CHAPTER 504: CHAPTER 503 DARK CURRENT_1

Magic Fog Mountain, inside the Saintess Hall.

Under a bright moon, Liu Xiling stepped out from the main hall. A small black bird flew towards her, landing on her jade-like hand.

She removed the note tied to the bird’s leg. After reading it, she sighed. "So, what I dreaded most has finally happened."

Liu Xiling wasn’t angry; her face merely showed a hint of helplessness as she continued, "Chen’er’s temperament truly resembles Tianyu’s. Once he sets his mind on someone, he won’t easily give up. But in doing so, he’s placed himself in grave danger..."

As she finished speaking, Liu Xiling waved her hand. A figure emerged from the darkness and landed behind her.

"Go summon Bei Ming and Huoya. I fear a conflict is now unavoidable."

"Yes."

The dark figure clasped their fist in a salute, then their form flickered and vanished into the shadows.

「Sky Void Palace.」

Today, the Sky Void Palace was an ocean of celebration. Bright red decorations adorned one colossal mountain peak after another, like dazzling lanterns.

Xu Ruoyan’s wedding was an extremely important event for the entire Sky Void Palace. The man she was marrying was none other than Gentleman of the Wind from the Myriad Dao Sect, the most promising candidate to succeed their Sect Leader. Consequently, today’s wedding was undoubtedly set to be the liveliest day the Sky Void Palace had seen in many years.

Amidst this joyous atmosphere, martial arts Experts from all corners of the Jianghu, representing various sects, had gathered to attend. The outcome of this marriage heralded a potential alliance between two first-rate sects, an event that would undoubtedly have a profound impact on the entire Martial World.

Celebratory sounds had echoed throughout the Sky Void Palace since early morning. As the sun slowly ascended, the festive atmosphere only intensified.

In a grand hall within the Sky Void Palace, several figures were seated. Many of them were high-ranking members, holding immense prestige within the Sky Void Palace. The one seated in the foremost position was a middle-aged man with a square, stern face: Dong Shenglong, who had taken over as Sect Leader after Xu Feihong’s death.

Seated just below him was a handsome young man in white robes, exuding an air of elegance and refinement. A brilliant smile graced his slightly pale face. This was today’s groom, Gentleman of the Wind, also known by the epithet "Gentleman of the Sword"!

"Heh heh, Nephew Gentleman of the Wind, after today, you’ll practically be one of us in the Sky Void Palace. You must take good care of Yan’er from now on, and further strengthen the relationship between our two sects," Dong Shenglong said with a smile to Gentleman of the Wind, hearing the waves of celebratory sounds from outside.

Upon hearing this, Gentleman of the Wind quickly clasped his hands in a salute and replied with a smile, "You need not say more, Sect Leader Dong. I will most certainly take good care of Junior Sister Xu."

His smile remained radiant, though it softened slightly as he then inquired, "However, I’ve heard that Junior Sister Xu once had a marriage contract with Ling Chen, a former disciple of the Divine Intent Sect. Is there any truth to this?"

A Sky Void Palace Elder nodded. "Indeed, there was such a matter." His tone then shifted. "However, after Ling Chen defected to the Demon Cult, that marriage contract was nullified. Rest assured, that Ling Chen fellow has no connection to our Sky Void Palace anymore. Marrying you was Yan’er’s own decision. You can be at ease about this."

"Then I must thank Junior Sister Xu for her kind regard," Gentleman of the Wind replied, naturally delighted. Xu Ruoyan was the pride of the Sky Void Palace, a renowned beauty among the younger generation of the Martial World. Countless men dreamed of winning her favor. For her to have chosen him as her spouse was truly an unexpected honor.

While he had dallied with many women before, some of whom were quite attractive, they were all like common powder and rouge compared to Xu Ruoyan—hardly worth mentioning.

"However, I’ve also heard that Ling Chen is thriving in the Demon Way. He’s now the Saint Child of the Saint Witch Religion and leads the younger generation of the demonic path. If he still hasn’t given up on Junior Sister Xu, he might, out of shame and anger, bring people to disrupt today’s wedding."

Dong Shenglong’s eyes flickered slightly. After a moment, he said in a low voice, "Rest assured. This is the Sky Void Palace, not the Demon Cult’s territory. Moreover, with so many martial arts Experts present to witness the ceremony, I doubt that brat would dare cause a scene here."

"Heh heh, that’s true. Given the Sky Void Palace’s reputation in the Jianghu, it would indeed be a great loss of face if the wedding were disrupted," Gentleman of the Wind chuckled, a hint of instigation in his tone.

"If he truly dares to come, we’ll ensure he never leaves," another Sky Void Palace Elder stated coldly.

"In that case, I am relieved," Gentleman of the Wind said with a beaming smile.

As he spoke, a fervent heat surged within him. He didn’t care what Xu Ruoyan’s motives were for marrying him. What mattered was that tonight, he would finally be able to savor the delights of this peerless beauty.

As the sun climbed higher in the sky, the jubilant atmosphere in the Sky Void Palace finally reached its zenith. Countless cheers merged into a single roar that seemed to pierce the heavens.

The vast plaza was now a sea of festive red. Sky Void Palace disciples, dressed in crimson robes, surged like a crimson tide, filling one’s vision.

Within the plaza, martial artists in diverse attire congregated. News of the impending wedding had drawn many powerful figures to offer their congratulations.

The Myriad Dao Sect was naturally present, but representatives from the Divine Intent Sect, Chiyu Mountain Manor, the Black Market, and various other second-rate sects and major Aristocratic Families had also arrived.

Below the wedding dais, Gentleman of the Wind, now clad in a vibrant red robe, beamed as he clasped his hands in thanks to the endless stream of arriving well-wishers.

Meanwhile, in another part of the wedding feast area, several disciples from the Divine Intent Sect were seated—Ling Yin, Xiao Muyu, and Nie Wu Xiang among them. Watching the radiant Gentleman of the Wind, they felt a surge of displeasure.

"I just don’t get it! Why would Sister Xu Ruoyan suddenly marry this guy? Has she completely forgotten my brother?" Ling Yin exclaimed, her cheeks puffed out, clearly holding back considerable anger.

"This Gentleman of the Wind is indeed an outstanding talent in the Jianghu," Xiao Muyu remarked, puzzled. "But I’ve heard he’s quite the philanderer and not of good character. I wonder why Xu Ruoyan would choose him as her husband."

"Isn’t it obvious?" Shangguan Qiushui shook his head. "Ever since Xu Ruoyan severed ties with Junior Brother Ling Chen in the Human Emperor’s Underground Palace, she’s become completely aloof, pushing everyone away. Right now, the only thing on her mind is likely avenging her father. This Gentleman of the Wind is merely a tool she’s using to rope in the Myriad Dao Sect."