45: Chapter 45: Seeing the Nine Nether Hound's domineering wedding procession, Yunxi felt a surge of joy.

"Hum!" The Nine-Nether Ao's voice was like rolling thunder, shaking the main peak of Tianshen Mountain.

The patriarch of the Celestial Race, who had already prepared to activate the clan-protecting formation to fight to the death, stumbled upon hearing these words, almost falling from the clouds.

"W-what?!"

"This fiend... is here to fetch a bride?!"

Meanwhile, on the broad back of that terrifying Nine-Nether Ao, Princess Huo Linger, dressed in a bright red dress and looking stunningly beautiful, was helplessly covering her face.

She looked at the man beside her, who was standing with his hands on his hips and a smug look on his face.

"Husband... what happened to our 'polite visit'?"

"You look like this... how is this like coming to fetch a bride? It clearly looks like you're here to rob the place!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Teng dispersed part of his dharma image, revealing his handsome and devilishly charming face, and laughed righteously:

"Linger, that's not quite right."

"For an arrogant, ancient sacred mountain like Tianshen Mountain, if you knock politely, they will only look down their noses at you."

"Only by doing this—kicking the door open and holding a blade to their necks..."

Wang Teng pointed to the elders below who were already scared silly:

"Look, aren't they very 'quiet' and 'polite' now?"

Deep within Tianshen Mountain, in an exquisite pavilion surrounded by purple mist.

Yun Xi, who had been earnestly persuaded by several clan elders to consider marriage prospects for the benefit of the Celestial Race, froze the moment she heard that earth-shaking shout of "I've come to take my wife home."

Her purple eyes, usually as cold as autumn water, were now rippling like the surface of a lake after a pebble had been thrown in.

That was his voice.

The rascal who whispered in her ear at Baiduan Mountain, the demon king who swept through the Kunpeng Nest with invincible force.

He had come.

And he had announced his arrival in the most domineering and arrogant way possible, practically rubbing the face of the Celestial Race into the dust!

"This... this is outrageous! Simply a bandit! A robber!"

An old woman who had been trying to persuade her turned pale with fright.

Feeling the world-destroying aura of the Divine Fire Realm outside, she stammered:

"Yun Xi, hurry and hide in the secret chamber! This fiend, who knows where he came from, is likely going to bathe Tianshen Mountain in blood..."

"No."

Yun Xi suddenly stood up.

Her long, lustrous purple hair fluttered without wind, and the coldness and reserve that usually adorned her beautiful face were nowhere to be found.

At that moment, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn upward.

Two shallow dimples appeared, and the radiance in her eyes was brighter than the galaxy outside the window.

She felt blissful to the extreme.

Although Wang Teng's method of "proposing" was as crude as a barbarian's, almost shattering the protective formation.

But for a young girl in love.

What could be more heart-fluttering than a man willing to transform into a peerless demon god for her sake, standing alone at her doorstep, and declaring to the whole world, "You are mine"?

Especially when seeing those clan elders who were usually high and mighty, always thinking about trading her marriage for benefits.

Now trembling like quails in fear.

Yun Xi felt the long-suppressed frustration in her heart vanish, and she felt immensely gratified!

"That is not a fiend."

Yun Xi smoothed her disheveled hair, turned, and walked toward the pavilion door with a light step.

Her voice carried an unprecedented pride and sweetness:

"That is the person I have been waiting for."

...

Outside the pavilion.

Just as the high-level members of the Celestial Race were preparing to activate their final reserve and fight to the death.

A purple silhouette, like a fairy walking on waves, slowly flew out from the back mountain.

She was not dressed in grand attire today, wearing only a simple light purple dress, yet it could not hide her peerless beauty.

Her skin was as white as ivory, her purple hair cascaded like a waterfall, and her temperament was noble and holy.

But upon seeing the black giant beast hovering in the sky with its monstrous, ferocious aura.

This goddess of the Celestial Race not only showed no fear but instead smiled in front of the entire clan.

This smile was like a hundred flowers blooming, making the world lose its color.

"Dummy."

Yun Xi chided softly. Although her voice was quiet, it clearly traveled across the dead-silent sky:

"If you scare Tianshen Mountain into collapsing, I won't have a place to stay when I visit my parents in the future."

Hearing this coquettish chide, the colossus in the sky immediately reacted.

Wang Teng's ferocious, giant wolf head lowered slightly, and those originally cold and ruthless dark gold eyes.

Revealed an extremely human-like sense of fawning and doting the moment they looked at Yun Xi.

"Hum—"

The ferocious pressure that had been making everyone gasp for breath receded like a tide in an instant.

Wang Teng stretched out a giant claw, but his movements were extremely cautious.

He hovered slowly in front of Yun Xi and opened his palm, as if inviting a princess to ascend her throne.

"This... this..."

The old patriarch of the Celestial Race's eyes were about to pop out.

How could this peerless beast, which had just threatened to "rob" them, be as docile as a big cat in front of their goddess?

Yun Xi ignored the terrified gazes of her clansmen.

She tapped her toes lightly, her figure like a purple butterfly, and landed gracefully on Wang Teng's broad, dark-gold scaled giant claw.

Afterward, Wang Teng gently lifted her and placed her on his broad back.

There, Princess Huo Linger, dressed in fiery red, had long been waiting.

"Sister Yun Xi! Come quickly!"

Princess Huo Linger waved enthusiastically and pulled Yun Xi's hand.

The two women looked at each other and smiled, without the slightest bit of estrangement, instead acting as intimate as sisters who had been separated for many years.

"Sister Linger, why are you also messing around with this bad guy?"

Yun Xi's face blushed slightly. She glanced at the giant beast beneath her, but her heart felt sweet.

"Heehee, Husband said this is called 'showing off'!"

Princess Huo Linger winked playfully, "He said that to fetch the goddess of the Celestial Race, he must make the entire Eight Regions shake."

Listening to the whispers of the two women on his back, Wang Teng felt incredibly smug.

This is what it means to be a winner in life!

With one in each arm, a goddess in his embrace, and taking the person away by force right in front of the father-in-law, this feeling was simply exhilarating!

"Ahem!"

Wang Teng coughed twice, and his huge beast body once again exuded an aura of majesty.

He looked at the high-level members of the Celestial Race below who had not yet recovered, his giant wolf mouth curling open to reveal a kindly smile:

"Dear fathers-in-law, mothers-in-law, and brothers-in-law."

"I am taking her away."

"As for the betrothal gifts..."

Wang Teng waved his hand casually, and several mountain-like corpses of Venerable-level ferocious beasts slammed onto the plaza of Tianshen Mountain with a "boom."

Blood energy soared into the sky, and treasure light overflowed.

"Take these local specialties to make soup and nourish your bodies, and to calm your nerves."

After speaking, he didn't give the Celestial Race a chance to refuse or react.

"ROAR—!!"

The Nine-Nether Ao roared to the sky, its nine giant tails stirring the wind and clouds.

Carrying the two stunning beauties, it transformed into a streak of dark gold light, instantly tearing through the sky and speeding away into the distance.

Leaving behind the experts of Tianshen Mountain, who were left in the wind, staring at the priceless pile of Venerable-level flesh and blood "betrothal gifts."

After a long time, the old patriarch of the Celestial Race tremblingly picked up a piece of beast treasure bone that radiated a terrifying fluctuation, his expression complex to the extreme:

"Is... is this that Wang Teng?"

"Although his actions... were a bit wild..."

"But this betrothal gift... it's really fragrant!"

Meanwhile, high in the sky.

Yun Xi nestled on Wang Teng's back, feeling the whistling wind in her ears and the warm touch from beneath her, the happy smile on the corners of her mouth impossible to hide.