Chapter 64: Marriage Before Love

This is the Heavenly Court, not the mortal realm. Here, the immortals do not need to act furtively, and Xuanyuan Sanfeng could sense that more and more immortals were gathering in this direction.

Just as Alan had anticipated, there were very few people left in the square, and it seemed that a few had already finished their appraisals and simply stayed behind to watch the excitement.

When the city gates slowly opened, only a young man clad in white armor and a silver robe emerged. The gates instantly slammed shut behind him. The thousands of rebellious soldiers couldn't help but shudder, exchanging bewildered glances before bursting into boisterous laughter. They truly had not expected the defenses of Xiangyang City to be so depleted that, in a time of crisis, they could only send a mere youth to face them.

I looked around. All the faceless demons draped in black robes were facing Hu Qiqi and me, closing in step by step as if intending to encircle us.

"Since this is a matter concerning Isshiki and Zuofu, there is no need to trouble Lord Right Chancellor," Chanshan Isshiki said with a calm expression.

"Isn't it the fragment inside this shoulder bag that you want? Here you are." A voice as melodious as an oriole singing in a valley drifted from the vehicle behind. Zhao Xi'er picked up a yellow shoulder bag from the passenger seat and handed it over.

"Most of the stone chambers in this place are empty, and the items are limited. Since we are walking ahead of them, let's see if we can discover anything," Lin Ran naturally wasn't leaving just because the other party told him to; he had already made up his mind.

This was one of the few remaining fire-elemental magics left in the Staff of the Demon Thief, magic obtained from Cynthia. This fire-elemental spell known as "Blazing Flame" was also one of the spells Alan was most familiar with and one of the few he could successfully cast under his current magical reserves.

The three drunken idiots turned as pale as sheets the moment they saw it. Out of their minds with fear, they let out a miserable scream and struggled toward the street corner. With a loud crash, the two vases Tiger was clutching slipped from his arms and shattered on the ground.

Fan Zhao gesticulated wildly and spoke incessantly, detailing his five "great" inventions. Everyone listened in utter bewilderment, finding Fan Zhao's concepts incomprehensible. Inwardly proud, Fan Zhao feigned modesty and hypocritically asked everyone for their opinions.

"Ah-Ming was already blind when he met me; in fact, he has never even seen my face," Luo Caiyu offered as a very compelling piece of evidence to prove that everything she said was true.

The more Wei Yefeng spoke, the more agitated he became. He knew that Lin Xiaohuan would definitely see his public spectacle at the airport and would surely come to question him. Sure enough, everything happened just as he had anticipated—she was jealous.

Shen Jun tossed away the pig's tail and swam further forward, placing both hands on the snow-white pig. The pig was truly white, as white as snow, dazzlingly white. Fortunately, the pig's carcass was not entirely decomposed.

Li Zixiao beckoned to Basang's younger brother and sister, smiling as he pointed to the seats beside him.

"Brother, I don't want to make things difficult for you. Let's just drop the matter for today, you guys go on ahead," Lin Hai said.

As soon as Cen Kexin returned home, Du Yanyan stormed over. Lately, she had been frequenting their house a bit too often. Ever since Kexin brought her home once and she happened to run into the second older brother heading out, she had succumbed to a wave of infatuation and, with utter lack of willpower, transferred her affection from her previous idol to the second brother.

This entire process took less than a minute. Cen Kexin widened her eyes. A moment later, with a gulp, she swallowed the medicine down. Her face flushed red instantly.

Fortunately, neither of them had any objections. Compared to other candidates who deliberately flaunted their achievements, Tie Yannan's low profile appeared quite modest. The moment he stepped out of the vehicle, he was greeted by a flurry of camera shutters from the reporters.

Deep beneath the earth, Yang Chengfeng and his companions had no mood to kill enemies at this moment because they had sensed the aura of Yang Yufei.

Liu Yi walked into the room, untied the cloth wrapping his clothes, and gazed at the black garments inside. He had never worn black before, as disciples of the Seven Peaks predominantly wore white, and he rarely changed his attire anyway—only buying a new set when his old ones became too ragged to wear.

By this time, the thin masked man had forcibly dragged He Fei aside. Seeing this, the robust man abandoned any thoughts of prolonged combat, rushed toward He Fei, and together with his companion, swiftly hoisted him away, leaving Zheng Zhongyi staring blankly at the receding backs of the three figures.

The Dragon King let out a shrill cry, and in the distance, a mountain split apart with a deafening roar—as if someone had slashed a sword, severing the Demon King's arm along with the distant mountain in a single blow. Such a tremendous commotion caused the three immortals fighting in the sky to halt and look toward the Dragon King.

After exchanging a few more polite pleasantries, Xue Jiran had to return to his estate to make preparations for leaving the city, and Chang Tingluoxin departed as well. I did not attempt to make them stay, bidding a natural farewell to these two friends before pushing Ri Yueqie toward the dining table. Shishi had already prepared a table full of fine dishes, and they would get cold if not eaten soon.

The other corporations received the exact same message, immediately refocusing their attention back onto this battle.

"Provisions?" Night Owl finally caught his breath. Hearing these words, he instantly felt that the Mister Wu before him was just as demonic as the rest, tightening his guarded vigilance even further.