CHAPTER 1842: CHAPTER 1843: INTERRUPTED WEDDING

At this moment, you exude an intimidating aura, which makes Wang Ling’s face change with astonishment as he prepares to continue speaking. He realizes that the you he sees has transformed; you are not just a person, but a beast that devours humans!

Wang Ling organized his thoughts, trying to control the speed and tone of his speech, while also cautiously diluting the sharing of events with you.

However, you have always been impatient, especially after arriving in this world. Anything unrelated to you, you never bothered with, but anything slightly connected, you resolved with immediacy and urgency.

Therefore, Wang Ling’s further speech, you couldn’t be bothered to listen to, and straightforwardly asked, "Where is Zhao Yu?"

Wang Ling dared not meet your gaze directly and said with his head slightly lowered, "Tonight, they are getting married."

"Where?"

"Marquis of Pingyang Mansion."

"Hoo—"

You let out a long sigh, then stood up, walked out of the room, and sat cross-legged in Wang Ling’s courtyard, with the Verdict lying flat on your legs. Behind you stood a century-old tree, whose lush leaves and branches spread with immense vigor.

Wang Ling looked baffled, turning to Ren Hongchang.

Ren Hongchang explained, "He’s preparing for tonight. It seems he’s destined to indulge in madness with someone tonight, but that’s okay, humph."

"But that Marquis of Pingyang commands troops of eighty thousand, and his mansion must be heavily guarded. It is too risky for just the two of you."

Ren Hongchang chuckled, saying no more. Often, actions couldn’t be explained directly through words, and she didn’t need to explain much to Wang Ling. To her, even if it meant going through trials of fire and blade, she’d definitely follow if you advanced.

Others naturally did not understand your peculiar actions, but as your woman, Ren Hongchang knew very well. According to your master Hua Tuo, your physique is exceptionally unique, not only does it encompass the Five Elements attributes, but they are also extremely pure. If Hua Tuo had known you ten years ago, today’s you would be unparalleled in the world, invincible in battle!

Though starting to cultivate now may seem late, if you could gather five women with pure Five Elements attributes and engage in dual cultivation, in five years, you would reach a realm of great perfection. It is a realm only theorized, never reached, and even Hua Tuo didn’t know what effects it would have.

Perhaps by then, you could shatter the void and venture into a legendary perfect world.

Apart from dual cultivation, you now meditate in places rich with one of the Five Elements, absorbing and condensing strength through your breath. Like now, the trees around you, especially the hundred-year-old tree, occasionally release a dense Wood attribute aura, greatly benefiting you.

Soon after, Ren Hongchang also sat beside you cross-legged. You had already imparted the Wood attribute part of the Five Elements Opera to her. To keep pace with you and not become a burden, Ren Hongchang strived hard. She knew clearly, she was not only to be your woman but to always follow by your side, to find her sense of presence.

Watching this peculiar couple, Wang Ling could only shake his head and sigh. He actually sought you out for another important matter, but the timing was not right, considering the current predicament. Otherwise, he knew you absolutely wouldn’t lend a helping hand.

When night fell, Wang Ling returned to his little courtyard to find you, only to discover that you and Ren Hongchang had vanished. Asking the guards outside the door, no one knew when you both left.

The Marquis of Pingyang Mansion was bustling and lively tonight, people coming and going. Everyone’s face bore smiles, except for Zhao Yu, who stayed in the red-lit boudoir.

At this moment, Zhao Yu, clad in red attire, sat silently by the window, gazing at the eastern sky. Zhao Yu’s expression was as calm as still water, as cold as water, devoid of any emotion, as if her heart had long since died. What remained was merely a shell.

"Even now, are you still thinking of that person?"

A slightly deep voice came from behind Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu didn’t turn around, not even bothering to speak. If not for her long eyelashes quivering slightly, she’d appear still as a statue.

"Little Yu, among so many disciples, none possess as good wisdom and aptitude as you. I had hoped for you to become the next Sect Leader, but your actions were too reckless! You bestowed your precious chastity to a scoundrel. That Li Muyun is just a street ruffian, worlds apart from my nephew Wen Jin!"

The woman slowly walked behind Zhao Yu, her face covered with a veil, obscuring her appearance. However, her figure was graceful and shapely, not showing signs of age.

Seeing Zhao Yu still indifferent, the woman continued, "Since you cannot be the next Sect Leader, you will marry Wen Jin. This will maintain a close relationship between the Goddess Sect and the Zhang family."

Zhao Yu remained unmoved, slowly closing her eyes as a tear rolled down her cheek.

"Hmph!"

After the woman left, Zhao Yu softly murmured to the eastern night sky, "My husband, I’m sorry. I fear I cannot meet with you again in this life. May we be spouses again in the next."

"Auspicious time has arrived——"

With a loud voice, the hall that was bustling quieted down immediately.

Zhang Xiu stood in the center of the hall with a radiant face, waiting for the appearance of the woman he loved most. Zhang Xiu truly loved Zhao Yu. Over the years, he had sacrificed much for Zhao Yu, although she did not appreciate it. But he believed his silent dedication would surely be rewarded. At the moment he learned Zhao Yu had become someone else’s wife, the world seemed to spin and collapse for him.

Now, through his efforts, Zhao Yu finally returned to his side. He didn’t care that Zhao Yu was no longer pure. He loved her heart, not her past.

At this moment, everyone’s attention turned to the doorway.

Amidst a group of maids, Zhao Yu appeared slowly, dressed in red.

Zhao Yu’s appearance elicited collective awe from all the men present.

"Congratulations to Wen Jin for such a beautiful bride!" This was the normal reaction.

"The beauty is like jade, wondrous and exquisite!" This was the uniform admiration of the scholars.

"If my wife were half, no! Even a tenth as pretty as the bride, I’d smile in my sleep," said the crude but direct ones.

However, surprisingly, as Zhao Yu’s front foot crossed the threshold, her other foot lingered outside. When everyone didn’t understand, a woman hiding behind the curtain suddenly exclaimed, "Not good!"

Zhao Yu’s beauty lies in a transcendent aura from within, her delicate features seem meticulously crafted by master artisans, offering a perfect visual delight.

Both spiritually and visually, Zhao Yu is flawless.

Her deep eyes, like pearls in the night, didn’t glance at Zhang Xiu from the moment she entered. Her graceful head was slightly inclined, looking toward the eastern sky, seemingly feeling that its expanse was her heart’s home and dreamland.

Time slowly passed.

As the veiled woman gasped, Zhao Yu faced the night sky with a serene, peaceful smile that carried deep thoughts. Zhao Yu gently opened her red lips, "Husband, I am yours in life; in death, my soul belongs to you. Until the next life."