40: Chapter 40 The Wedding Ceremony: Si Youyou was so beautiful on her wedding night.

"Riiip!!!"

There was no earth-shattering explosion. Everyone only heard a harsh sound, as if fabric were being torn apart.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Everyone widened their eyes, witnessing the most unforgettable scene of their lives.

They saw the Young Patriarch's massive palm print, formed from towering Devilish Qi and capable of suppressing everything, the moment it made contact with that speck of black sword light...

...actually began to show a thin crack starting from its palm!

Immediately after, that black sword light surged forward like a bamboo being split, carrying an unstoppable and tragic Aura.

It actually pierced straight through the center of that immensely heavy Devilish palm!

A blinding light shot through the tear created by the sword tip, piercing into this dim world shrouded by Devilish Qi.

It really had poked a hole in the sky!

"Clang!"

But just as that sword radiance was about to strike the Ancestral Master...

It was interrupted by another, even more dazzling ray of light.

It was the Sword God Village Chief who had acted.

This old village chief simply couldn't help himself and finally showed his hand in his final days.

And the Ancestral Master, previously overflowing with Devilish Qi, seemed to return to normal in an instant.

These two old men standing at the pinnacle of the world seemed to share an indescribable tacit understanding.

They did this entirely to test out Ye Xiu's true trump card.

For a young man to be able to cultivate his sword technique to such a divine level was truly not easy.

"Village Chief, Ancestral Master, what is this?"

Seeing this scene, Ye Xiu was also a bit confused.

He felt like something wasn't right.

But after the Young Patriarch landed, he laughed and patted his shoulder.

"Don't think about anything else, get ready for the wedding ceremony and the bridal chamber. We'll host it for you right here in the village!"

As the Ancestral Master finished speaking.

The previously solemn and murderous scene instantly became joyous and festive.

Large 'Double Happiness' characters suddenly appeared on those high pavilions, along with all sorts of lanterns.

These Hall Masters changed their expressions faster than flipping a book.

Perhaps they had prepared this whole thing from the very beginning!

"Presenting the bride and groom, begin the ceremony!"

"Start the music!"

Following the Butcher's loud roar.

"Didi-da!"

A high-pitched, resonant, and almost ear-piercing sound of the suona suddenly exploded.

This wasn't just any ordinary musician, but the Hall Master of the Music Hall playing personally.

This fellow, whose sleeve had just been cut off by Ye Xiu's sword, now had his cheeks puffed out like a toad.

He was blowing with all his might that famous song of The Great Ruins, 《Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix》.

The entire Heavenly Demon Sect headquarters had completely turned into a sea of red.

Those ruthless members of the demonic sect who usually didn't blink when killing were now, one by one, more diligent than shop assistants.

The Azure Dragon Hall Master was responsible for hanging lanterns, the White Tiger Hall Master was responsible for laying the red carpet, and even the Brothel Hall Master, Fu Xinyun, who had been "teased" by Ye Xiu...

...was now leading a group of young women, acting as a bridesmaid squad and scattering flower petals.

"This... isn't this too fast?"

Ye Xiu looked at this magical scene before him, feeling a mix of amusement and frustration.

One second it was an earth-shattering battlefield, the next second it was a brightly decorated wedding chamber.

The proficiency of this group of people made one wonder if they did this sort of thing often.

"The auspicious hour has arrived! The bride and groom, enter!"

Although the Blind Man couldn't see, his hearing was the sharpest, so he acted as the master of ceremonies.

Ye Xiu straightened his clothes, which had been somewhat disheveled by that previous sword strike.

Surrounded by Qin Mu and Hu Linger, the human and the fox, he strode toward the High Hall.

On the other side, Si Youyou was dressed in a phoenix coronet and ceremonial robes.

On her bright red wedding dress, a picture of 'Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix' was embroidered with gold thread, accentuating her already peerless figure.

Set against the red attire, she was even more breathtakingly beautiful.

Although she wore a red bridal veil, Ye Xiu could feel that the person beneath the red gauze was gazing at him with an unprecedented tenderness.

Sitting in the High Hall were two people.

On the left was the Young Patriarch, who had returned to his child-like appearance and wore a mischievous grin.

On the right was the old Village Chief, who, despite having lost his hands and feet, sat with his back straight and a face full of gratification.

These two, one represented the Legacy of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and the other represented the approval of Canlao Village.

To have these two serve as witnesses for the wedding, such a spectacle was unique in the entire world!

"First bow to heaven and earth!"

The two turned and bowed deeply toward the strange yet magnificent starry sky of The Great Ruins.

"Second bow to the High Hall!"

The two turned back and bowed to the Young Patriarch and the Village Chief.

"Good, good, good! I didn't expect that I, an old man, would still be able to drink this cup of wedding wine!"

The Village Chief's eyes were slightly red, and the teacup, condensed from his light sword, was trembling slightly.

"Bow to each other!"

Ye Xiu turned to face Si Youyou.

The two looked at each other, as if transcending time and space, transcending worldly prejudices.

One was a Wine Sword Immortal who had experienced Transmigration, the other was a Saintess carrying the heavy burden of the demonic sect.

At this moment, their fates were completely intertwined.

"Ceremony complete! Send them to the bridal chamber!"

Following the Blind Man's humorous shout, a deafening cheer erupted all around.

"Kiss! Kiss!"

Qin Mu, that kid, shouted the loudest, only to be slapped on the forehead by the Butcher beside him.

"What are you looking at, kid! Go, go, go, go herd the cattle outside!"

...

Heavenly Demon Sect headquarters, back mountain Forbidden Ground, Rain Listening Pavilion.

This was originally Si Youyou's boudoir, now it had become their bridal chamber.

Pushing open the door, red candles flickered.

The air was filled with the faint scent of dragon incense and the fragrance of Nu'erhong wine.

Ye Xiu closed the door behind him, shutting out the clamor outside.

He walked to the bedside, looking at the figure sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, his heart beating even faster than when he faced the Young Patriarch's palm strike earlier.

He picked up the wedding scale from the table and gently lifted the red bridal veil.

"Hum!"

Although he had been prepared, when he saw that peerless face beneath the veil, Ye Xiu still felt a firework explode in his mind.

Looking at a beauty under the lamp, the more one looks, the more spirited one becomes.

At this moment, Si Youyou's brows and eyes were filled with tenderness, her face like peach blossoms, those phoenix eyes that usually carried a hint of majesty or cunning...

...were now like a pool of autumn water, filled with shyness and love.

"Little rascal..."

Si Youyou parted her red lips slightly, her voice so soft and sweet it could drip water, "Stunned?"

"I could look at you for a lifetime and never have enough."

Ye Xiu chuckled, sat down beside her, and naturally wrapped his arm around her slender waist.

"Wife, shouldn't we drink the nuptial wine?"

The two linked arms and drank the wine in their cups.

The wine didn't make them drunk, they were drunk on each other.

"Ye Lang..."

Putting down the wine cups, Si Youyou leaned gently into Ye Xiu's embrace, her fingers drawing circles on his chest.

"That sword strike of yours today... was truly handsome.

At that moment, I knew that I, Si Youyou, had not chosen the wrong person in this life."

"That's for sure."

Ye Xiu grabbed her mischievous little hand and whispered with a wicked smile in her ear:

"However, that strike drained all my strength. Tonight... Wife, you must compensate me well."

"Hateful..."

Si Youyou gave a coquettish rebuke, but fell backward onto the red brocade quilt, her dark hair spreading out like a blooming black peony.

The red candle sputtered.

The scenes that followed are indescribable...

It is only said... the red curtains were warm, and the spring night was short.