493: Pre-wedding assassination

At the same time, within a desolate palace in the Yu Clan.

“Sister, there are only three days left. What should I do…?”

Yu Qinglan sat by the window, staring blankly at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were dim, her face pale and devoid of color. A faint, unhidden weariness lingered between her brows. Her face was bare, without any makeup.

Yet, she was still breathtakingly beautiful, like a lotus emerging from clear water—pure, unblemished, and naturally stunning.

Behind her stood an exquisitely beautiful woman in a light blue Fairy dress. Her figure was graceful, like a willow swaying in the wind, without any superfluous adornments. Her long, dark hair cascaded like a waterfall down to her waist. Her eyes were like autumn water, and her demeanor was serene, as if a ethereal Fairy had stepped out of a painting.

Her beauty was flawless, even slightly surpassing Yu Qinglan's.

She was Yu Qingsi, one of the two Goddesses of the Chaos Academy Inner Courtyard.

She placed her hands on her sister’s shoulders, and seeing her pale, weary face, a trace of heartache appeared in her eyes.

“Qinglan…”

Yu Qingsi sighed softly. In the current situation, even she was helpless.

Although her talent and strength were highly valued by the clan elders, to change the Family’s will, abandon the marriage alliance with the Yuwen Family, or change the marriage candidate, it was only possible if she ascended to the Dao Lord Realm and truly held the power to speak.

But ascending to the Dao Lord Realm was no easy feat.

Yu Qinglan grasped her sister’s hand and forced a smile, “Forget it. At this point, there’s no other option. I can only accept the Family’s arrangements and consider it repayment to the Family.”

For women from great families like hers, though they were protected by the Family from birth, stood at a height countless others could never reach, and enjoyed everything unimaginable to the common person, they had to dedicate themselves when the Family needed them.

Perhaps this was fate, determined from the very beginning.

Unless she could possess powerful talent like her sister, with the Opportunity to Cultivate to a higher Realm, only then could she control her own destiny.

Unfortunately, although her talent was already very powerful compared to ordinary people, and she had successfully Cultivated to the Immortal Emperor Realm, there was basically no hope of stepping into the Dao Domain without a Heaven-Defying Opportunity.

Being merely an Immortal Emperor was not enough for the Family to take her seriously.

Yu Qingsi remained silent, tightly holding her sister's hand. At this moment, any words of comfort seemed pale and powerless.

“Presumptuous! Don’t you know who I am? Get out, all of you!”

Just then, a commotion erupted outside the palace.

Immediately after, footsteps approached as Yuwen Jie, disregarding the palace maids' attempts to stop him, forced his way in.

“Qinglan, I’ve come to see you.”

Yuwen Jie was beaming with triumph. Upon seeing Yu Qingsi, his gaze lingered for a moment, a hint of covetousness flashing in his eyes, before he finally settled his gaze on Yu Qinglan.

He had originally wanted to marry Yu Qingsi, but unfortunately, Yu Qingsi's talent was too strong, and she also had the Chaos Academy supporting her. Once she matured, she would become a pillar of the Yu Clan, making it impossible for her to marry out easily.

The Yuwen Family also couldn't offer terms that would sway the Yu Clan.

However, Yu Qinglan was also good. The two sisters were at least seventy percent alike, both rare beauties in the world.

Thump!

Two maids followed, rushing in and falling to their knees with a thud. “We’re sorry, Young Miss, we couldn’t stop him.”

“Qinglan, these two maids of yours are truly out of line. I am your fiancé, and they dared to stop me? They simply have no eyes! Once you marry into our Yuwen Family, I must replace them with some sensible maids for you.”

Yuwen Jie chuckled softly.

Swish!

Yu Qinglan abruptly stood up and shouted angrily, “Get out! Who allowed you in?!”

Yuwen Jie’s expression stiffened. “Qinglan, we’re getting married in three days. Are you still going to drive me away? Could it be that you’re thinking about that boy from the Taichu Ancient Realm?”

“Get out!!”

Yu Qinglan’s expression was icy cold; she didn't want to say another word to him.

A sinister glint flashed in Yuwen Jie's eyes. Damn that cheap woman, I'll make you pay after we're married!

“Then you rest well. I’ll come to pick you up in three days.”

“Oh, by the way, I went to the Taichu Ancient Realm not long ago and happened to see that boy named Murong. I also told him the news that we are about to get married. Do you think he will show up then?”

Yuwen Jie sneered, dropped these words, and then vanished.

Thump!

Yu Qinglan seemed to have all her strength drained at once, collapsing back into her seat.

A hint of worry appeared in Yu Qingsi’s eyes. She gently waved her hand at the two maids, “Alright, you two may leave first.”

“Yes.”

The two maids quickly retreated.

“Haoyu…”

Yu Qinglan murmured, then suddenly grabbed her sister’s hand. “Sister, you must help me. We can’t let Haoyu appear, otherwise Yuwen Jie will definitely not let him off!”

“Are you sure he will come? If he isn’t a fool, he’ll know this trip is a path of certain death.”

“He will! He’s a fool! As long as he receives the news, he will definitely come!”

Yu Qinglan nodded vigorously, saying without hesitation.

“Sister, you must help me stop him!”

“Don’t worry, I’ll help you stop him.”

Yu Qingsi sighed inwardly. Although it was heartbreaking to see a pair of lovers forcibly separated, she was still more worried about her younger sister.

She and Yuwen Jie were like fire and water, their relationship akin to enemies. After the marriage, she didn't know how much grievance she would suffer.

If only Yuwen Jie didn't exist.

Didn't… Yuwen Jie?

A thought suddenly stirred in Yu Qingsi’s mind.

The alliance between the two ancient clans was essentially a foregone conclusion, and changing it would be incredibly difficult. However, if Yuwen Jie could be eliminated beforehand, there might be a glimmer of hope.

This was also the easiest method at present.

A dark glint flashed in Yu Qingsi’s eyes, and she immediately began to formulate a plan.

…

Two days later, on the eve of the wedding.

A piece of news spread: Yuwen Jie had gone out drinking with a friend and, upon returning to the clan, was suddenly ambushed by a mysterious powerful individual.

His Physical Body was directly shattered, and even his Divine Soul suffered severe damage, a truly tragic sight.

If not for the timely reinforcement of the Yuwen Family’s powerful individuals, he might have even perished.

This news spread with extreme speed. While everyone speculated whether it would affect the marriage alliance with the Yu Clan, the wedding day quickly arrived.

Major forces from across the Wan Gu God Realm gathered at the Yuwen Family, bustling with activity, a sea of people, and an exceptionally lively atmosphere.

Within the Yuwen Family, bells and drums chimed in unison, Immortal music drifted, and auspicious omens filled the sky, presenting a scene of joyous celebration.

“Qianyu Ancient Clan arrives!”

“Heaven-Shrouding Sect arrives!”

“…”

Grand ancient ships and flying boats entered the Yuwen Family, descending towards a vast plaza.

The Yuwen Clan Leader immediately greeted them with a beaming smile, “Thank you all for traveling so far to attend my son’s wedding.”

“Brother Yuwen, congratulations!”

Everyone offered their congratulations.

“Haha…”

The Yuwen Clan Leader let out a hearty laugh, personally attending to the people from these ancient forces.