Jinchen was terribly impatient. With his parents' consent, he could hardly wait to marry his bride the very next day.
Jinyun refused him, however, and when he pressed her for a reason, he learned that he had to go to the Sujin Clan first.
In the end, the wedding date was set for three months later.
On the wedding day, Zheyan brought Yulan and their sweet, chubby daughter out of the Ten-Mile Peach Blossom Grove, a rare sight indeed.
Since a disciple was getting married, Emperor Donghua naturally could not be absent.
Because of such illustrious attendees, the wedding of Jinchen and Jinyun caused a sensation across all the Eight Desolations and Ten Thousand Realms.
Everyone knew of it, and this wedding was once again the grandest in history.
High God Moyuan served as the usher, and Emperor Donghua acted as the witness.
High God Zheyan attended with his wife and child.
Even the Heavenly Lord hurried over to join in the lively occasion.
From time to time, Jinchen peered through the red bridal veil fluttering in the wind, longing to catch a glimpse of his beloved's face.
Yet every time he looked, his yearning grew harder to bear, and he wished he could sweep the beauty up in his arms and carry her back to the bridal chamber right then and there.
"Was I that impatient back then?"
Seeing Jinchen like this, Baize couldn't bear to watch, wishing he could pluck out his eyeballs and scrub them clean.
The day was bustling, and as he secretly whispered a few words to Yaoguang, no one noticed.
With things going back and forth, his boldness grew even greater.
"Not quite like that, but you gripped my hand so tightly, A Ze, that you left red marks on it."
"That's only because I wanted to marry you as soon as possible, Yaoguang, unlike Jinchen, who is making a fool of himself right in front of us."
"Right, right, A Ze is simply the best!"
Receiving the praise, Baize nodded with satisfaction, feeling that he was indeed quite wonderful!
"Yehua! How can you marry her!"
Just as the couple finished bowing to each other, an unexpected visitor appeared outside Yaoguang Palace.
The woman had a graceful figure, and a long green dress made her particularly eye-catching.
Of course, the most startling thing was her face, and the few people present stared at her in shock.
For she was none other than Siyin, who had long since died in the jaws of a bear, and also Bai Qian, the Fox Emperor's youngest daughter.
Yet the Yehua she called out for was someone they had never heard of.
"I am Siyin, and also your Susu, as well as your Qianqian. Do you not remember me? She is Sujin! She dug out my eyes! How can you marry her!"
Weeping tears of blood, Bai Qian walked step by step toward Jinchen.
Yet when she saw his face clearly, she stepped back.
"You are clearly my Yehua. Why do you not look like him? Master, tell Seventeenth, is he not Yehua?"
Bai Qian's gaze swept across the crowd, and finally, she spotted Moyuan on the left.
She hurried over, wanting to grab Moyuan's sleeve just as she had done all those years at Kunlun Xu.
But just as her fingers were about to brush his sleeve, Moyuan deftly stepped out of the way.
"Master, are you avoiding me?"
Staring at a face seven parts similar to Shaowan's, Bai Qian looked at Moyuan with a pitiful expression.
As if she had reckoned that he would feel sorry for her.
Yet this time, Moyuan felt only intense aversion and directly pushed her away.
"Why? Master, why did you push me away? Have you forgotten the days we spent at Kunlun Xu? And Zheyan! Do you not like my fourth brother? Why are you with this woman? Where is my fourth brother?"
Zheyan stepped forward, shielding Yulan and their daughter behind him as he watched Bai Qian with vigilant eyes.
This gesture pierced Bai Qian's eyes even more deeply.
She looked at the surrounding crowd in disbelief, and there she also saw Yaoguang, who should have long since died.
Suddenly, she pointed in terror at Yaoguang and screamed,
"Are you not dead? Why are you still alive?"
Clearly, she was the only female High God in the Eight Desolations and Ten Thousand Realms, and clearly, her father had already seized Yaoguang's fortune for her.
Why was Yaoguang still alive?
Thinking of something, she suddenly looked at Moyuan, and a strange, eerie laugh escaped her lips.
"You didn't die either! This is not my world, nor is it my Yehua, but the Yehua of this world can only love the Bai Qian of this world! Sujin, go to hell!"
Having traveled through a spatial rift, she had long since gone mad, and heaven knows how she had managed to find Yaoguang Palace.
Yet none of that could stop her from attacking.
Only, Bai Qian's status as a High God had plenty of moisture to it; before she could even strike, Jinchen sent her flying with a single kick.
"How dare you bully my Ayun? You're asking for a death wish! Wasn't I fierce, Ayun?"
Jinchen hurried back to Jinyun's side.
"I think I've seen her before!"
"Ah?"
This left Jinchen rather surprised.
"Master said you used to live inside the Golden Lotus, and it was she who stole you out. I remember her face! She is the one who caused Xiaobei's death!"
The black bear spirit had originally wanted to seize the Golden Lotus, but Bai Qian could not defeat the bear, so she tossed the Golden Lotus toward her and Xiaobei as they were traveling along the road.
She had wanted the two of them to become bait for the bear, but the bear had already been infuriated by Bai Qian.
Ignoring the Golden Lotus entirely, the bear was determined to kill Bai Qian first.
Because of her, Xiaobei had died a tragic death in the bear's jaws. Remembering her childhood playmate, a flash of deep hatred crossed Jinyun's eyes.
"I'm going to avenge Xiaobei!"
"Ayun, you're wearing your wedding robes. Leave it to me, don't stain your hands."
Jinchen patted his beloved's hand and led her over to Yaoguang's side.
Then he soared forward, intent on taking Bai Qian's cheap life.
"Impudent wretch, how dare you!"
With a thunderous roar, a figure burst out from behind the crowd.
Looking closely, that person was none other than the Fox Emperor Baizhi.
Seeing him make a move, Moyuan and Emperor Donghua stopped watching the show, and in a split second, they intercepted Jinchen.
Yet within half an incense stick of time, Baizhi was beaten to the ground, looking battered and bruised.
No one present was blind; naturally, they saw the malevolent Qi surrounding Baizhi when he made his final move.
This man had actually fallen into demonic ways.
However, neither Emperor Donghua nor High God Moyuan showed any surprise on their faces.
The onlookers could only sigh that as expected of two ancient deities, they were truly formidable—they must have seen through the Fox Emperor's descent into demonic ways long ago.
"Hmph, this seat merely went astray during cultivation, how can you speak of falling into demonic ways? Don't try to splash this filthy water on me!"
Lying on the ground, Baizhi simply resorted to shameless denial.
He had expected Emperor Donghua to be helpless, but he had severely underestimated him.
Seeing this, Donghua took two steps forward and directly used soul-searching on Baizhi.
This technique could peer into the memories of the person being acted upon, but the sequelae were also immense.
It would likely turn the high and mighty Fox Emperor into a fool.
As time passed, Emperor Donghua's expression grew increasingly dark.
By the end, he refused to look any longer and sent the man flying with a single palm strike.
Fresh blood mixed with clots of tissue spewed from Baizhi's mouth—his internal organs had ruptured and shattered.
Immediately afterward, Emperor Donghua recounted to the crowd everything he had just witnessed.
It turned out that in order to make Qingqiu's fortune flourish, Baizhi had actually planned to steal the fortunes of several other High Gods.
Those targeted in the scheme included Yaoguang, Moyuan, and High God Zheyan.
As for the Qingqiu Emperor's daughter Bai Qian, it was because Baizhi had secretly picked up the primordial essence blood of Shaowan, the Ancestor of the Demon Clan.
He had integrated it into Bai Qian's body, waiting for the day when Bai Qian would truly refine it.
Only, the plan had hit a snag and failed to be carried out successfully, and her coming here today was just to see how things stood.