novelraw Chapter 1060 1060 The Wedding Banquet Begins
Chapter 1060 1060 The Wedding Banquet Begins
"Is this the Chaotic Demon Sea?"
Jun Xiaoyao gazed out at the vast, rolling waves, where a faint dark aura seemed to rise and drift across the surface of the sea.
The Chaotic Demon Sea — the boundary between the Ten Great Continents and the Unspeakable Lands.
Many races also made their home within it.
Including even immortal imperial clans such as the Yasha Imperial Clan, the Yamata Imperial Clan, and the Zhujuyin lineage.
"Where does this Chaotic Demon Sea originate?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.
"I've heard it's also connected to the Netherworld River — after all, the Netherworld River is the mother river of our realm, stretching across all Ten Great Continents." Shenle said.
"The Netherworld River…" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flickered with thought.
He thought of Luo Xiangling.
It was only by drawing on the power of the Netherworld River that she would be able to break through to the quasi-immortal realm after all those long years.
Jun Xiaoyao had a plan in mind — if it were at all possible.
He wanted to trace the Netherworld River back to its source.
To see if there was a way to help Luo Xiangling break through.
After all, Luo Xiangling was now completely his, and if she could break through to become an Immortal King.
Then behind Jun Xiaoyao, there would be yet another powerful backer.
A quasi-immortal did hold a fairly high status even in the foreign realm.
But it was clearly no match for a true Immortal King.
"The Chaotic Demon Sea is quite lively."
After condensing his Three-Life Primordial Spirit, Jun Xiaoyao's perception had become extraordinarily sharp.
Combined with his Primordial Spirit at the Immeasurable Grand Perfection level.
In a single thought, Jun Xiaoyao's soul sense swept across a vast expanse of sea.
Countless groups and fleets were all surging in the same direction.
"The wedding banquet must be about to begin." Shenle said.
She didn't actually want Huangquan to marry that worthless young lord of the Yamata Imperial Clan either.
It was just that Jun Xiaoyao hadn't expressed any opinion, and she couldn't very well force him to do anything.
"Let's go — it's been a long time since I attended a wedding." Jun Xiaoyao smiled.
Shenle gave Jun Xiaoyao a coquettish sideways glance.
"Has the First King's Hall forgotten the bride-seeking gathering so quickly? You took five wives in one go, you know."
Jun Xiaoyao just smiled and said nothing.
The two of them tore through space.
Shenle had also sent word ahead to the members of the Yasha Clan about their arrival.
On the other side.
On the island where the Yasha Clan resided.
Lanterns and decorations were strung everywhere, the atmosphere lively and festive.
Groups from all directions had gathered together.
"Congratulations to the beloved daughter of the Yasha Imperial Clan on her wedding day!"
"The Yasha Imperial Clan and the Yamata Imperial Clan are truly a perfect match — what a fine-looking couple."
Beings from various clans came to offer their congratulations.
Yet the faces of the Yasha Clan members were all dark with displeasure.
The more they heard these words of blessing, the worse they felt — as if it were all mockery directed at their clan.
"A perfect match? What right does that fallen imperial clan have to be called a perfect match with us?"
"Exactly — what fine-looking couple? Can that worthless young lord even be compared to our Lady Huangquan?"
The faces of the Yasha Clan members had gone as black as the bottom of a pot.
This wedding banquet was no cause for celebration to them — it was a humiliation.
In a side hall, Huangquan's silky black hair had been swept up into an exquisite bun, adorned with a white jade glass hairpin.
Her slender, supple figure was draped in a flowing red gown, which only added to her beauty and allure.
Her delicate face, lovely yet faintly seductive, was lightly powdered, her lips touched with vermilion, making her look all the more enchanting.
The maids beside her were completely transfixed, saying, "Lady Huangquan, you look so beautiful."
Huangquan smiled softly.
The maid was genuinely puzzled and couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
"My lady, didn't you say you were going to refuse the marriage publicly today? Then why have you dressed up so beautifully and even put on the wedding dress?"
The maid was truly a little confused.
By all accounts, Huangquan should have been deeply resistant and repulsed by today's wedding banquet.
Yet her mood was not nearly as cold and gloomy as one might have expected.
Huangquan smiled faintly and said, "Of course I'm going to refuse — there's no way I'm marrying that young lord of the Yamata Clan."
"But why do you think my appearance has anything to do with getting married?"
"Then what is it for?" The maid was even more confused.
Huangquan offered no explanation.
She simply wanted to look her best in front of the great hero she so admired.
If Naraku had known this, he would surely have been so furious he'd have coughed up blood.
The girl who was about to become his wife had dressed herself up so beautifully — and it was all for someone else.
Without even realizing it, a green hat had been placed squarely on Naraku's head.
Soon, all the guests had gathered.
Three thousand flowing banquet tables were laid out across the island, laden with jade platters of rare delicacies and exotic spirit fruits.
At that moment, a line of flying vessels came sweeping in.
A group of figures stepped down from them.
At the head was a young man — none other than Zhu Huang.
"The people of the Zhujuyin lineage have arrived!"
"Oh, it's Zhu Huang — his elder brother Zhu Ye hasn't shown up."
"Tsk tsk, the Zhujuyin lineage… if it weren't for them, the Yasha Clan probably wouldn't have been willing to hold this wedding banquet at all."
Whispers broke out on all sides.
"Our Zhujuyin lineage offers congratulations on the union of both clans." Zhu Huang announced in a clear, carrying voice.
Then, in the distance, a fleet came sweeping in.
It was the procession of the Yamata Imperial Clan.
Their presence was imposing and grand.
"Even a starving camel is bigger than a horse — fallen as they may be, this display…"
Some beings were quietly taken aback, sensing powerful auras within the Yamata Imperial Clan's procession as well.
At the head was a young man in dark robes — Naraku.
His expression was calm as still water as he walked forward unhurriedly.
"Hm, so this is the so-called worthless young lord of the Yamata Imperial Clan — he actually seems to carry himself with a bit of presence."
"Right, they all say this young lord of the Yamata Clan is hopeless, but seeing him today, he does seem like someone of note."
Some beings exchanged thoughts through their divine senses.
However, after sensing that not the slightest ripple of cultivation fluctuation emanated from Naraku.
Their gazes shifted once again to thinly veiled contempt.
It seemed as though Naraku sensed the looks of doubt, disdain, and scorn being directed at him from all around.
His expression remained calm, yet his fists clenched involuntarily.
"A bunch of shallow fools who judge others by appearances — all of you will be stunned by me before long." Naraku said inwardly.
He could already feel it — the seal within his body had grown extremely loose.
A torrential and overwhelming dark power seemed ready to burst forth from within him.
When that moment came, Naraku believed he would shake the world.
However, just as Naraku arrived with his grandfather and the others.
The elders of the Yasha Clan, including the Grand Elder, all appeared together.
And a bright, fiery silhouette came rushing out of the hall without a moment's hesitation — it was Huangquan.
The beings of the Yamata Imperial Clan were a little stunned.
Including Naraku and his grandfather.
When had the Yasha Clan become so enthusiastic?
"Huangquan."
Naraku looked at the beautifully dressed, lovely and alluring girl, and the calm on his face broke — he seemed genuinely surprised.
Hadn't they said Huangquan was very resistant to marrying him?
It seemed that wasn't quite the case.
Though Naraku hadn't particularly cared about the marriage alliance before.
But who wouldn't want a beautiful girl handed to them for free?
"Huangquan, there's no need to be so eager."
Naraku put on what he believed to be a perfectly gracious smile.
However…
Huangquan completely ignored him, her gaze turning toward the distant void.
Two figures emerged from within it.
"Cousin Shenle!"
Huangquan's face lit up with joy, and then, with a heart full of nervous anticipation, she looked toward the tall, upright, and otherworldly figure in white standing beside Shenle.
Once her gaze locked on, it could no longer look away.
One glimpse of Xiaoyao, and a lifetime is lost.