"You, hmph, Zhao Xiaowen, don't be foolish. If you don't behave, when your little lover arrives at The Peaceful Realms, the Youming King will surely throw him into hell, leaving him unable to live or die."

Rong Mama's words were extremely cold, and Zhao Xiaowen's face instantly turned even more unsightly.

"You can curse me, but you cannot curse him. You are unworthy. If you don't leave, I will destroy my own Divine Sense, and you know the consequences." Zhao Xiaowen's voice carried an icy tone.

Hearing Zhao Xiaowen's words, Rong Mama's face changed, and she spat in Zhao Xiaowen's direction before leaving.

However, as Rong Mama reached the door, a stern young man appeared in front of her.

Seeing the newcomer, Rong Mama's face changed: "Who are you?"

"I am the little lover of Zhao Xiaowen you spoke of!"

Lin Chen extended his hand, and a white flame shot out, turning the old woman into nothingness.

Lin Chen looked at the bedroom, where Zhao Xiaowen's tear-streaked face made him want to rush inside.

"Master, you cannot. The room has the Youming King's Divine Sense; if you enter, he will notice." Su Meier warned.

At this moment, the bridal procession coming to take Zhao Xiaowen to the ceremony was getting closer.

"Master, we must leave." Su Meier urged anxiously.

"Xiaowen, endure a bit longer, I will take you home right now." Lin Chen clenched his fist tightly, then turned and left.

To prevent news of Wu Feng's death from reaching Zhao Xiaowen, the Youming King had built a barrier in her room, one that even Su Meier couldn't enter.

After Rong Mama left, Zhao Xiaowen let out a long sigh.

Indeed, the Youming King ruled The Peaceful Realms and possessed the pinnacle cultivation of a Dark Emperor; even if Lin Chen came, he would find it difficult to confront him.

Thinking of these things, Zhao Xiaowen felt hopelessness overwhelm her.

Lin Chen returned to the Youming Palace, where the grand ceremony had already begun.

At this time, an elderly man with white hair took the stage.

"Everyone, please quiet down. Today is the wedding day of our king of The Peaceful Realms, the Youming King. Let us all celebrate together; now I announce the official start of the wedding ceremony."

As his words fell, salutes sounded in the sky, and music began to play.

"Now we invite the couple to enter."

With the announcement, from a high platform within the palace, two black lotuses slowly descended carrying two people.

On the black lotus to the left stood a man in black robes, his demeanor cold, exuding an aura of authority.

On the black lotus to the right was a graceful girl in red, her face strikingly beautiful, like a nation-toppling allure.

As the two main figures appeared, thunderous applause erupted within the palace.

Upon the black lotus, the Youming King was exceedingly excited.

He had awaited this day for so long; from the moment he first saw Zhao Xiaowen, he realized that she was no ordinary girl.

She possessed an immortal fetal jade body, and uniting with her could greatly enhance his cultivation.

But Zhao Xiaowen continually threatened him with death, preventing him from acting rashly.

All this time, he had been suppressing his desires, waiting for this day to come.

Now, he even had the urge to pin that immortal body beneath him to achieve a breakthrough.

Yet on Zhao Xiaowen's face was not the slightest hint of a smile; her cheeks bore traces of tears, her eyes empty, a sign of despair and relentless sorrow.

Below the stage, Lin Chen saw the lingering tears on Zhao Xiaowen's face, and his heart was about to break.

"Xiaowen, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I came too late. The suffering and grievances you've endured, I will make these bastards pay tenfold, I will take you home!"

As melodious music played from both sides, the two walked to the center of the palace hall.

"Xiaowen, you've finally decided to marry me." The Youming King's face still bore excitement.

Zhao Xiaowen replied expressionlessly, "You promised you'd release Wu Feng."

The Youming King smiled faintly, "Wu Feng is right down there."

He pointed with his hand, and sure enough, in a corner, Wu Feng was sitting there, waving at him.

Looking at that Wu Feng, Zhao Xiaowen sensed something was amiss, but his appearance indeed was Wu Feng's.

"Xiaowen, the ceremony is about to start, rest assured I will treat you well." The Youming King chuckled lightly.

At this moment, the elderly host smiled faintly, "Honored guests, I imagine everyone is aware of the Youming King's formidable strength. Years ago, he single-handedly swept through The Peaceful Realms, ending its chaotic history and establishing a new order. But did anyone imagine our Youming King was also a hopeless romantic?"

Hearing the old man's words, laughter immediately filled the palace.

"Our Youming King met Miss Zhao Xiaowen by chance, and then fell hopelessly in love with her. From that day, he pursued her relentlessly, and today, they have finally come together."

At this moment, all eyes focused on Zhao Xiaowen.

Even many noble girls from The Peaceful Realms looked on with envy; marrying the Youming King had been a dream for many of them, yet they never even got a chance to look at him, while this girl had become his woman.

In their eyes, marrying the Youming King and becoming his woman was the highest honor imaginable.

The old man smiled gently, "Next, we have the Youming King to speak."

The Youming King wore a proud smile, and a mighty aura enveloped the entire Youming Palace in an instant.

"Everyone, there are two events in my life that bring me the most joy. The first is uniting The Peaceful Realms, and the second is meeting Zhao Xiaowen. Here I vow to the gods above, I will love, respect, and cherish you forever, making you the happiest woman alive."

Listening to the Youming King's emotional words, thunderous applause erupted in the Youming Palace, with many moved by this romantic declaration.

The Youming King spoke, gazing deeply at Zhao Xiaowen, "Xiaowen, becoming the Youming King's woman is the most fortuitous thing."

Saying this, a black lotus slowly appeared in the Youming King's hand, "This black lotus is a top-grade Divine Artifact, able to withstand attacks from Demigod realm beings. I'm giving it to you."

Boom!

Hearing that the Youming King was giving Zhao Xiaowen a top-grade Divine Artifact, everyone was stunned.

After all, the black lotus was the Youming King's personal treasure, yet he gifted such an artifact to Zhao Xiaowen.

Everyone stared at the black lotus with envy and resentment.

Zhao Xiaowen mechanically accepted the black lotus, her face showing no emotion.

The Youming King didn't mind, and he snapped his fingers.

At that moment, countless rose petals descended from the skies, enveloping the entire palace in a kaleidoscope of colorful lights.

Seeing this romantic scene, all the women let out shrieks of excitement.

Roses, a thing of the mortal realm, would wither upon entering The Peaceful Realms. Yet the roses descending from the sky were somehow kept fresh by unknown means of the Youming King.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, the Youming King elegantly knelt on one knee, holding a radiant ring: "Xiaowen, marry me!"