100: Chapter 100 The Day Before the Wedding! The Undercover Agent Was Actually Him?

The next day, outside Azure Cloud City.

Today, Azure Cloud City was destined to be recorded in the history books of the entire Four Lands.

Although there was still one day left until the grand wedding, the entire city had long been shrouded in auspicious signs and terrifying pressure.

Because the legendary Head of the Su Family, Su Feng, would be marrying nine stunning brides all at once tomorrow!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The earth trembled, as if an ancient beast was awakening.

On the northern horizon, Demonic Qi billowed like smoke, shooting straight into the heavens, dyeing half the sky a wild dark gold.

"That is..."

The Cultivators on the city walls looked up in terror.

They saw the current Demon King, Xiong Da, manifesting his three-hundred-zhang-tall true form. With every step that mountain-like body took, the earth shook.

And on his broad shoulders, acting as a platform, he carried a massive gift stand carved from a single piece of ten-thousand-year lightning-struck wood!

Behind him, the Great Shaman held a bone staff, leading the tiger-headed warriors and dozens of Half-step Spirit Transformation great demons. Their demonic might was overwhelming, and wherever they passed, all beasts bowed in submission.

"North Mountain Demon Clan, by the order of the Great Shaman, offers congratulations on the Revered Master's grand wedding!"

The voice boomed like thunder, shaking all directions!

Immediately after, in the east, the ghostly winds howled, and the previously bright sunlight instantly dimmed.

Vivian, dressed in a gorgeous dark night gown, stepped through the Void Realm.

Behind her, hundreds of Ghost Clan nobles followed like shadows.

They did not bring fear; instead, they used ghostly green soul fire to condense lanterns in the sky, rendering the daylight into a strange and beautiful underworld spectacle.

"Dongling Ghost Clan, wishes the Head of the Su Family... many children and much happiness!"

Finally, there was the West Sea.

"Roar—!!"

Ten thousand dragons roared in unison, their voices shaking the firmament!

The Black Dragon King transformed into a thousand-zhang black dragon, leading nine hundred and ninety-nine pure-blooded flood dragons, circling and dancing in the air. As their dragon bodies moved, spiritual rain fell like sweet nectar.

Azure Cloud City, already rich in Spiritual Qi, was now experiencing a "Spiritual Qi rain"!

Countless Cultivators bathed in it, and some even achieved a Breakthrough on the spot!

"This... this..."

In a corner, the Sect Master of the Yin Yang Sect and the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, who had come to watch the ceremony, watched the gods and Buddhas in the sky, their teacups trembling in their hands.

"Is this a wedding? This is clearly an alliance of the Four Lands!"

"A Demon King carrying gifts, a Ghost King lighting lamps, ten thousand dragons bringing rain... Who else in the Four Lands has this kind of prestige?"

They finally realized that the Su Family had completely become a behemoth they could only look up to.

Inside the Su Family compound, red carpets covered the ground, flowers adorned the brocade, and the festive red decorations stretched for miles.

Although the ceremony had not officially begun, the several embroidery buildings in the backyard were already filled with chirping birds and blossoming flowers, a garden full of spring.

In the east chamber, Lin Qingxue sat quietly in front of a bronze mirror, not choosing a gorgeous phoenix coronet and robes like the other brides.

She dismissed the maids and slowly took off the cold, aloof Taoist robe that symbolized her status as Saintess, changing into a light pink ru-skirt, with only a faded wooden hairpin in her hair.

That was something Su Feng had carved for her ten years ago with his own hands.

"Two years have passed in a flash..."

Lin Qingxue stroked the wooden hairpin, a mist of water rising in her eyes, but a relieved smile hung on the corners of her mouth:

"After all this turning around, I am still that neighbor's little sister following behind you."

At this moment, she was no longer the high and unreachable Cultivator, but just Su Feng's purest childhood sweetheart.

"Mother... so... pretty!" Su Hao's childish voice pulled Lin Qingxue back to reality.

Lin Qingxue gently picked up little Su Hao and said tenderly.

"Hao'er, do you want a younger brother or a younger sister? Mother will give birth to another one for you!"

"Brother..." Su Hao answered very decisively.

"Haha, okay. After the grand wedding tomorrow, Mother will find your father and have him give you another little brother!"

In the west chamber...

"Little E! Hurry and help me look! How is this? Can it outshine that Tu Shan Ya?!"

Yan Ling'er grabbed a red wedding dress with very little fabric, holding it up against herself, looking tense and as if facing a great enemy.

While she was measuring, she didn't forget to brainwash Ying Yue'e, who was drinking tea nearby:

"Let me tell you, we sisters of the Human Race must unite! That vixen is basically a walking aphrodisiac, plus that rule-breaking figure... If we don't keep a close eye on the Revered Master, where will our place be in this house in the future?"

Ying Yue'e helplessly put down her teacup, looking at this little demoness who even wanted to stuff padding into her wedding dress, and smiled bitterly:

"Linger, that is a talent of the Yao Race, you... can't compete with it."

Yan Ling'er immediately refused to accept it: "I don't care! I'm going for it! Tonight I will squeeze the Revered Master dry, so that tomorrow she won't even get to drink the soup!"

South Courtyard Martial Arts Arena.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, a luxurious wedding dress covered in pearls was neatly cut into two halves.

Wu Qin held the dragon slaying sword, looking at the fragments on the ground with disgust:

"What kind of clothes are these? It's hard to even walk. If an enemy comes, how can I hack people wearing this?"

The maid on the side trembled with fear: "Pri... Princess, this is the auspicious wedding dress..."

"This Princess only has battle armor, no wedding dress!"

Wu Qin snorted coldly, turned around, and picked up a special red-gold phoenix-patterned battle skirt.

"I will wear this to the wedding ceremony!"

North Courtyard Guest Room...

"Rip—!"

Compared to Wu Qin's active destruction, the movement here was purely an "accident".

Tu Shan Ya looked at the popped buttons on her chest and the large tear in her silk wedding dress, shrugging helplessly.

"Oh my, these human clothes are too small, they can't contain me at all..."

She casually tossed the ruined wedding dress to the side, a thick charm flashing in her fox eyes.

"Since I can't wear it, then I won't wear it."

"Go, bring me my Celestial Fox Illusion Dance Dress! Since it's a wedding, of course, I must let him see the most primitive and wild beauty of my Yao Race!"

Inside the yin-yang life and death diagram...

Ao Tingxin was holding various headpieces, comparing them in front of the mirror, a shy blush on her face that had never been seen before.

"Mother, what do you think of this?"

"I think this is too complicated... Su Feng seems to especially like my little horns. Should I just not wear a headpiece and let my dragon horns show?"

Beside her, Ao Cangyue looked at her daughter, who seemed desperate to package herself and send herself over, her eyes full of doting, but in her heart, a trace of indescribable bitterness and... secret sweetness arose.

"Silly child..."

Ao Cangyue stepped forward and gently tidied her daughter's long hair:

"My Ting Xin is naturally beautiful, you look beautiful in everything. As long as it is you, he will like it."

And in another part of the yin-yang life and death diagram, the reactions of the Ghost Clan sisters were quite different.

"Sister! Sister! What do I do? I'm so nervous! My heart is beating so fast!"

Rem was wearing a special maid-version black and white wedding dress, jumping up and down on the bed with excitement, her little face flushed red.

Ram sat on the edge of the bed, holding a book, looking at her crazy sister with an expressionless face:

"Can you stop jumping? The bed is going to collapse."

"But we are going to marry Su Feng! Isn't this a dream?"

"It's not a dream. If you keep jumping, you won't have any strength left for the wedding night tomorrow."

"Ah! Sister, you are a pervert!"

The eight beauties each had their own preparations, only Shen Luoyu remained silent, just blindly Cultivating...

Su Feng was in the front hall receiving guests from all sides.

"Brother Su!"

Just then, Jian Nanxin squeezed through the crowd and ran excitedly to Su Feng, wearing an expression that said 'hurry up and praise me':

"Since we last parted, I have been in seclusion for half a year, and now I have broken through to the Nascent Soul Middle Stage! My Sword Heart Clarity has reached Perfection! I believe that before long, I will be able to catch up to your footsteps!"

Looking at this simple-minded sword enthusiast, a flash of complexity crossed Su Feng's eyes.

He patted Jian Nanxin's shoulder kindly and earnestly.

"Keep it up, I believe in you."

...

At the same time, in the far north of the Southern Region, a desolate land.

This place was rarely visited by humans and was the edge of the Southern Region.

However, at this moment, the sky here was like a mirror, and without warning, a pitch-black crack split open.

"Crack—!"

A suffocating, strange aura seeped out from the crack.

Dozens of figures slowly stepped out.

The leader was a man carrying a heavy sword on his back, his expression cold and indifferent, his eyes filled with the arrogance of viewing all living beings as ants.

And not far away, a woman holding a zither stood alone, her temperament ethereal.

Wang Quan took a deep breath, his brows instantly locked, as if he had smelled something foul:

"This is the Southern Region? The Spiritual Qi is filthy and unbearable, and the Law is incomplete."

"I really don't know what these natives are struggling for. This kind of trash heap, destroying it is fine."

A Half-step Spirit Transformation Disciple accompanying them also waved his hand in front of his nose and mocked:

"Who can resist the temptation of immortality? It's just that frogs in a well are destined to only see the sky from the bottom of the well, not knowing how big this world really is!"

"Enough."

Wang Quan waved his hand, his expression impatient: "This time, opening the Seal early cost our Revered Master a lot of Divine Power."

"Let's finish the harvest as soon as possible. I don't want to stay in this kind of place for even a moment longer."

As he spoke, he casually recited a spell and crushed a scarlet jade tablet.

"Hum!"

A moment later, the Void Realm twisted.

A withered figure emerged from the Void Realm like a ghost.

His aura was restrained, appearing ordinary, but deep in his eyes lay a heart-stopping sharpness.

If Su Feng were here, he would surely be extremely surprised.

Because this person... was the long-missing Sect Master of the Lingxiao Sect!

It was also the person who had always been regarded as weak and incompetent by Yang Yan!

However, at this moment, the aura erupting from his body was clearly that of a Half-step Spirit Transformation!

"Subordinate Jian Shisan, greets the Head Seat!"