Chapter 395

Chapter 395: Special Chapter – The Sect Master’s Wedding

Before the Great Competition of the Two Realms.

“Sect Master, this is the final report for now.” Ling Qi handed over the document. “The plans for the next three months have been announced. With your guidance, the disciples’ cultivation efforts have doubled. Those returning from training should also ease our workload, so things should calm down for a while.”

“Good.” You You skimmed the report, signed it, then pushed a stack of completed files toward him. She stretched and added, “You’ve been busy lately.”

“Just doing my duty, Sect Master.” Ling Qi smiled briefly before hesitating. “But… why prepare months of work in advance? Are you leaving again?” Surely not—she’d already united the Six Realms, soon to be Seven. Unless an Eighth Realm existed? He suddenly felt the weight on his shoulders grow.

“Something important, but I’m not traveling.” You You replied.

“Then…?”

“Nothing major.” She straightened her desk. “Just taking time off to get married.”

“Oh… WHAT?!” Ling Qi’s eyes bulged. “M-m-married?!”

“Yep.” You You grinned, thinking of the Little Fire Chicken babysitting. “Oh, and since I don’t know wedding customs, you’ll handle the arrangements.”

“Of course…” Ling Qi nearly dropped his papers. Her serious expression confirmed it wasn’t a joke.

The Sect Master was actually marrying! She’d prearranged three months’ work just to free her schedule. His mind whirled before he blurted out,

“Sect Master…”

“Hm?”

“May I ask… who’s the groom?”

“…”

“Male or female?”

“…”

“One or… multiple?”

You You: “…”

Am I really that much of a scoundrel in your eyes?

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A month later, Zhen Yan Sect’s main peak buzzed with guests from the Three Realms. Disciples from various sects, Immortals, True Gods, and Feng Clan members crowded outside the main hall, anticipation thick in the air.

Phoenix cries pierced the sky as a gentle glow illuminated swirling birds. Their songs wove into joyous music while blossoms erupted across the sect, petals raining down.

“Sect Master You’s sedan chair approaches!”

All eyes lifted to see hundreds of birds carrying a crystalline bridal chair draped in red gauze. Through the translucent curtains, a crimson-clad figure hinted at elegance, sparking whispers about the beauty within.

“She founded the sect barely a century ago,” marveled one guest. “To marry so soon!”

“True,” another agreed. “But Master Feng’s grace makes a worthy match. Wait—the chair’s here! Where’s the groom?”

Cultivators glanced toward the silent main hall, but movement interrupted them.

“It’s landing!” The crowd surged forward as Zhen Yan disciples cleared a path, doors swinging open to welcome the procession.

As the bridal sedan chair carried by hundreds of birds was about to land at the square’s center…

Suddenly, light erupted across the square. A round protective talisman glowed beneath the chair, trapping the entire sedan mid-air.

"Now, strike!"

A voice shouted. Over a dozen figures burst from the crowd – half charging toward the hovering sedan while the others swiftly formed an array.

A massive formation materialized above everyone’s heads. The crowd froze, immobile. Whether immortal or divine, their Presence was blocked, their power locked.

A figure in white shot ahead, sword energy blazing around her as she pierced the clouds. With one swing, countless Spirit Swords materialized. CRASH! The activating protective mountain formation tore open under the strike.

The swordswoman glanced back. "Go!"

The group below hoisted the sedan chair and shattered the formation, vanishing instantly.

…

It all happened in mere breaths. The sedan and attackers disappeared.

Was that… a bride theft?!

Though bride thefts occurred in the female-scarce Immortal Realm – where seizing a bride granted a chance to become a noble lady’s attendant (if one survived the groom’s wrath and gained her consent) – this was Zhen Yan Sect! The bride was Phoenix Divine Clan!

Were they insane? Stealing from Zhen Yan Sect?!

More baffling: Sect Master You couldn’t resist inside the sedan, but why did Zhen Yan Sect offer no resistance? Weren’t they Six Realms’ strongest? They just watched their sect master get kidnapped?!

The square fell silent. Three Realms stared in shock until someone finally cried:

"You… Sect Master You’s gone! What do we do?!"

All eyes snapped toward Zhen Yan Sect’s leaders before the main hall.

Ling Qi: "…" Bride theft? Wait – wasn’t that formation-breaker Shui Yan?

Yuan Qi: "…" Never wanted that idiot Demon God as brother-in-law anyway. Why interfere?

Feng Father & Mother: "…" What happened? Too busy flirting to notice!

Single Feng Clan members: "…" FFFFFFF

Perhaps stunned by the audacity, no Zhen Yan member gave chase. The eerie silence held until red robes swept from the hall. A familiar voice rang out:

"Why’s everyone quiet? Wasn’t the sedan supposed to arrive?" You You strode out, scanning the crowd.

Zhen Yan Sect: "…"

Everyone: "…"

Huh?

Huh?! Huh?! Huh?! Huh?! HUH!!!!

Why was Sect Master You HERE?

Then who was in the sedan…

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Seventh Heavenly Layer.

"They’re here!" The heavily guarded gates of the Immortal Palace swung open. Several female immortals were waiting anxiously until they spotted distant figures approaching. Leading them, Seventh Heavenly Emperor Hong Fei stepped forward urgently, "Shui Yan, how did it go?"

Shui Yan looked pleasantly surprised herself, nodding excitedly while glancing at the glowing bridal sedan behind her. "We succeeded! The restriction formation mentioned by the Heavenly Emperor worked!"

"Good!" Hong Fei’s face brightened as she peered at the faint figure inside the sedan. "Our sect master’s brilliance outshines all. How could the Feng Clan ever deserve her? She must’ve been tricked! We won’t let schemers deceive our wonderful sect master."

"Exactly!" The gathered female immortals and cultivators nodded vigorously, their faces screaming unanimous rejection of this union.

"That formation only stalls them briefly," Shui Yan warned. "The Feng Clan and Master Yuan will track us. We must move the sect master to safety now!"

"Right!" Hong Fei snapped back to urgency. "I’ve made preparations. Take the sect master and follow me!"

Shui Yan rushed to the sedan, lifting its curtain while apologizing, "Sect master, forgive this disrespectful method. We had no choice but to temporarily…"

Her words died as she looked inside.

A man and woman shouted simultaneously:

Feng Rong: "Why you?!"

Shui Yan: "Why you?!"

Female immortals: "……"

"Why are YOU in the bridal sedan? Where’s the sect master?!"

"Shouldn’t she be at the main peak? What is this place? What have you done?!"

"But…aren’t you the groom?" Since when do grooms ride in bridal sedans? And the sect master only spoke of marriage, not taking a husband!

"The ceremony’s at the main peak," Feng Rong retorted defiantly. "I needed to come from Second Peak – what’s wrong with that?" He saw no difference between marrying You You and being married by her.

Shui Yan: "……"

Hong Fei: "……"

Everyone: "……"

Silence hung thickly until…

An enraged shout shook the skies: "WHO DARES STEAL MY MAN? SURRENDER HIM!"

Huh?

"A heart unburdened by men wields divine blades!"

"!!!!!!!!!!"

《The End》