Grand Wedding (The Grand Finale)

As time flowed by, seven years turned into another seven.

Jiang Che's seven-year cycles were perfectly timed. Every time Ji Qingyi was on the verge of truly darkening into a full-blown yandere, he would automatically wipe her memories clean.

As cruel as it seemed, it was Jiang Che’s only option—the one way to both keep Ji Qingyi alive and spare her from unbearable suffering.

In truth, Jiang Che could have brainwashed her into a docile wife who knew only pleasure, but he still had a shred of conscience. Just a shred.

As for Jiang Che’s own life, it was simple and monotonous. He traveled through countless realms with his wives by his side.

During his free time, he would often take the girls on "side quests."

These side quests meant creating an isolated parallel world where Jiang Che and one of the women from his harem could grow old together, a peaceful lifetime of companionship till death.

After all, Mr. Jiang was incredibly unfaithful, and the girls all harbored some resentment deep down. But because of his standing, none of them dared voice their feelings.

Jiang Che’s clever solution perfectly resolved this issue. Time had already ceased to be a constraint for him. He had eternity to spare.

Take Ye Mengyao, for example. Jiang Che brought her to a parallel dimension of Earth, an ordinary urban world without ancient beings or cultivators. There, Ye Mengyao remained the lofty heiress of the Ye family. The two entered an arranged marriage and walked down the aisle, but without their eternal youth.

Jiang Che got to witness Ye Mengyao in her full form—graceful girl turning frosty CEO. Meanwhile, he became the quintessential househusband, officially earning the title of "The Number One Soft Rice King of the Capital." He truly lived off her goodwill.

In that world, they grew old together, living until death reclaimed them. And then, their spirits returned to their true bodies.

It wasn’t just Ye Mengyao. All the other girls got the same treatment.

Chen Ningshuang, for instance—Jiang Che crafted for her an authentic martial arts world, a cross-fanfiction universe blending the works of Jin Yong and Gu Long. There, they became a legendary couple, a pair of immortals celebrated across the land.

Yu Wan'er, Gu Lingfei, and the others—Jiang Che brought each one on side quests now and then, letting them enjoy their perfect two-person worlds.

Jiang Che was only one man, with no clones, yet he still managed to give every single girl the care and attention she deserved. A man as dedicated as him was rare.

...

Worth mentioning: Yu Wan'er gave birth to Jiang Che’s first child.

No—actually—she had the second one too.

Yu Wan'er sat at the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the two chubby infants she had just delivered. She almost felt ridiculous.

How had her slim body managed to bear two children?

Both babies were carved from jade—delicate and impossibly cute. And they didn't appear to have any extraordinary constitutions.

But considering whose children they were—being Jiang Che’s kids meant there was no way they’d be ordinary.

"Jiang… Jiang Che… I just realized something really awkward," Yu Wan'er said.

She picked up the baby on her left. Even newborns born with celestial grace didn't instantly start talking right away, but they could open their eyes and gaze curiously at the world around them.

"Yeah, what’s wrong?"

Jiang Che leaned in and picked up the other bundle. This one was a baby boy.

"I—" Yu Wan'er blushed deeply. "I… I think you should feed them beast milk instead?"

Jiang Che was speechless.

The other girls burst out laughing at her predicament.

Almost all of them had gathered. After all, Yu Wan'er had just given birth to Jiang Che’s firstborns.

"No need," a voice suddenly cut in.

Gu Lingfei stepped forward slowly, her gaze wandering and her belly already round with her own child.

"Ah..."

Yu Wan'er immediately understood what Gu Lingfei meant, but she still felt heat rising to her cheeks.

She was the mother of these babies, and yet, right then...

Jiang Che rubbed his temples, already imagining the inevitable future— grandchildren everywhere.

"Hehe, Sister Wan’er, you just gave birth. Let me—your third aunt—hold the baby first!"

Qin Qiaoqiao snatched the baby from Yu Wan'er’s arms, cooing and playing with her.

Yu Wan'er hadn’t even gotten to hold her own baby for long before it was whisked away by the other girls.

...

Because of his Eternal Eon Physique, Jiang Che’s children grew at an excruciatingly slow rate. Ten thousand years equaled one human year.

Did having many babies become a bother? Jiang Che says he doesn’t have that problem at all.

He always had plenty of people around him to raise the children, not to mention the maidservants eagerly waiting to climb the ranks.

After Yu Wan'er gave birth, Jiang Che threw a grand wedding for her. Invitations were sent across the myriad worlds.

The strongest beings from countless realms now knew Jiang Che’s name. For that one wedding, over a trillion guests arrived. Most of them were pinnacle existences, on par with the Supreme Immortal Emperors who had merged with the Dao in the Nine Heavens.

But being a Supreme Immortal Emperor was now merely the entry requirement for an audience with Mr. Jiang.

From that wedding, Jiang Che collected unimaginable gifts.

But before any of the guests could leave, the next celebration rolled in—the babies’ first-month banquet. Another feast, more gifts piled up.

And then came more. One after another, Jiang Che hosted weddings for every single one of his women, overdue but perfectly announced.

...

"Burp~ Wh-what?! Realm Master Jiang is preparing yet another wedding?"

A handsome young man from within the feast table squinted in disbelief.

"Kid... just stay right here like me. Good food, good wine, keep eating, yeah..." An old man patted his shoulder.

"I’ve already spent every last coin I have!" the youth exclaimed, utterly defeated.

He was once the unparalleled Dark Archmage of the Magic Grand World, a master of all magic, a being who could shatter massive realms with a single spell. Arrogant, him. He had longed to reach the next level. And then fate came in the form of a paper slip from beyond the heavens—a wedding invitation from Realm Master Jiang.

The aura on that slip nearly made him kneel. So he hopped on the teleportation array and came to the feast.

And then he saw the scene—the crowd of existence just as powerful as him.

Someone called Jiang Che “Realm Master,” and the title just stuck. Should he become Master of All Realms? Fine, why not.

After attending ten banquets and exhausting every stashed coin as a gift, he was completely broke.

"Brother..." the old man sloshed his wine and smirked. "Look, Realm Master Jiang doesn’t care about your little offering. I've freeloaded for countless treats and nothing happened. He’s not gonna kick you out just because you stretched your wallet."

The next moment, the old man—barely after opening his virtuous, devious mouth—vanished instantly. He was tossed right back to his own realm.

The Little Archmage fell into stunned silence.

He might as well just go back to his original world to find more treasures. After all, judging by the look of things… Realm Master Jiang certainly has no shortage of women—probably at least a few dozen more wedding banquets to go.

But credit where credit’s due: the feast was truly delicious. It felt like it touched the soul. Completely worth it!

Of course it was delicious. Jiang Che had transferred the essence of the Dao of Food to Immortal Chef Hua, and even mass-produced hundreds of supreme immortal chefs, all of them fused with the Dao of Food, to prepare the meals.

They were the ultimate workers.

……

Wedding banquet after wedding banquet, they finally finished marrying off the girls… Then Shen Yu got pregnant and gave birth—a little girl with an innate Dao body. Jiang Che was utterly besotted.

Shen Yu, once a silent, emotionless girl with no words, no heart, no expression, had now developed maternal instincts. She was still a bit wooden, but at least she had started to love Jiang Che.

Then came Gu Lingfei. Gu Lingfei gave birth to a chubby little boy, whom Jiang Che named Jiang Ling.

When it came to naming the children, Jiang Che was very particular. He didn’t bother with fancy tricks—he simply used his surname and the mother’s name.

For example, Yu Wan’er’s twins: the boy was called Jiang Yu, the girl Jiang Wan.

Of course, this was just Jiang Che taking the easy way out. Some of the other children had slightly more thought-out names.

Gu Lingfei’s pregnancy wasn’t long—just over five hundred years—but the twins born to Yu Wan’er were both raised by her hand.

Fortunately, after a few years of nursing, they all switched to immortal fruits.

There was also the little catgirl, Huang Doufen. Though her true form was a small orange tabby, she wasn’t as prolific as a regular cat—no litters of seven or eight. She had just one child, a daughter, and her maternal instincts were off the charts. She stayed by the baby’s side every day, occasionally licking her little face with her tongue. She didn’t know how to raise the baby, so her catgirl sister Su Mianmian helped her.

The daughter Huang Doufen gave birth to was named by herself: Jiang Doudou.

To be honest, Jiang Che was speechless when he heard it.

But hey, Doudou was fine. A simple name makes for an easy life.

Ye Mengyao, Bai Jie, Di Zhao, and others gradually gave birth as well. Especially Di Zhao—when she gave birth, heavenly light blazed, strange phenomena arose, and it was terrifyingly spectacular.

The baby she bore was transcendent from birth—born with a fate of transcendence!

Then Little Tianchan, Yunya, and the others didn’t waste any time either…

Jia Ling’er and Jia Mengluo both gave birth on the same day.

Of course, many girls had not yet conceived, but Jiang Che gave them all enough companionship. If they wanted to get pregnant in the future, it was just a matter of asking.

Take Wang Yanran, for example. That little policewoman still had an unfinished dream. Jiang Che directly created a world for just the two of them: the love and hatred of an aloof policewoman and a high-IQ criminal—with Jiang Che playing the highly intelligent criminal.

For the three sisters Xiao Sisi, Xiao An’an, and Xiao Wanwan, Jiang Che also gave them the chance to fulfill their dreams, creating a world of entertainment, where they climbed step by step to the top of the entertainment industry.

Even Mo Lianxing got pregnant. She walked with a big belly to meet her former little apprentice, Jiang Ruoxu. But Jiang Ruoxu’s face had grown thick to the extreme—each time he called her “sister-in-law” and “dear big sister.”

They say when one person attains immortality, even their chickens and dogs rise to heaven. Jiang Ruoxu had been flattering Jiang Che all along. For this little brother who had followed him since the mortal world, how could Jiang Che not promote him?

He directly promoted him to a transcendent being!

…

Through the endless, far-reaching ages, Jiang Che never grew weary.

Even the strongest can falter under the erosion of time; desire itself fades with the passage of years.

But not Jiang Che!

Right now, for instance, Jiang Che had “accidentally wandered” into the sacred land of the “Buddhist Realm.”

A little novice nun in pristine white sat cross-legged on a lotus platform, staring wide-eyed in anger at Jiang Che. She had no idea why a man in boxer shorts had appeared in the Buddhist sacred land.

“Ahem… Don’t be alarmed, Bodhisattva. I, a humble Taoist wanderer, have stumbled here by chance. May I ask your esteemed surname?”

(The End)

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