76: Marrying nine at once?

Crimson Blood Imperial Court, deep within the Forbidden Ground of the inner palace.

The once magnificent palace had been reduced to a scene of utter ruin.

The Divine Martial King clutched his chest, his face as pale as paper, with wet golden blood still clinging to the corners of his mouth. He stared at the beautiful woman before him who seemed to have gone mad, his eyes filled with wariness and shocked anger.

"Have you gone mad too?!"

"You saw the backlash from the heavenly secrets! That is a great terror beyond even an Emperor's calculation!"

"The other party likely involves the level of a Great Emperor, or possesses a secret treasure that can shroud the heavens!"

"Is the Imperial Court to be buried alongside that rebellious son?!"

Opposite him.

The Heavenly Dragon Imperial Daughter stood with disheveled hair, her originally elegant and noble Phoenix robe torn to shreds, revealing skin covered in crimson dragon scales. Within those vertical pupils, a fire of hatred burned brightly enough to incinerate the four seas.

"I don't care!"

"He killed my son! That was flesh of my flesh!"

She roared, her voice sharp and shrill, like a cuckoo weeping blood.

"You, Divine Martial King, are a coward, afraid of death and afraid of losing your throne!"

"But my Heavenly Dragon Clan has never let a grudge last overnight!"

"If you won't take revenge, I will!"

With a palm strike, she shattered the coiled dragon pillar beside her, and her whole body transformed into a streak of crimson light, rushing out of the hall.

"You dare!"

The Divine Martial King was shocked and tried to stop her, but it triggered his internal injuries, causing him to spit out another mouthful of blood.

"Foolish woman! What a foolish woman!"

He slumped to the ground, closing his eyes in despair.

"The heavens... are about to collapse."

...Wanbao City, Su Family.

This day was destined to be recorded in the annals of the Sacred Ruins Continent.

The entire Wanbao City was decorated with lanterns and streamers, with red silk covering the ground for a hundred thousand miles, stretching from the city gates all the way to the steps of the Purple Heaven Palace.

In the Void Realm, eighty-one Five-clawed Golden Dragons pulled a wedding carriage on patrol, while phantom images of phoenixes chirped and soared amidst the clouds in celebration.

Countless leaders of Sects and noble families, carrying heavy gifts, crowded piously at the Su Family's main gate, all just to beg for a wedding invitation.

For today was the auspicious wedding day of the Su Family Ancestor, Su Xuanchen.

And he wasn't marrying just one.

He was marrying nine at once!

"Tsk tsk, Old Ancestor Su's style, his stamina... I have to hand it to him."

"Who could say otherwise? The Saintess of the Taishi Sect, the Revered Master and disciple of the Divine Firmament Sword Saint, the two heavenly daughters of the Wang Family... which one of them isn't a world-class beauty? Now they're all in one bed."

"This is what you call a Hegemon! This is what you call status!"

The guests whispered to one another, their voices filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment.

The auspicious hour of noon.

The main hall of the Purple Heaven Palace.

Su Xuanchen stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in a bright red wedding robe.

Even without releasing any pressure, the naturally emanating aura of a Great Sage Hegemon made it difficult for everyone present to breathe.

Before him.

Nine brides were lined up in a row.

Although they all wore red bridal veils, their graceful figures and distinct temperaments still left everyone dazzled.

"The auspicious hour has arrived—!"

"Escort them to the bridal chamber—!"

As the Revered Master of ceremonies sang out.

Su Xuanchen gave a wicked smile.

With a wave of his wide sleeve, starlight swept up his nine lovely wives, and they vanished instantly from the spot.

"Everyone, eat and drink your fill."

"This seat is off to attend to official business."

Leaving behind a crowd of stunned guests... Inside the sleeping quarters.

Red candles glowed brightly, and the atmosphere was thick with romance.

A giant jade couch large enough to accommodate ten people sat in the center, surrounded by hanging curtains of shark silk that added to the intimate mood.

The nine brides sat by the bedside, so nervous they hardly dared to breathe.

Su Xuanchen casually poured a cup of nuptial wine and looked over the brides.

"Don't just sit there."

"Will you lift them yourselves, or should I help you?"

"If I'm the one to do it..."

He gave a mischievous laugh.

"Then it won't just be the veils I'm lifting."

"Hmph! Rogue!"

A coquettish huff.

Lin Miao was the first to lose her patience; she snatched off her veil, revealing a pretty face that flickered between anger and joy.

Though her face was flushed with embarrassment, she still dared to glare at Su Xuanchen.

"It's settled then, I am the primary wife!"

"Who said that?"

Lu Qingchan's voice rang out with a hint of coldness.

She also lifted her veil, her stunning face written with refusal to submit.

"Based on cultivation and strength, the position of primary wife should rightfully be mine."

"Revered Master..."

Beside her, Chu Yue weakly tugged on her sleeve, her small face turning beet red.

"We... we were married at the same time..."

"Exactly!"

Wang Xi also gathered her courage and puffed out her chest.

"Once we enter this door, we are sisters; there's no ranking!"

Seeing this flock of beauties acting jealous over a title, Su Xuanchen was in high spirits.

"Alright, stop arguing."

He walked over and sat directly in the middle, pulling Lu Qingchan on his left and wrapping his arm around Lin Miao on his right.

"With me, there is no primary or secondary wife."

"Tonight..."

"Whoever can last until the end is the boss."

"Now."

"To business!"

The red curtains fell.

Clothes were shed.

That night, the lights of the Purple Heaven Palace flickered all night long... Life after marriage was dull and tedious.

Aside from cultivating, it was just making babies.

Su Xuanchen completely settled into the debauched life of a monarch who neglected morning court.

One month later.

The back garden of the Purple Heaven Palace.

"Urgh—!"

Lu Qingchan, who was practicing her swordplay, suddenly turned pale. She dropped her sword and clutched her chest, dry heaving.

"What's wrong, Sister Qingchan?"

Chu Yue hurried over, her face full of concern.

"Is it because yesterday's cultivation was too tiring?"

Lu Qingchan straightened up, her expression strange.

She placed her hand on her own pulse.

A moment later.

"Zheng!"

A sharp surge of Sword Qi erupted from her body, slicing a nearby decorative rockery in half.

"That bastard Su Xuanchen!"

She gritted her teeth, but her face was red all the way to her neck.

"Are you expecting?"

Not far away, Su Xuanchen, who had been sunbathing in a rocking chair, teleported over.

He grabbed Lu Qingchan's wrist and swept it with his Divine Thought.

"Holy crap!"

"She really is pregnant!"

An extremely faint yet incredibly sharp life vibration was gestating within Lu Qingchan's lower abdomen.

That vibration actually carried a hint of the Dao charm of an Ancient Sword Immortal!

Overjoyed, Su Xuanchen picked up the still-dazed Lu Qingchan and spun her around three times.

"Well done!"

"As expected of a Sword Saint, your efficiency is high!"

"One shot, one kill!"

Lu Qingchan was spun until she was dizzy, feeling so ashamed and angry she wanted to die.

"Put me down! There... so many people are watching!"

Around them.

Lin Miao, Wang Xi, and the others looked at Lu Qingchan's stomach, their eyes turning green with envy.

Envy.

Jealousy.

This wasn't just a pregnancy; she was clearly carrying a golden nugget!

"No way!"

Lin Miao bit her handkerchief, a blazing fighting spirit igniting in her eyes.

"I want one tonight too! I want to give birth to a Sword Immortal too!"

In the corner.

Celestial Maiden Qingyin, who was playing the zither for Su Qingyue, paused slightly.

The music missed a beat.

She looked up at the high-spirited man, her gaze softening.

This kind of warmth... like this... isn't so bad after all?

...Night fell.

Su Xuanchen had just coaxed Lu Qingchan to sleep and was preparing to go to Lin Miao's room for "overtime."

"Husband."

A cool voice sounded from behind him.

Su Xuanchen turned around.

He saw Gu Lingshuang dressed in a bright yellow Phoenix robe, her long hair draped over her shoulders, leaning against a pillar in the corridor and looking at him with a faint smile.

The moonlight spilled over her, casting a silvery glow over this former Empress.

"What? Are you jealous?"

Su Xuanchen walked over and naturally put his arm around her waist.

"How could I be?"

Gu Lingshuang rolled her eyes at him, her tone sounding a bit sour.

"Husband only hears the laughter of the new wives now; he doesn't hear the crying of the old ones."

"This past month, grass has almost started growing at my bedroom door."

"Nonsense."

Su Xuanchen gave her a peck on the cheek.

"I'll go to your place tonight and clear the grass."

"Get away with you."

Gu Lingshuang gave him a shove, then said seriously:

"No more joking, let's talk business."

"Hmm?"

Su Xuanchen Seeing her serious expression， He also put away his playful smile.。

"What is it?"

"Emperor's Tomb."

Gu Lingshuang's red lips parted slightly as she uttered two words.

"What?"

Su Xuanchen was stunned.

"Just now, I sensed an extremely familiar aura."

Gu Lingshuang gazed toward the east, her eyes full of ambition.

"That is... a tomb left behind by a true Great Emperor."

"Husband, I want it."

"I want the Legacy within that Emperor's Tomb."

Su Xuanchen fell silent.

His life right now was very comfortable.

A wife, kids, and a warm bed; making babies and leveling up at leisure—wasn't this better than adventuring in some tomb or other?

Adventure?

Not happening.

For one on the Path of Stealth, "steady" was the top priority.

"Do you really have to go?"

Su Xuanchen asked tentatively.

"I must go."

Gu Lingshuang's gaze was firm.

"Husband is now a Great Sage Hegemon, and your future achievements are even more immeasurable."

"The sisters at home are all exceptionally talented."

"If I don't become stronger, how can I guard the inner palace for you in the future? How can I... protect our children?"

She reached out and gently stroked Su Xuanchen's face, her eyes filled with tenderness.

"I don't want to be just a pretty face."

"I want to be the one who can stand by your side and draw my sword for you."

These words touched the softest string in Su Xuanchen's heart.

He looked at the stubborn woman before him.

This was Gu Lingshuang.

Even after becoming a wife and having children, she was still the Empress who looked down upon the world at her core.

"Fine."

Su Xuanchen smiled.

His smile was both doting and overbearing.

"Since my wife wants it, we'll take it."

"Forget some ancient Great Emperor."

"Even if it's the tomb of the Heavenly King himself, if you've taken a fancy to it, I'll dig it up for you!"