Chapter 466 - 418: Bounteous Dowry

Chapter 466: Chapter 418: Bounteous Dowry

Ever since she was a child, she had been held in the palm of Han Wu the Sub-Venerable’s hand.

And in the future, she would have Fang Yang to support her, and she him.

Who wouldn’t be astonished by Sen Hui’s incredible fortune?

At this very moment, the palace in the clouds was bustling with excitement.

Powerful lords and heroes from every corner of the realm had gathered, all of whom considered it an honor just to step foot in the main hall.

Soldier Star Great Saint lowered his gaze. ’Could I ever host such a grand wedding feast for Caiwei and Dongli?’ he wondered, shaking his head inwardly.

Fu Sheng Fairy and the Purple Sky Manor Master, a couple themselves, exchanged a look of private amazement. ’When we became partners, the entire manor celebrated, but it was nothing this spectacular,’ they thought. ’Heh, the younger generation is truly formidable.’

Chenri the Great Saint clutched his salt-and-pepper beard, feeling a major headache coming on.

’It’s just as the Purple Sky Manor Master said. The Zither Immortal has feelings for Fang Yang.’

’Good thing I sent her off to forge her natal Sacred Artifact and plan her ascension to Sainthood.’

’If she finds out that Fang Yang and Sen Hui are getting married, I’m afraid she’ll get suspicious and cause trouble.’

At that moment, within the grand banquet hall, each of the Great Saints was lost in their own thoughts.

Some were mentally comparing Fang Yang and Sen Hui to their own disciples, while others were measuring themselves against Han Wu the Sub-Venerable.

...

"Xiaohui, you look so beautiful today." Saint Fan Liu’s eyes sparkled like stars, but a hint of tears glimmered in their depths.

Bai Zhi the Medicine Saint, smiling gently, took Sen Hui’s delicate hands. "Yes, you are. As beautiful as a goddess. That rascal Ah Yang is one lucky guy."

A blush bloomed on Sen Hui’s cheeks. She seemed a little flustered, but her expression was earnest as she said, "No, that’s not it. I’m the one who’s truly lucky to be with Ah Yang."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Sen spoke in a tone that was both happy and tinged with fond resignation. "Men must marry, and women must wed. I just didn’t expect you to start taking Ah Yang’s side so quickly, Xiaohui."

In the next moment, Sen Hui’s face flushed an even deeper crimson, which was a lovely sight to behold.

In that instant, even Xuezhi, Cairou, and the other ladies couldn’t help but break into smiles.

Laughter echoed through the room, filling the air with joy.

...

Under the watchful eyes of the masses, the wedding ceremony began.

Auspicious purple clouds billowed for thousands of miles, and the divine forms of countless auspicious beasts manifested in unison.

The scene was magnificent and breathtaking.

At this moment, in the palace among the clouds, bells rang and chimes were struck, their melodious music drifting through the air.

Two platforms were erected, one to the left and one to the right, adorned with a jade dragon and a golden phoenix.

And it was upon these high platforms that Fang Yang and Sen Hui stood.

"First, bow to heaven and earth! Second, bow to the elders! Third, the couple shall bow to each other..."

The auspicious calls echoed in all directions.

Under the watchful eyes of their elders—Father Sen, Mrs. Sen, Bai Zhi the Medicine Saint, and the respected clan patriarchs—Fang Yang and Sen Hui proceeded steadily through each ritual of the ceremony.

As the ceremony reached its climax, the atmosphere was utterly festive.

"Xiaohui, for all my life, I swear I will never fail you."

"Ah Yang..."

Beneath her Phoenix Crown and embroidered robes, Sen Hui’s eyes crinkled in a smile. She let out a soft murmur, her heart overflowing with joy.

Before long, Sen Hui was escorted back to her new chambers by Xuezhi, Bai Zhi the Medicine Saint, and the others.

Meanwhile, in the palace among the clouds, Han Wu the Sub-Venerable, Chenri the Great Saint, Fu Sheng Fairy, the Purple Sky Manor Master, and the others were all raising their cups in a toast.

They were toasting Fang Yang and Sen Hui, celebrating their joyous union.

In that moment, everyone present was filled with different emotions.

Second Uncle Fang and Seventh Uncle Fang were filled with gratification and excitement, their eyes misty with tears.

Fang Min wore an enraptured expression, her heart bursting with joy. She secretly vowed to protect all of this—at the very least, she would ensure that Sen Hui’s position as the clan’s matriarch remained unshakable!

The four Pavilion Elders—Flower, Bird, Fish, and Insect—were filled with both wistful emotion and great joy.

They resolved to live even longer, to properly teach the future children of Fang Yang and Sen Hui and help them surpass even Sen Yue and Fang Yang!

...

He was married.

Amidst the toasts and celebrations, Fang Yang felt a moment of daze as ripples once again stirred the lake of his heart.

But in the next instant, it returned to a placid calm, utterly still.

Bathed in flickering candlelight, Fang Yang left the banquet and headed for their chambers.

「Meanwhile.」

Sen Hui, waiting in the bridal suite, was also in something of a daze.

Even with her mother, her master, and her friends beside her, she couldn’t calm the turmoil in her heart.

Her mind raced with so many thoughts.

She thought of her first meeting with Fang Yang, their first conflict, their secret competitions...

Just as she was lost in her reverie, the sound of familiar footsteps reached her ears.

The next moment, Fang Yang pushed open the door.

"Xiaohui, we’ll take our leave now."

Seeing Fang Yang arrive, Bai Zhi the Medicine Saint and the others took their leave one by one, closing the door securely behind them.

Back in the main hall, Han Wu the Sub-Venerable sat in the seat of honor, a smile on his face.

Han Wu the Sub-Venerable’s power settled over the palace as he activated layers of restrictive arrays, shielding the area from all prying eyes.

...

Fang Yang and Sen Hui’s wedding ceremony brought the entire Changkong clan to a state of extraordinary celebration.

The festivities lasted for an entire day, and it was only after night had fully fallen that a measure of quiet returned to the Changkong clan.

The stars and moon cast a gentle glow, and tonight’s moonlight seemed especially bright.

The bridal chamber was warmly and invitingly decorated.

The floor was covered by a magnificent red carpet, exquisitely embroidered with dragons, phoenixes, and auspicious clouds. Red silk draped every wall.

On opulent golden stands, two large red wedding candles shimmered brilliantly. Their sides were carved from gold lacquer, depicting dragons and phoenixes soaring to the heavens.

As the candlelight flickered, it reflected off floor-length curtains of flowing gold and glazed glass, instantly casting a hazy, dreamlike glow throughout the room.

At this moment, Sen Hui sat upon the bed, awaiting Fang Yang’s arrival.

When Sen Hui heard those familiar footsteps, her delicate body trembled slightly before tensing with a mixture of nervousness and joy.

Fang Yang advanced slowly, stepping into the soft, warm, and intimate light, his eyes fixed on the only girl who occupied his heart.

He strode to Sen Hui’s side and gently removed her Phoenix Crown.

In an instant, a shy and bashful face of nation-toppling beauty was revealed. Under the red candlelight, she was exquisitely, incomparably lovely.