Yuan Heng looked at Tongtian, her small face filled with pride. She glanced around the Three Pure Ones; how was it that they hadn't brought a single junior with them?
“Senior Brother Tongtian, how is it that you didn't bring Duobao along?”
When it came to this topic, Tongtian instantly perked up. “Your Senior Brother Yuanshi accepted a disciple a few days ago named Nanji, whose cultivation is higher than Duobao's...”
“When Duobao found out, he was completely crestfallen. He resolved to work harder and went straight into secluded cultivation.”
Hahaha! Even now, Tongtian couldn't help but laugh whenever he recalled Duobao's incredulous little expression.
Duobao, crying without tears: “...”
Boohoo, damn it! How could the disciple Second Senior Uncle just took in be so formidable?!
Yuan Heng raised her eyes and looked at Yuanshi curiously. Nanji Xianweng... That was fast.
The corners of Yuanshi's mouth curled upward by a microscopic three pixels. “Nanji has deep providence and a resilient temperament. He is fit to join my outer sect.”
Cough, cough... He also hadn't expected that accepting a disciple would actually motivate his own junior so much... Excellent. The atmosphere on Mount Kunlun should be this proactive.
Nanji, who in reality had witnessed Martial Uncle Tongtian's eldest disciple engaging in fierce, frantic competition the moment he entered the sect: “...”
Ahhh, so this is the Three Pure Ones? To think they are this terrifying! No, the Yuqing lineage must not fall behind others!
Brain, move! Hurry up and study!
Yuan Heng nodded and cupped her hands slightly toward Yuanshi. “Then I must congratulate Senior Brother Yuanshi on accepting such a fine disciple.”
Yuanshi nodded slightly, accepting the congratulations.
The seating arrangements for the few of them were more or less the same, either right next to each other or just in front. Once everyone had settled into their seats, Dijun's Heavenly Marriage ceremony was about to begin.
At the grand ceremony, ritual music resonated in unison, and even the starry rivers seemed to offer their congratulations. It was exceptionally lively.
Yuan Heng enjoyed her spiritual fruits while admiring the Primordial World's very first Heavenly Marriage.
Liquid moonlight flowed down from the Lunar Star. Xihe and Changxi stepped into the main hall upon a pathway of gentle light... Senior Sister Nuwa stood there holding the Red Marriage Ball, personally officiating the marriage for the three of them.
Watching this made Yuan Heng's teeth itch with envy. Such beautiful fairies, yet that fellow Dijun was actually going to marry two of them at the same time.
Hmph, on what grounds...
Without her realizing when, Taiyi had quietly made his way to her side. “Fellow Daoist Yuan Heng, you do not look well. Has our Demon Court been remiss in hosting you in some way?”
The moment Yuan Heng turned her head, she came face-to-face with Taiyi's arrogant, cold visage. Her hand shook in startlement, and the spiritual fruit in her palm almost dropped to the floor.
“Fellow Daoist Taiyi, please don't pop up out of nowhere like that and scare me.”
She had thought she had accidentally spoken her inner thoughts aloud just now, which terrified her.
The corner of Taiyi's mouth hooked upward slightly, his eyes brimming with amusement. “Then that is indeed my mistake.”
In truth, Taiyi had spotted her annoyed expression from afar and wondered if some blind member of the Demon Race had offended her, which was why he decided to come over and check.
Yuan Heng stared at him, blinking her eyes. After a moment of hesitation, she summoned her courage and asked, “Fellow Daoist Taiyi, why aren't you having a Heavenly Marriage of your own?”
Taiyi: “...”
“Only the Great Dao and the Eastern Emperor Bell reside in my heart.”
“Ohhh~”
Yuan Heng's eyes danced with teasing amusement. So that was how it was~
With no woman in his heart, tolling the bell naturally makes him godlike.
With no man in my heart, I can run free on the path of the Great Dao!
Fellow Daoist, I have enlightened once more!
Slipping a glance to the side, Tongtian caught sight of the two leaning in together, whispering about who knows what. He looked left and right, unable to get a clear view. “What are my junior sister and Taiyi whispering about...”
Seeing him squirming about like a maggot on a bed of needles, the veins on Yuanshi's forehead, who was sitting right next to him, couldn't help but throb once again.
“Third Brother, if you really want to know so badly, why don't you just go over and take a look?”
In broad daylight, slouching and squirming like that—where were his manners?
Tongtian's eyes lit up, and he dashed over in an instant.
Yuqing: “...”
Taiqing shook his head helplessly. Sigh, our youngest brother is truly... beyond words.
Just as Tongtian arrived, Taiyi was about to leave. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, Yuan Heng would ask him some other marriage-related questions.
He nodded slightly to the approaching Tongtian, then walked away without looking back.
Tongtian was left entirely baffled. Sitting down beside Yuan Heng, he asked in confusion, “Junior Sister, what is wrong with Fellow Daoist Taiyi?”
Yuan Heng smiled mysteriously. “I just asked Fellow Daoist Taiyi why he isn't looking for a Dao companion. Taiyi said his heart only has room for the Great Dao and the Eastern Emperor Bell, and then... he left.”
Having said that, Yuan Heng shrugged helplessly. How could this guy just run away in the middle of a casual chat?
Tongtian froze for a brief moment upon hearing this, then nodded in complete agreement. “Fellow Daoist Taiyi speaks the absolute truth.”
“To tell you the truth, my heart is also filled with the pursuit of the Great Dao... and his Chaos Clock...”
Yuan Heng: ???
Huh?
Tongtian was thoroughly vexed. Dammit, back then, that clock was so close to him, so incredibly close~
He never expected that with a slip of his hand, it would actually slip away and end up in Taiyi's grasp.
Tui! How he loathed that moment!
Before Yuan Heng could even think through the intricacies of this, Senior Sister Nuwa raised the Red Marriage Ball and proceeded to the final stage.
“The Heavenly Dao above, let the Primordial World bear witness!
I, Nuwa, bearing the virtue of creation and wielding the top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Red Marriage Ball, do hereby officiate this Heavenly Marriage today for Demon Emperor Dijun and the Lunar Goddesses Xihe and Changxi.
The Sun is the ultimate Yang, and the Moon is the ultimate Yin; when Yin and Yang harmonize, they align with the Great Dao... Today, they shall forge the bond of Dao companions, jointly governing the stars of the cosmos and protecting all living souls in the Primordial World.
Guided by the Red Marriage Ball, destiny seals this alliance. May the Heavenly Dao bear witness!”
The moment her voice fell, the Red Marriage Ball erupted with brilliant rays of light, and a thread of red wrapped around the wrists of the three.
Golden clouds surged across the sky as Heavenly Dao merit descended... The fortune of the Demon Court soared dramatically in an instant.
Yuan Heng watched, utterly dazed. What a grand spectacle, what abundant merit, what... raging, blazing fortune.
Sigh...
The Demon Emperor invited Senior Sister Nuwa and Fellow Daoist Fuxi to officially join the Demon Court, offering them a share of the Demon Race's fortune and worship.
Senior Sister Nuwa was still mindful of her master's previous warning. Even though using fortune for cultivation was incredibly tempting for a 'cultivation maniac' like her, she still resolutely refused.
The atmosphere became slightly awkward. At that moment, Fellow Daoist Fuxi, for reasons unknown, took the initiative to offer to join the Demon Court under Senior Sister Nuwa's death stare, which served to defuse the situation...
Yuan Heng scanned the room. Gazing at the magnificent grandeur of the hall, she couldn't help but sigh. High tides must eventually recede; things decline once they reach their peak.
Of course, this was probably not even their absolute peak yet.
Tongtian noticed Yuan Heng's reaction and leaned in slightly. “Junior Sister, what is it?”
Yuan Heng shook her head gently. “I am just feeling a little sentimental, that is all.”
Hm??
Tongtian scratched his head. His handsome face, characterized by sharp brows and bright eyes, was filled with confusion. What was there to be sentimental about?
Remembering what his eldest brother had said to him previously, he could guess a few points.
Tongtian spoke to comfort her, “Junior Sister, this is destiny.”
Upon hearing this, Yuan Heng nodded understandingly. “I know.”
The celebration soon came to an end. Yuan Heng led Haotian and Yaochi out of the main hall, bidding farewell to her senior brothers and sisters at the South Heaven Gate.
Perhaps because of Fuxi's unauthorized action, Senior Sister Nuwa still wore a stern, cold expression when she came out.
Yet the moment she saw Yuan Heng, her expression melted into a warm, gentle smile.
Fuxi: “...”
I'm doomed. When we get back, my little sister won't talk to me for a long time.
Yuan Heng: (⇀‸↼‶)
Fellow Daoist Fuxi, you totally deserved that.
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