's delicate little face paled at a visible rate.

"Then what about my sister?"

"Your sister's cultivation was too weak. After awakening the memories of her past life, she naturally lost her sense of self. Now, this body is controlled by me."

Yan Lingyu looked at the woman before her who was both familiar and strange, an unprovoked wave of despair rising in her heart. She never thought that her bitter search of many years would end up yielding such a result.

"Wu wu wu... Give my sister back! Give her back!" Yan Lingyu broke down crying.

The woman in the bridal gown, who was Yan Lingxue, furrowed her brows slightly, seemingly disliking Yan Lingyu's unreasonable behavior.

She said calmly, "Your sister cannot come back. However, considering that you are the younger sister of this body, this Palace can give you a chance to leave alive. Go."

"I won't go! I want my sister!"

Yan Lingyu cried out. At this moment, she seemed to think of something and turned her gaze toward Gu Qingfeng, clearly viewing him as her only lifeline.

"Senior Gu, I beg you, please save my sister. Your strength is profound, you definitely have a way, right?"

In moments of profound despair, people will frantically grasp at any straw for salvation, completely disregarding whether the one they are begging is a devil.

"Heh heh heh... what a melodramatic soap opera. This Emperor couldn't care less about the petty drama between you sisters. However, Yan Lingxue, you will take on the role of the older sister," Gu Qingfeng sneered maliciously.

Yan Lingxue's gaze turned icy. "Oh? Someone like you would actually stick your neck out for another?"

Even though she had only met Gu Qingfeng today, she knew very well that a man like him—no, a demon like him—was hardly the type to care about a woman. Because of this, she was genuinely surprised.

"Heh heh heh... you misunderstand. This Emperor simply has a fondness for collecting beautiful sister flowers."