Three years after the final battle, the Ten Thousand Realms Apartment had been fully transformed into a wedding venue.
Pure white flower petals carpeted the path leading to the main stage, while lanterns from countless different worlds hung in the air, swaying gently in the soft morning breeze.
Ye Chuan had originally thought the wedding didn't need to be overly elaborate, but Luo Xi pulled out a process checklist spanning more than a dozen pages, and Bai Qianshuang quietly added two more pages to it.
Great. It looked like the groom was the one with the least say in everything today.
Lan Xiaoke walked ahead in her bridesmaid dress, the flower basket in her hands half-filled with petals, with the other half of the space stuffed full of candies.
"Where did all the petals go?" Ye Yue whispered a question.
"I already scattered 'em all," Lan Xiaoke puffed out her cheeks, though there was still most of the path left ahead of her, making it obvious that she had quietly replaced the rest of the petals with snacks.
"Big Sis Xiaoke, slow down a little," Ye Yue had no choice but to follow behind her, helping to spread out extra petals while nervously reminding Lan Xiaoke to watch her step.
Lilith sat next to the main stage, and now that she was in fully charged mode, she had taken the form of the curvaceous Great Witch. She crossed her arms and watched the whole scene unfold. "Hmph... total chaos."
"Come on, Old Ancestor, it's our big happy day today," Ye Chuan said with a laugh.
"I'm just stating the facts," Lilith retorted.
Right after Lilith finished speaking, Lan Xiaoke stepped on the hem of her dress, stumbled forward, and crashed straight into Ye Chuan's chest with her entire basket in tow.
Candies from the full basket spilled all over the ground. Lan Xiaoke stayed still, draped over Ye Chuan's chest for a few seconds, then quickly grabbed two pieces and stuffed them into her own pocket.
"This isn't stealing! I found them first, so they're mine!"
Laughter burst out all around them, and the originally slightly tense atmosphere instantly lightened up completely.
Ye Chuan set Lan Xiaoke back down on her feet. When he lifted his head, he saw Bai Qianshuang and Luo Xi walking out of the apartment building.
Bai Qianshuang wore a simple white wedding dress, her long hair styled up in a bun, her cool, serene face looking especially soft and quiet under the bridal veil.
Luo Xi's wedding dress was decorated with delicate pale blue accents. She held Bai Qianshuang's arm, and the moment she stepped out the door, she winked playfully at Ye Chuan.
Ye Chuan stared at them for a long while.
Luo Xi walked right up to him and waved a hand in front of his face, unable to hold back a smile. "Chuan Chuan, are you stunned?"
"Mm-hmm," he admitted.
The teasing line Luo Xi had prepared got stuck in her throat, and her ears flushed a little. "Why are you being so straightforward all of a sudden?"
Bai Qianshuang stood on his other side, gazing at Ye Chuan quietly. After a moment, she asked softly, "Do we look nice?"
"So nice," Ye Chuan said.
Bai Qianshuang nodded gently, a faint, soft smile tugging at the corner of her lips, then she took the initiative to rest her hand in Ye Chuan's palm.
"Ye Chuan, do you swear to care for them and respect them through all the long years ahead?"
"I do."
Lilith turned to the two brides. "And do you both swear to live side by side with this troublesome fellow, and put up with his occasional silly, unplanned antics?"
Luo Xi couldn't help snickering. "Old Ancestor, did you secretly rewrite the lines?"
"I thought this version was far more accurate," Lilith said.
Bai Qianshuang didn't pay any mind to the changed script. Her eyes never left Ye Chuan as she spoke, her tone steady and earnest. "I do."
Luo Xi laced her fingers through Ye Chuan's, her eyes crinkling into beautiful crescent shapes. "You can't go back on your word later, Chuan Chuan. I do, too."
Ye Chuan slipped the wedding rings onto both their fingers. Each ring carried a faint trace of his own aura. When the two rings brushed against each other, countless bright lights lit up across the entire Ten Thousand Realms Apartment, and the passageways connecting to every other world all glowed in response at the same time.
Lilith closed the ceremony booklet in her hands. "You may kiss the brides now."
Luo Xi leaned up on her toes on her own, while Bai Qianshuang, ears flushed red, moved in close to Ye Chuan. Their three shadows slowly merged together beneath the shower of falling flower petals.
Lan Xiaoke, squatting off to the side, finished her last candy. When she noticed everyone around her was still cheering and clapping, she quickly joined in, clapping her hands as hard as she could.
"Is the ceremony done yet?"
"It's done."
"Great, can we eat now?!"
Another round of warm laughter rippled through the crowd. Ye Chuan took Bai Qianshuang and Luo Xi by the hands and walked toward the banquet tables. On this day, the Ten Thousand Realms Apartment welcomed the liveliest, most joyous moment in its history.
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s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
