44: Chapter 44 The Eve of the Wedding (Part Two)

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, the day of Chen Shanzhi and Tang Xiaowu's wedding arrived.

What Chen Shanzhi found strange was that over the past few days, the rats within the Witch Clan who harbored ulterior motives seemed to have died off, not even causing a single ripple.

The entire Witch Clan was joyfully preparing for this sudden grand wedding.

"When things are abnormal, there must be a demon at work."

Chen Shanzhi looked at himself in the mirror, dressed in bright red wedding robes, and a cold sneer curled the corner of his mouth.

No rush; the fox's tail would show eventually.

According to Witch Clan customs, the groom must overcome many obstacles to pick up the bride.

However, Chen Shanzhi was, after all, Commander Chen of Great Zhou, and with Miao Yunzhan secretly giving the word, the Gu insects and poison Formations meant to trouble the groom were all just for show.

Soon, Chen Shanzhi led the wedding procession to the door of Tang Xiaowu's boudoir.

With a creak, the carved wooden door was slowly pushed open by two maids.

Chen Shanzhi looked up, and his breath suddenly hitched.

There stood Tang Xiaowu, dressed in the vibrant, fire-like ceremonial robes of a Witch Clan bride, standing quietly in the room.

On the bright red fabric, complex and mysterious totems were embroidered with gold thread, making her already snow-white skin look as if it could be pinched to reveal water.

Her slender waist, which could be encircled by a hand, was cinched by a gem-encrusted belt, outlining a breathtakingly perfect curve.

Her head was covered by a bright red bridal veil. But as she moved, the tassels at the edge of the veil swayed slightly, occasionally revealing a segment of her snow-white, long, jade-like neck and her delicate, rounded chin, which only added an extreme, alluring charm, like a beauty hiding behind a pipa.

In his past life, Chen Shanzhi was a lifelong bachelor and a shut-in who could only look at 2D characters on a screen. Where had he ever seen such a beautiful person?

"Groom, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and carry the bride out!" The matchmaker standing by, seeing Chen Shanzhi staring blankly, couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, quickly speaking up to remind him.

Chen Shanzhi finally came to his senses, his old face flushing a rare shade of red.

He strode over and bowed slightly in front of Tang Xiaowu.

Tang Xiaowu, covered by the veil, had her vision blocked. She hesitated for a moment before extending her two fair, tender arms and gently wrapping them around Chen Shanzhi's neck.

Chen Shanzhi took the opportunity to scoop her up, steadily carrying her on his back.

With this scoop, his hands naturally rested on the inner thighs of Tang Xiaowu. Even through the fabric of the wedding dress, the amazing elasticity and delicate touch were transmitted to his palms.

Chen Shanzhi's heart fluttered, and acting on impulse, he applied a little force with his fingers and squeezed gently a few times.

"Mmm..." A sound reached his ears instantly—a tiny, mosquito-like moan that Tang Xiaowu was trying her best to suppress. The sound was alluring to the bone, making half of Chen Shanzhi's bones go soft.

Immediately after, two shockingly soft mounds pressed firmly against his back. A faint fragrance, a mixture of a young girl's natural scent and expensive powder, drifted into Chen Shanzhi's nostrils without warning.

"Don't touch me randomly!" Tang Xiaowu's gritted-teeth voice rang in Chen Shanzhi's ear, carrying a hint of shame and anger. If she weren't wearing the veil and surrounded by people, she would have really wanted to bite this lecher to death!

"Ahem, a mistake, I didn't control my strength well." Chen Shanzhi coughed twice, forcing an explanation.

Tang Xiaowu didn't dwell on this issue; she lowered her voice, her tone filled with anxiety and confusion: "Hey, Chen Shanzhi. We are getting married today, so how come those people from the opposition haven't made a single move?"

"If we finish the bowing ceremony to heaven and earth, and the Alliance becomes a settled fact, how will they stop it? Could the speculation that night have been wrong?"

Chen Shanzhi walked forward steadily while carrying her, replying indifferently: "Isn't this good?"

"Once we are married and the rice is cooked, Great Zhou and the Witch Clan will have successfully formed an Alliance. Those stubborn old men who opposed it, no matter how unhappy they are, will definitely quiet down for the sake of the Witch Clan's overall situation."

"Those rats hiding in the dark won't have a chance to incite internal strife, and naturally, they won't have the chance to steal the Formation diagrams and Cultivation Technique. Once this storm passes, won't our task in the Secret Realm be completed as a matter of course?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Xiaowu's tone faltered: "But... but..."

But what? But if it really goes like this, won't we really become husband and wife? Once the Secret Realm task is completed, how will I face my Sixth Brother after leaving the Secret Realm?

How could Chen Shanzhi not know what Tang Xiaowu was thinking? The reason he said that just now was actually to confirm one thing. Now that he saw Tang Xiaowu hadn't strictly refused their marriage, a thoughtful look appeared on Chen Shanzhi's face.

Thinking of this, Chen Shanzhi's hands, which were supporting Tang Xiaowu's legs, took advantage of the swaying motion of walking to suddenly slide deeper into her firm inner thighs!

"Mmm!" Tang Xiaowu's body trembled violently, as if she had been electrocuted. Her two long, beautiful legs immediately reflexively clamped shut, tightly locking onto Chen Shanzhi's arms.

"You... what are you doing!" She was going crazy with anger, but hindered by the crowds playing gongs and drums, she didn't dare to flare up loudly. She could only bury her head in the crook of Chen Shanzhi's neck, like an angry little wildcat, viciously questioning him in a whisper.

"What are you worried about?" Chen Shanzhi, feeling the warm, fragrant softness on his arms, whispered shamelessly: "You must remember your current identity. In this Secret Realm, you are not Tang Xiaowu; you are the Witch Clan's Saintess, Miao Aman."

"The ones getting married right now are Miao Aman and Commander Chen of Great Zhou. They are two lovers with mutual affection, so what's wrong with them being intimate? This is called getting into character, understand?"

"Miao Aman... Commander Chen..." Tang Xiaowu seemed to have found an excellent excuse for herself. Her cheeks were burning hot, so she simply pressed her head firmly against the back of Chen Shanzhi's neck. Then she played the ostrich, letting that bad hand do its evil deeds.

Amidst the deafening festive music, Chen Shanzhi carried Tang Xiaowu all the way to the entrance of the Witch Clan's most magnificent great hall. After setting Tang Xiaowu down, Chen Shanzhi took the opportunity to hold her soft, boneless little hand. Tang Xiaowu only struggled symbolically for a moment before letting him hold it, and together they stepped into the great hall.

At this moment, the great hall was already packed with people, and the high-ranking members of the Witch Clan and leaders of the various tribes were all present. A brand-new red carpet was spread from the entrance all the way to the main seat of the hall. Miao Yunzhan, dressed in his ceremonial Clan Chief robes, sat on the main seat with a glowing face, watching the newlyweds walk slowly toward him.

In the center of the red carpet, there was a brazier burning with a raging fire. When the two of them arrived in front of the brazier holding hands, the presiding Elder sang out loudly: "Groom, support her hand; bride, step over the brazier! It signifies that in the days to come, no matter how difficult or treacherous, the couple will be able to overcome it together. From now on, their days will be prosperous and flourishing!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Xiaowu carefully lifted her right foot, wanting to step over the brazier. However, the skirt of this Witch Clan bridal dress was designed to be extremely long and complex to show off its luxury. As soon as she lifted her foot, the hem of her skirt got snagged, and she almost fell. The first attempt ended in failure.

Seeing this, Chen Shanzhi was quick-witted and grabbed her waist. Then, he bent down extremely naturally. With his other hand, he lifted Tang Xiaowu's complex skirt slightly, helping her remove the restriction. "Step over," Chen Shanzhi said softly.

Without the hindrance of the skirt, Tang Xiaowu took a deep breath, and this time she easily lifted her leg high and steadily stepped over the brazier. However, at the very moment Tang Xiaowu lifted her leg to cross the brazier, Chen Shanzhi, who was half-bent, happened to have his gaze fall into the gap of the lifted skirt. At just one glance, Chen Shanzhi's breathing became completely disordered.

Those were a pair of legs that could be called perfect in the world! Straight, long, without a single bit of excess fat. Her skin was as white as mutton-fat jade, and under the reflection of the firelight, it glowed with a charming, lustrous sheen.

The most deadly part was that because the Witch Clan's land had a hot climate, Tang Xiaowu hadn't worn any other inner trousers under this bridal dress! As she lifted her leg, the rounded and firm base of her thigh, and even a glimpse of spring, crashed into Chen Shanzhi's line of sight without reservation.

This visual impact was more effective than any aphrodisiac! Chen Shanzhi felt a heat in his nostrils and almost had a nosebleed on the spot. When he played games in his past life, he knew this eroge heroine had a great figure, but he never expected it to be to this extent! It was simply the ultimate gospel for leg lovers!

Tang Xiaowu, with the veil on, naturally didn't know how much she had exposed in front of Chen Shanzhi just now. After crossing the brazier, the two continued to hold hands and, under the gaze of everyone, walked step by step to the front of Miao Yunzhan.

"First bow to heaven and earth—!" The presiding Elder's high-pitched voice resounded through the great hall. The two turned around and bowed deeply to the vast sky and earth outside the main gate of the hall.

"Second bow to the high hall—!" The two turned around again and bowed solemnly to Miao Yunzhan, who had a gratified smile on his face.

"Couple bow to each other—!" Chen Shanzhi and Tang Xiaowu stood facing each other. Through the bottom of the red veil, Chen Shanzhi could see Tang Xiaowu's slightly trembling hands. The two bent over at the same time and bowed.

"Ceremony complete! Send them to the bridal chamber—!" With this shout, a thunderous cheer and congratulations erupted in the great hall.

Two clever maids quickly stepped forward, supporting Tang Xiaowu from left and right, and led her to the bridal chamber in the backyard. And Chen Shanzhi, as the groom, naturally couldn't escape.

"Commander Chen, congratulations, congratulations!" "Groom, don't return until you're drunk tonight!" A crowd of people rushed up instantly, surrounding Chen Shanzhi tightly with wine bowls in their hands.

Miao Yunzhan was also in a great mood; he picked up a bowl of strong wine and laughed heroically at the crowd: "Today is a great joy! Everyone drink to your heart's content! Don't return until you're drunk!"

Three rounds of wine had passed, and the food had been tasted. In this Witch Clan, the Witch clansmen's tolerance for alcohol was truly massive. Although Chen Shanzhi secretly used True Qi to dissolve the alcohol, he couldn't withstand the large number of people and was filled with drunkenness. It wasn't until the moon hung high in the night sky that this noisy feast finally came to an end.

Chen Shanzhi left the great hall swaying, stumbling toward the bridal chamber. In the shadows not far behind him, several ghost-like black shadows were silently following him, their eyes flashing with cold Killing Intent.

...

"Creak." Chen Shanzhi pushed open the door of the bridal chamber and closed it behind him. Inside, the red candles flickered, and the light was ambiguous.

At this time, Tang Xiaowu was sitting upright on the embroidered bed with bright red curtains. Because of tension, her body was taut. A pair of delicate, jade-like hands were unconsciously rubbing the hem of her clothes on her knees, and her knuckles had turned white.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Tang Xiaowu's body trembled violently, and her voice carried a clear tremor: "Chen... Chen Shanzhi?"

"It's me."

Chen Shanzhi walked to the table, poured a cup of hangover tea, and drank it in one gulp. He turned around and walked to the bedside with steady steps. Looking down at the beautiful woman's exquisite figure before him, and then thinking back to the stunning spring scenery he saw in front of the brazier during the day, Chen Shanzhi couldn't help but have his Adam's apple roll, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He reached out his hand and slowly reached toward the red veil on Tang Xiaowu's head. Seeming to sense Chen Shanzhi's approach, Tang Xiaowu's body instinctively shrank backward, but it was to no avail.

"Swish." The red veil was lifted by Chen Shanzhi. A face of exquisite beauty instantly came into view.

Under the dim, ambiguous candlelight, Tang Xiaowu's originally pure face was now flushed with an alluring crimson due to nervousness and shyness. It was like a ripe peach, radiating a fatal attraction. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly like a startled butterfly. Her watery, beautiful eyes revealed a hint of shyness and helplessness. Especially those tender, red lips, painted with lipstick, were bright and dripping, glowing with an alluring luster, as if silently inviting someone to taste them.

So beautiful. Chen Shanzhi was momentarily mesmerized. Using the few parts of real and fake drunkenness on his body, he sat directly next to Tang Xiaowu on the bed. A charming scent, a mixture of a virgin's faint fragrance and the bride's powder, instantly rushed toward his face, drilling straight into his nostrils.

"A-Man..." Chen Shanzhi's eyes were blurred, and he raised his hand, wanting to wrap it around Tang Xiaowu's slender waist that could be encircled by a hand.

"Slap!" A crisp sound rang out. Just as Chen Shanzhi's hand was about to touch her, Tang Xiaowu, as if electrocuted, slapped his hand away heavily.

Chen Shanzhi was stunned, and the drunkenness in his eyes instantly dissipated by more than half. He saw Tang Xiaowu suddenly retreat half a foot, and the previous appearance of a shy little wife was gone. She kept a straight face, her expression incomparably serious, and said sternly: "That's enough, Chen Shanzhi, stop acting!"

"You, a Commander Chen of Great Zhou, have solid Peak Life Fire Realm cultivation. How could you possibly be drunk by those ordinary mortal wines outside?"

Tang Xiaowu took a deep breath, forced down her heartbeat, and continued: "Now that we have already finished the wedding ceremony and entered the bridal chamber, and those people within the Witch Clan didn't make a move to stop us, does that mean our Witch Clan and Great Zhou have successfully formed an Alliance? But until now, this Secret Realm hasn't ended. Is there something we haven't considered?"

Seeing this girl discussing serious business with him so earnestly at this critical moment, Chen Shanzhi rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, simply stopped pretending, and the drunken state on his body was swept away. Then he looked at Tang Xiaowu, a meaningful cold sneer curling the corner of his mouth: "Who told you they didn't make a move?"

"What do you m..." Tang Xiaowu hadn't finished her sentence.

"Boom!" In the night sky outside the bridal chamber, a loud explosion like a thunderclap suddenly sounded! Immediately after, a pale white Saber light, ten feet long and as solid as substance, tore through the night sky! Mixed with suffocating, massive Killing Intent, like a landslide or tsunami, it slashed down toward this wedding room!

"Crack—!" Before the blade even touched the roof, that terrifying Saber Qi had already plowed a bottomless, horrifying gully into the bluestone floor outside the bridal chamber!

Chen Shanzhi, who was inside the room, only felt a chilling sensation instantly shoot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head! The hairs all over his body stood up at this moment! Under this earth-shattering, massive Killing Intent, Chen Shanzhi felt his Qi aura was firmly locked. He couldn't even move his little finger, and he couldn't even form a thought of dodging!

Moreover, this Saber light was extremely precise, and the Killing Intent was aimed entirely at him alone! Tang Xiaowu, sitting nearby, although she also felt that desperate sense of oppression, did not receive any substantial locking of Killing Intent.

"Chen Shanzhi!" Tang Xiaowu turned pale and exclaimed.

At the critical moment! "Hum—!" On the walls around the bridal chamber, countless complex and ancient Witch Clan runes suddenly lit up. A translucent, dark green light shield, like an inverted large bowl, instantly rose, firmly protecting the entire room!

"Bang!" That terrifying Saber light, capable of splitting mountains and rocks, slashed fiercely onto the green barrier! The air waves rolled, and the wind howled! The entire bridal chamber trembled violently, and the green barrier flickered a few times, but it stubbornly withstood this blow without shattering!

"Damn it! When did Miao Yunzhan lay down a Formation outside the bridal chamber?" Outside the room, an old, furious voice came, sounding exasperated.

"Stop talking nonsense! Attack together, quick battle, quick decision! It won't take long for Miao Yunzhan to rush over!"

Hearing the conversation coming from outside, Chen Shanzhi, covered in cold sweat, finally let out a long breath. He turned his head and looked at Tang Xiaowu, who was pale and still in shock. He pretended to be calm and said: "See, I wasn't wrong, right?"

"Didn't these rats hiding in the gutter just jump out themselves?"