242: Chapter 242 The Wedding (Part 2)

The wedding continued as planned. Under the gaze of the crowd, Qin Yun finally turned his attention to Su Muyan, who was still dressed like a tomboy.

Seeing her like this, he couldn't help but tease, "Mu Yan, you look so beautiful and cool today that it makes me want to call you 'husband' myself."

Qin Yun's witty remark lightened the atmosphere, and many people laughed, while Su Muyan smiled slightly.

"If you want to call me that, it's not impossible! After all..."

Su Muyan leaned close to Qin Yun's ear and whispered, "I didn't even recognize you when you dressed in women's clothing before. Why don't we try switching things up?"

Hearing this, Qin Yun suddenly felt a wave of heat in his body and immediately recited a calming mantra to steady himself.

"I'm looking forward to it! Mu Yan, this ring is for you. For the rest of our lives, please go easy on me."

After all, Su Muyan had the air of a big sister among the women; the ten women were united because of her, and sometimes her words carried more weight than his.

Su Muyan put on the ring and smiled, "Thank you, my husband."

Having said that, Su Muyan kissed Qin Yun directly. Qin Yun immediately felt his heart wander, and at the same time, he looked forward even more to the role-swapping game she had mentioned.

Afterward, Qin Yun went to the side of the most petite bride, Meng Ruxin, and gently picked her up.

"Ruxin, you look especially cute today. But if I suddenly pick you up like this, you wouldn't give me a shoulder throw, would you? After all, when we first met, I was the one who had to bail you out of the station."

Meng Ruxin struggled for a while, realized she couldn't break free, pouted, and said,

"I'm not that unreasonable, I won't throw you! Besides, why do you keep bringing that up! I heard what you said to Mu Yan just now; count me in for the role-swapping game."

"Why are you joining in the fun?"

"Hehe, handsome husbands are common, but a pretty husband is hard to find!"

With that, Meng Ruxin looked up and slowly kissed Qin Yun's lips. Qin Yun touched his own lips, looked at the petite woman in his arms, and immediately said,

"From now on, I will always be by your side, accompany you to play various instruments, and attend various anime conventions."

"Then it's a deal! My pretty husband. But shouldn't you put me down now? How long are you going to hold me?"

Qin Yun smiled and then placed the ring he had prepared for Meng Ruxin on her finger.

Although repetitive procedures can usually be boring, for Qin Yun, he thoroughly enjoyed the process of putting rings on his women.

Next, he came to Shen Yingxue, who had the most generous bosom. She looked shy, and when she saw Qin Yun approach her, she blushed with nervousness.

"Yingxue, you're blushing. As expected, I still like seeing you shy the most. When I first met you, the moment I saw you, I wanted to take you home."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yingxue blushed even more, "Wh-why?"

"Because you're cute! From the moment I saw you, I wanted to keep you by my side. From now on, we can be together forever. If you want anything in the future, just tell your husband, and I can help you achieve it."

Hearing this, Shen Yingxue immediately tugged at Qin Yun's sleeve, as if saying something. Qin Yun leaned down to listen, only to be ambushed by Shen Yingxue.

The moment their lips touched, she blushed and hid behind Meng Ruxin. It must be said that she really knew how to pick, though Meng Ruxin's small frame couldn't really block her.

However, Qin Yun chuckled, "Silly girl, don't you want your ring?"

Shen Yingxue blushed again, then slowly extended her hand, and Qin Yun gently placed the ring on her finger.

"From now on, we are husband and wife."

"Th-thank you, husband. I love this wedding!"

Shen Yingxue was not used to being in front of strangers, especially with so many guests here; it was already her limit! It seemed the wedding proceedings needed to be sped up.

"Youxue, did you choose this wedding dress yourself?"

While others' wedding dresses had their own unique styles and were at least recognizable as wedding dresses, Leng Youxue's dress was a simple white gown, as if she were an Immortal detached from the world.

Leng Youxue cupped her hands and said, "Husband, I have a request today."

"What is it?"

"At this wedding, I would like to sword dance with you. May I?"

Hearing this, everyone in the audience held their breath. All the guests had heard that Qin Yun was very strong, but they didn't really know to what extent.

The people here included many from ancient martial arts families. If not for the experience of the old Family head Tang, they wouldn't believe that this young man, who was not even 25, could defeat him.

Qin Yun smiled. As expected, Youxue still loved the swordplay of the Jianghu; communicating with her was easiest, all through the sword.

Then, Qin Yun slowly drew his sword, only he took out a very ordinary sword, while Leng Youxue also took out the Phantom Blue that Qin Yun had gifted her.

In an instant, their figures crossed. Very few people in the audience could see their figures clearly. Except for those old guys at the Transformation stage, others could only feel the battle by listening to the sound of swords clashing.

Yes, Leng Youxue had reached the Transformation stage in these three months, and Qin Yun was matching her speed to make this sword dance more spectacular.

But what was a spectacular sword dance to him was enough to make other martial artists break out in cold sweat.

Both of them had Transformation stage cultivation. At such a young age, it was no wonder he could beat the old Family head Tang into submission. Fortunately, they hadn't offended this Qin Family before; one had to know that the Transformation stage was an existence that could protect a Family for a hundred years!

Leng Youxue was getting more and more excited as she fought with Qin Yun. After all, she had mastered the Dugu Nine Swords to perfection over such a long time, but she hadn't expected that she still couldn't read Qin Yun's moves.

This meant that Qin Yun's cultivation had improved even more; perhaps he had learned a new swordsmanship.

"The last move, Youxue, watch closely. This move is called: Sky Severing."

As he spoke, Qin Yun swung his sword toward the sky. In an instant, the clouds in the sky were split apart, and the sword in his hand shattered into dust because it couldn't withstand the power of this move.

For a moment, the whole venue was silent. The so-called wedding was no longer important.

Being able to split the clouds thousands of meters away with one sword—what kind of strength was this? There was no need to guess.

Invincible.

No wonder he wanted to marry ten wives; this was his confidence!

After seeing this scene, Leng Youxue became a little fan girl again and said, "Husband, I want to learn this move. I want to learn it, I want to learn it!"

Leng Youxue acted like a child, coquettishly begging Qin Yun, and Qin Yun smiled slightly.

"Don't worry, I will definitely teach you."

"Yay, husband is the best."

Leng Youxue immediately kissed Qin Yun's lips in his arms, and Qin Yun also completed the process of putting the ring on her.

Finally, he came to Qin Yushang and couldn't help but whisper,

"Xiao Shang, are you satisfied with this wedding?"