421: Chapter 421 Time Flies! The Overbearing Dowry of the Lord of All Heavens

Time flows on, and the galaxy turns.

Many years have passed since that world-shaking war that shattered the God and Nether Races and established the Xu Family as the sole hegemon of the All Heavens.

The Xu Family is no longer limited to a corner of the Central Prefecture. Hundreds of fertile, top-tier Star Domains were forcibly seized by great Divine Abilities and pieced together into a vast, boundless supercontinent.

The dense Creation Spiritual Qi here has transformed into physical waterfalls, cascading down from floating immortal mountains.

"Great Treasure! Stop right there! That's the Pure-blooded White Tiger your Grandpa Li just sent over; it's not a dog for you to ride!"

A crisp, delicate shout rang out across the vast white jade plaza.

A ten-year-old boy wearing a bright yellow bellyband was seen riding on the back of a majestic Primordial White Tiger, leading a dense crowd of younger brothers and sisters—some of whom were still toddlers—as they rampaged across the plaza.

Behind him, several Dao-protecting Elders of the Great Saint Realm chased after them, sweating profusely, fearing these little ancestors might bump or bruise themselves.

These little prodigies, gifted with extraordinary talent and born amidst various celestial phenomena, were the fruitful results of the Xu Family's "many children, many blessings" strategy over these long years.

At this moment, inside the Imperial Garden at the highest point of the Di Prefecture.

The warm breeze was intoxicating, and a hundred flowers bloomed in competition.

Xu Chen, dressed in loose black casual robes, leaned lazily against a large soft couch carved from ten-thousand-year-old warm jade.

Compared to the sharp-edged Young Lord of his youth, Xu Chen, who had now reached the Peak of the Emperor Realm, possessed a depth and composure like a deep pool or a towering mountain, having shed all superficiality.

Even as he reclined there casually, the pressure of the Lord of All Heavens emanating from him still caused the surrounding space to distort slightly.

"These little Devil Kings are truly becoming more and more lawless."

Su Qingge walked gracefully to the couch, carrying a plate of peeled top-grade Immortal Jade Grapes.

This dignified and gentle beauty had also attained the Emperor Realm. Time had not left a single mark on her face; instead, it added a mature charm befitting a mother of the world.

Xu Chen reached out and pulled Su Qingge's lithe body into his arms.

Su Qingge let out a soft cry, her cheeks reddening slightly, but she didn't struggle. She leaned obediently against Xu Chen's broad chest and fed a peeled grape into his mouth.

"They're just kids; being lively is a good thing," Xu Chen said, enjoying the feeding while restlessly stroking her slender waist. "Besides, with my, Xu Chen's, Bloodline, even if they poke a hole in the heavens, I will patch it up for them."

"Husband, you only know how to spoil them."

A soft, coquettish huff came from a nearby pavilion.

Luo Hongyi, dressed in a fiery red dress, leaned against the railing, playing with a Demonic Blade that emitted terrifying fluctuations. This former Empress of the Demonic Sect still maintained her fiery and tsundere personality.

"Look at your eldest son. He's led my twins astray; all they do all day is raid the nests of ancient Divine Beasts. Where is the dignity of a Demonic Sect prince?"

"Sister Hongyi, that's not right."

Gong Yu, who was playing the zither nearby, stopped her movements. Her clear eyes twinkled as she laughed softly. "The children being close shows harmony among siblings. If they were solemn all day, Husband would be the one with a headache."

"Exactly, exactly." The quirky Princess Wu Weiyang popped out from nowhere and flopped onto Xu Chen's back, wrapping her arms around his neck. She said with a giggle, "Our home is much more fun. At the Great Wu Empire, they look at memorials every day; it's boring to death."

Looking at his wives, each with their own unique beauty and Peak elegance, a sense of indescribable satisfaction welled up in Xu Chen's heart.

Bai Ningbing and Lin Qingxue were sparring with swords in the distance, their Sword Qi slicing falling peach blossoms into perfect threads. Shang Qingdai, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, was pulling Ye Jiayin, the ancient Demon Venerable, to seriously study the profit margins for Demon Race specialties in the Myriad Realms Chamber of Commerce. Long Aoxue and Feng Jiuyou were on the other side, arguing whether the Dragon Clan's Physical Body was stronger or the Divine Phoenix's recovery ability was superior.

Over twenty stunning beauties gathered in this Imperial Garden, yet they were surprisingly harmonious.

Xu Chen looked around, took a deep breath of the air scented with a hundred flowers, and suddenly clapped his hands.

The crisp applause wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every confidante present.

The women all stopped what they were doing and turned their gaze toward Xu Chen on the soft couch.

Xu Chen stood up with Su Qingge's support and slowly walked down the jade steps into the midst of the women.

He first reached out to pull in Luo Hongyi, who was still fiddling with her Demonic Blade, and planted a heavy kiss on her succulent red lips, making her face flush like a peach blossom as she gave him an annoyed glare.

Next, he walked over to Shang Qingdai and flicked her pert nose before giving the shy Gong Yu and the cool Bai Ningbing a hug.

Xu Chen moved through the "flowers" like this, giving each wife an intimate hug and moment of tenderness. His purple-gold eyes were filled with an inseparable tenderness.

"What's wrong with Husband today? Do you have something on your mind?" Ye Qingwu tucked a stray hair behind her ear. As his mature and charming Revered Master, she keenly sensed Xu Chen's solemn attitude.

Xu Chen stopped and stood back in the center of the group, his expression becoming solemn and serious.

"All these years, I, Xu Chen, have led you through countless battles, suppressing restricted areas and trampling the God and Nether Races. You have borne children for me and managed the Xu Family's internal affairs, giving your all."

Xu Chen's voice was deep and mellow, carrying an unquestionable firmness.

"The territory of the All Heavens and Myriad Realms, I have conquered."

"The foundation of the number one Family in the world, we have built."

"But all this time, I have owed you one thing."

Hearing this, the eyes of Su Qingge, Wu Mingkong, and the others flickered as if they had guessed something, and their breathing became somewhat hurried.

Xu Chen stood with his hands behind his back. At this moment, the pressure of the Peak Emperor Realm was not restrained but transformed into an overbearing aura that looked down upon the world, soaring straight into the heavens.

"Back then, when Qingge married me, although I gave the Tai Chu Holy Land face, the Xu Family had not yet unified the Myriad Realms. For Hongyi, Liuli, Wan'er, and the rest of you, some didn't even have a formal ceremony before following me wholeheartedly."

Xu Chen looked at those beautiful eyes that were gradually misting over and said decisively:

"Now, the world is at peace."

"I, Xu Chen, will hold a grand wedding of the century for all of you that will shake the heavens!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire Imperial Garden fell silent.

A breeze blew past, scattering flower petals everywhere.

"Husband..."

Even the usually resilient Lin Qingxue had crystalline tears shimmering in her eyes. For top female Cultivators like them, status might not be a necessity on the path of cultivation.

But before the man they loved, who wouldn't long to wear a phoenix coronet and robes, and openly receive the congratulations of all living beings in the Myriad Realms?

"For this grand wedding, I want the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, and every notable orthodoxy, to come and witness it!"

Xu Chen took a step forward, pulling Su Qingge and Wu Mingkong into his arms again, his gaze resolute.

"I want the All Heavens and Myriad Realms to see clearly that you are my, Xu Chen's, lawfully wedded wives for all eternity. If anyone dares to show the slightest disrespect, this Emperor will overturn their orthodoxy!"

Shang Qingdai took off her gold-rimmed glasses and quietly wiped the corners of her eyes, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Luo Hongyi threw herself directly into Xu Chen's arms and bit his shoulder, her voice choked with emotion. "At least you, heartless man, still have some heart. If the spectacle isn't big enough, I won't let you off."

"Don't worry, it will be so grand it exceeds your imagination."

Xu Chen laughed out loud, his chest vibrating.

"Where is the Grand Elder!"

Accompanied by Xu Chen's thunderous shout.

Outside the Imperial Garden, a figure flashed into existence as if teleporting.

The Xu Family's head butler, the Grand Elder who had also stepped into the Emperor Realm, knelt on one knee with a glowing face and high spirits. He cupped his fists, his voice so loud it seemed capable of shattering stars.

"This old man is here! I await the Emperor's command!"

This Elder, who used to run around the world with betrothal gift lists like a matchmaker, now had a fervor in his eyes that almost turned into physical flames. In these years of peace, the items in the Family treasury were almost molding from disuse; he had long looked forward to such an opportunity to show his skills.

"Go open the treasury."

With a wave of his hand, Xu Chen tossed a Family Revered Master token flashing with nine-colored divine light, which landed steadily in the Grand Elder's hand.

"Pass on my imperial decree: mobilize eight hundred thousand Pojun Imperial Guards and launch one hundred and eight Starry Sky Main Ships."

"Take the Nine-colored Divine Gold, the ten-thousand-year Undying Herbs, the raw forms of extreme dao imperial weapons, and the peerless treasures offered by the God and Nether Races from the treasury, and load them all onto the ships!"

"This old man understands!"

The Grand Elder held the Revered Master token, his beard twitching with excitement as he nodded repeatedly.

"I will go arrange it immediately. I must write a betrothal gift list that fills a thirty-thousand-foot scroll! I guarantee that the Holy Lords of the Myriad Realms will be so terrified they won't even dare to breathe after one look!"

"Go. Tell all the Dominators of the Myriad Realms."

Xu Chen raised his head slightly, looking at the churning nebulae deep in the sky, his purple-gold eyes flashing with an invincible sharpness.

"In one month, this Emperor will hold a grand wedding at the Xu Family Pilgrimage Square."

"Those who do not come need not come ever again."

"We respectfully obey the Emperor's decree!"

The Grand Elder shouted loudly and turned into a brilliant rainbow, heading straight for the Family treasury.

In just half a day's time.

The sky above the Xu Family completely boiled over.

One hundred and eight enormous Starry Sky Main Ships that blotted out the sun were like ancient behemoths spanning the sea of stars. Every warship was draped with red silk and festive banners made of pure Astral Gold.

Nine pure-blooded True Dragons with terrifying auras pulled the largest betrothal main ship.

The Grand Elder changed into a festive dark red ceremonial robe and stood atop the dragon head of the main ship, holding the tens-of-thousands-of-feet-long gold-stamped betrothal gift list, looking high-spirited.

"Set sail! Tour the Myriad Realms!"

Accompanied by a long horn blast, the massive fleet slowly sailed into the torn void passage.

On this day, the All Heavens were shaken.

This was not to wage war; it was to deliver betrothal gifts.

But the terrifying pressure gathered from countless top-grade divine items and eight hundred thousand Imperial Guards was more heart-shaking than any war.