"Has Young Master Gu arrived yet?"
Mu Qingyi's cool voice carried a faint inquiry.
Xiao Mei lifted the door curtain, her lips twitching slightly as she replied, "Y-yes, he's here, but..."
"But what?" Mu Qingyi's expression turned puzzled.
"N-nothing... I’m sure he’ll be fine by the wedding ceremony."
Xiao Mei spoke with difficulty, her heart sinking as the image of the elegant, white-robed gentleman she had imagined completely shattered.
"The auspicious hour has arrived—raise the bridal sedan!"
A loud announcement rang out ahead.
The sound of suona horns filled the air, firecrackers ignited, and the lively atmosphere returned.
In the crowd, Wei Xiang stumbled out, his face pale, his hair disheveled, and his steps unsteady.
Rising on his tiptoes, he gaped at the grand wedding procession and muttered under his breath, "Brother Yi... the procession is here, you— Huh? Where is Brother Yi?"
Wei Xiang looked around in confusion, but An Yi was nowhere to be seen.
"They say the master of Qingluan Pavilion is breathtakingly beautiful, with an enchanting grace that even the foolish second son of the Demonic Sect has been coveting for years."
"Pfft, forget him—what man wouldn’t be tempted? The entire immortal sects know Mu Qingyi’s beauty is peerless. But then again, our Young Sect Leader is just as dashing—truly a match made in heaven."
"Does anyone else feel like our Young Sect Leader looks a bit... off today?"
"Shh! Shut your mouth—do you have a death wish?!"
"Wait... Mu Qingyi?!"
Hearing this, Wei Xiang froze, then urgently grabbed a bystander. "Brother, how is the bride Mu Qingyi?! Wasn’t it supposed to be Shen Muxuan?!"
The middle-aged man gave him a strange look, sniffed the air, and smirked. "You just came from the brothel, didn’t you? That’s Peach Blossom perfume—am I right?"
"Wow, uncle, you’re amazing!" Wei Xiang gasped in admiration.
But he quickly shook his head. "That’s not the point! Who is the bride?!"
Another man, sharp-faced and sly-eyed, raised an eyebrow. "It’s Mu Qingyi, obviously! Are you even from Rong City?"
"It’s really Mu Qingyi?!"
Cold sweat broke out on Wei Xiang’s forehead as he paled. "N-no way! The bride was supposed to be Shen Muxuan! When did it change to Mu Qingyi?!"
"Where’d you hear that? It’s been a month! Shen Muxuan fell ill, but the marriage alliance couldn’t be broken, so the Heavenly Profound Sect’s leader decided Mu Qingyi would take her place!"
At this explanation, Wei Xiang’s face turned green, his body drenched in cold sweat.
"Brother Yi...!"
"This wedding can’t be crashed!"
The joyous sound of suona horns swelled.
A drumming attendant near the carriage happily beat his drum—until a dark hand suddenly yanked him away.
"Ah—!"
A short scream was quickly drowned out by the firecrackers.
Moments later, an unconscious man, stripped down to his undergarments, lay in a narrow alley.
Soon after, a man who looked exactly like the drummer reappeared beside the carriage, leisurely tapping the drum.
This new drummer was none other than An Yi in disguise.
"A miscalculation!"
An Yi’s expression darkened.
He had expected to reach Rong City yesterday, but they had only just arrived now.
Worse, Gu Changfeng had been waiting at the city gates to greet the bridal party.
Now, there was no opening left!
Gritting his teeth, An Yi continued drumming, watching the wedding carriage closely for an opportunity.
Mu Qingyi’s expression grew colder. She lifted her veil slightly, gazing through the carriage window at the bustling, celebratory crowd.
Though she was the bride of the day, her heart was silent—buried under a winter’s worth of ice.
She gazed absentmindedly out the window, lost in thought.
After Young Master Gu welcomed the bride, the wedding carriage became the exclusive domain of the newlywed. Naturally, Xiao Mei could no longer stay inside, so she dismounted and moved to the rear, scattering handfuls of pre-prepared silver coins—auspicious money—along the way.
Not just the children, but even the adults scrambled madly for them!
This was silver, damn it!
The brightly dressed coachman, perched spiritedly atop a second-tier demon beast—a horned horse—wore an expression of smug pride.
Then, a large hand shot out, seized him by the collar, and flung him aside.
By the time he hit the ground, he was left in nothing but his undergarments, unconscious.
A new coachman took his place.
The horned horse sensed something amiss!
As a second-tier demon beast, it possessed a sliver of intelligence and faintly recognized that this wasn’t its master.
Just as it reared its head to let out a haughty neigh, the cold edge of a combat dagger pressed against its neck.
Instantly, the horse fell silent, forcing itself back into step, terrified the blade might slit its artery.
I’m An Yi. I’m here.
Mounted on the horned horse, An Yi cast a glance toward the wedding carriage and murmured.
Hearing his voice, Mu Qingyi shuddered!
An Yi?!
What was he doing here on her wedding day?!
"You—"
Before she could speak, he cut her off.
"Don’t say a word. I’ll get you out of here!"
An Yi spoke urgently, his eyes scanning the surroundings with cold intensity, searching for an opening to escape.
Mu Qingyi’s heart was in turmoil.
Was he… trying to steal the bride?!
But why would he do this?!
Unless…
Her heart pounded like a startled deer, her face flushing scarlet, burning so hot her delicate fingers clenched the hem of her dress.
Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined this roguish, infuriating boy would go to such lengths for her.
Yet, there was no deep affection between them—was there?
And honestly, she didn’t even like him… well, maybe just a little.
But the most critical issue—he was her disciple’s man!
While it wasn’t technically against sect rules for master and disciple to share a husband, it would still invite gossip and scorn.
What should she do?
For the first time, Mu Qingyi felt utterly conflicted, her mind in chaos.
The calm she’d once clung to had completely shattered.
Meanwhile, in the crowd, Wei Xiang was frantic, darting around like an ant on a hot pan, searching for An Yi.
One blink, and damn it—the guy had vanished!
With Rong City packed shoulder-to-shoulder, where the hell was he supposed to look?
"Yi-ge!"
Wei Xiang shouted, but his voice was instantly drowned out by the blaring suona horns.
The wedding procession marched out of Rong City, heading toward the Tianxuan Sect.
Thunk!
At that moment, a broadsword slammed into the ground.
A burly young man with wild black curls and wispy bangs planted one foot on the blade’s spine.
The force of his aura alone sent the horned horses skittering back a few steps.
"Everyone, halt!"
Ning Er’s voice was ice-cold, his domineering presence radiating the unmistakable power of a mid-stage Void Realm cultivator.
The wedding party froze in shock. Who could’ve predicted the Second Young Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect would show up to steal the bride?!
"Ning Er, you fool?!"
Young Master Gu, seated high on his horse, looked down with disdain.
Ning Er’s brows knitted together. "Who the hell is this pig-faced idiot? Get Young Master Gu out here!"
Young Master Gu suppressed his rage. "I am Gu Changfeng. What the hell do you want?!"
Ning Er—
He yanked his broadsword free, slung it over his shoulder, and smirked.
"Nothing much. Just passing by… thought I’d crash a wedding."
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
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."
