102: Chapter 102 Failed to Annul the Engagement, Instead Locked Up! Jiang Yi Forces Herself On!

The moment Lu Chen finished speaking...

Jiang Yi moved—not just a step, but an explosion of speed.

The Xuantian Six Transformations stacked all six layers within a tenth of a breath; her Quasi-Emperor Ninth Stage Peak cultivation shattered its barriers, soaring directly to the Great Emperor Middle Stage.

Simultaneously, Jiang Taixu and Ji Rushuang pressed down their palm prints from above.

The Emperor's Might of two Great Emperor Peaks poured into a twelve-layered Emperor-grade Formation. The Formation roared into life as purple-gold Law patterns cascaded from the sky, transforming into hundreds of purple-gold chains as thick as pythons, accurately locking onto the three hundred and sixty Spiritual Power Nodes on Lu Chen's body.

It wasn't an attack, but a blockade.

The Jiang Family's secret treasure—the God-Locking Chain.

Legend had it that this was a clan-protecting treasure left by the Jiang Family's first generation Great Emperor before his Ascension, specifically forged to seal the spiritual power circulation of Great Emperor-level Cultivators.

The chains themselves possessed no lethality, but they could precisely seal all three hundred and sixty Spiritual Power Nodes of a target, locking the power of a Great Emperor within their body, leaving them unable to exert their strength.

Lu Chen did not use any lethal moves.

It wasn't that he couldn't, but that he didn't dare.

Jiang Yi stood just ten feet before him, clad in a bright red wedding dress and a Black-Gold Phoenix Crown; those phoenix eyes were filled with an obsession she had held for nearly a hundred years.

If he were to throw a punch, Jiang Yi wouldn't be able to withstand it.

In that single breath of hesitation...

The God-Locking Chains arrived.

Hundreds of chains pierced through the Void Realm simultaneously, accurately pinning themselves into the three hundred and sixty Spiritual Power Nodes across Lu Chen's body.

Every chain carried the resonant power of three imperial weapons of the utmost path, overlaid with the Law augmentations of the twelve-layered Emperor-grade Formation.

The Great Emperor spiritual power within Lu Chen's body was instantly frozen.

It hadn't vanished; it was blocked.

He could feel his power still there, surging through his Meridians like a tide, but every exit was locked tight. The spiritual power would hit a node and be bounced back in a continuous cycle, unable to escape.

Lu Chen looked down at the purple-gold lock patterns appearing on his wrists, and his expression changed.

[The God-Locking Chain? The Jiang Family is actually willing to use this thing?]

[While this thing can't seal me forever, it will take at least half an incense stick's time to break.]

[Half an incense stick is enough for Jiang Yi to carry me back thirty times over.]

Jiang Yi was already in front of him.

Her explosive state at the Great Emperor Middle Stage caused her body to radiate a scorching purple-gold light, the hem of her red wedding dress fluttering wildly in the Emperor's Might.

She made no unnecessary movements.

Her right hand reached out, fingers gripping the back of Lu Chen's neck, while her left hand slid under the bend of his knees.

She scooped Lu Chen up in her arms.

A standard princess carry.

The only Great Emperor Peak of this era was being princess-carried by his own fiancée in front of dozens of Jiang Family Supremes and Quasi-Emperors.

The seven Supreme Elders of the Jiang Family were stunned for a breath before Jiang Boyong was the first to react. The wrinkles on his old face bloomed with a smile as he shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Welcome the Son-in-Law!"

Three hundred and sixty Dragon Transformation Realm guards shouted in unison.

"Welcome the Son-in-Law—!"

The four Quasi-Emperors cupped their hands in salute; though their lips were twitching, their voices were orderly.

"Welcome the Son-in-Law!"

Jiang Yang stood at the very front, his Quasi-Emperor Sixth Stage face full of complex emotions, yet he still followed along with a shout.

The wave of sound soared to the heavens, echoing through the Jiang Family's seventy-two heavenly gates.

Lu Chen struggled briefly, only to find the God-Locking Chain was sealed too tightly for his spiritual power to circulate. His Physical Body strength remained, but for a Great Emperor to struggle with brute force would only make the scene look more pathetic.

"Jiang Yi!"

"This is kidnapping a commoner! Let me go!"

Jiang Yi looked down at him.

Her phoenix eyes were brimming with amusement as the tassels from her phoenix crown dangled down, brushing against Lu Chen's face.

"A commoner?"

The corners of her mouth curled up.

"You are a Great Emperor. Where would I find such a commoner?"

Carrying Lu Chen, she walked with long strides, stepping upon purple-gold lotuses as she headed deep into the Jiang Family's main Peak.

Every secondary Peak along the way was draped with red silk lanterns, "Happiness" characters were pasted all over the walls, and the sound of firecrackers began to ring out at some point.

Everything had been prepared long ago.

From the moment Lu Chen left the Yunxiao Holy Land, the Jiang Family had already finished decorating the bridal chamber.

Ye Qingxian was left behind at the original spot, completely petrified.

She had watched with her own eyes as her Revered Master was princess-carried by a woman in a wedding dress and hauled away amidst the cheers of an entire clan.

"Is this the daily life of a Great Emperor?"

She muttered to herself, her twintails remaining motionless.

"I think... I've apprenticed myself to a very unreliable Revered Master."

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In the deepest part of the Jiang Family's main Peak, there was an independent courtyard.

A massive red silk ribbon hung over the courtyard gate, two Dragon-Phoenix Wedding Candles were already lit, and golden-lettered wedding couplets were pasted on both sides of the doorframe.

Left Couplet: A century of pursuing a husband finally fulfilled.

Right Couplet: Tonight's bridal chamber locks the Heavenly Dragon.

Horizontal Scroll: No Escape.

When Lu Chen saw the horizontal scroll, the corners of his mouth twitched three times.

[Who wrote this scroll? Come out and take your beating.]

Jiang Yi kicked the bedroom door open.

The room was covered with red dates, peanuts, longans, and lotus seeds. The silk quilts on the wedding bed were stacked eight layers high, embroidered with Desolate Ancient Dragon-Phoenix Patterns.

She tossed Lu Chen onto the wedding bed.

Lu Chen's back hit the quilts, causing the red dates and peanuts to bounce up and scatter across the floor with a pitter-patter.

Jiang Yi stood before the bed, looking down at him from above.

The bright red wedding dress complemented her peerless face; the tassels on her phoenix crown were still swaying, and the light in her eyes made a chill run down Lu Chen's spine.

The door slammed shut behind her.

Emperor Dao Law Patterns seeped from the door cracks, sealing the entire bridal chamber so tightly that not even water could leak through.

Outside the door, two Great Emperor Peak auras stood guard on either side—Jiang Taixu and Ji Rushuang, two Great Emperors personally acting as door gods.

Ji Rushuang's voice drifted in from outside, sounding cold and detached.

"Daughter, Mother is guarding the door for you. No need to rush, take your time."

Jiang Taixu was silent for two breaths before adding a muffled remark.

"Be a bit gentle, don't collapse the bed."

Lying on the bed, Lu Chen felt thoroughly unwell listening to the "instructions" from his Great Emperor father-in-Law and mother-in-Law outside.

Jiang Yi ignored those outside.

She reached out and removed the Black-Gold Phoenix Crown, her long black hair cascading down like a waterfall over her shoulders.

Then, her hand moved to the collar of her wedding dress.

The first Frog Button was undone.

Her collarbone was revealed, her skin dazzlingly white.

The second Frog Button.

The collar slipped down half an inch.

Lu Chen swallowed hard—not from nervousness, but from a physiological reaction.

"Jiang Yi!"

He propped up his upper body, attempting to sit up, but the purple-gold lock patterns of the God-Locking Chain on his wrists flashed briefly, and his spiritual power remained sealed.

"Even if you obtain my body, you won't obtain my heart!"

Jiang Yi stopped as she was undoing the third button.

She looked down at Lu Chen, her phoenix eyes narrowing.

"Heart?"

She leaned down, her hands bracing against the quilts on either side of Lu Chen. Her hair fell forward, brushing against his cheeks.

The distance between them was less than half an inch.

Her breath carried a faint scent of Ambergris as it puffed against Lu Chen's lips.

"Lu Chen, you're talking to me about heart?"

Her voice was very soft, so soft that only the two of them could hear it.

"I have waited for you for nearly a hundred years. Is that not enough 'heart'?"

The amusement in her eyes vanished, replaced by a suffocating seriousness.

"This seat doesn't care about your heart."

She leaned down and kissed him firmly.

It wasn't a light touch or a brief taste.

Lu Chen's pupils contracted sharply; he nearly had a second physiological reaction.

The pressure coming from her lips was excessively strong.

He tried to turn his head, but Jiang Yi's right hand gripped the back of his head, her fingers digging into his hair, holding him firmly in place.

He tried to push her away, but the God-Locking Chain had sealed his spiritual power. His Physical Body strength, when pushed against Jiang Yi's Great Emperor Middle Stage explosive state, couldn't move her at all.

Three breaths, five breaths, ten breaths.

Jiang Yi pulled her lips away, her forehead resting against his as she took a breath.

Her eyes were filled with a watery mist.

"I'll take the body first."

She straightened up, and the fourth Frog Button was undone.

The collar of the red wedding dress slipped completely down to her elbows.

Lu Chen closed his eyes.

Not in despair, but in resignation to his fate.

[System, save me.]

Inside his mind, the loli voice was silent for three breaths.

Then, a sentence popped out.

[Host, your body is being quite honest.]

[I'm not saving you. I want to watch! I love watching this!]

Inside the room, Jiang Yi's hand had already pressed against the collar of Lu Chen's chest.