A clear and melodious phoenix cry resounded through the sky. Everyone looked up and saw a phoenix made of seven-colored spiritual clouds circling above the Listening Waves Pavilion, its tail feathers scattering golden light.

Mo Bai was already standing under the corridor at some point, holding a jade sword wrapped in red silk in his hand.

“This is…” Rong Jiaojiao walked to the door, supporting herself with the phoenix crown.

Mo Bai turned around and smiled faintly: "According to the Mo family's ancestral precepts, on the wedding night, one should swear an oath with the 'Phoenix Seeking Its Mate' sword dance."

After saying that, he leaped into the open space in the courtyard. With a light flick of his jade sword, the fallen flowers on the ground floated up with the force of the sword.

Even more remarkably, the petals formed the four large seal script characters "白首不离" (meaning "to stay together until old age") in the air.

"Auntie, look!" Rongxuan suddenly exclaimed, pointing to the sky.

The golden light cast by the phoenix projected two human silhouettes embracing each other onto the clouds; upon closer inspection, they were none other than Mo Bai and Rong Jiaojiao.

Rongyue exclaimed, "This is so romantic..."

Mo Yu smiled and nudged the stunned Rong Jiaojiao: "Sister-in-law, hurry up, this is something your brother specially prepared for you."

Rong Jiaojiao lifted her skirt and walked down the steps, the pearls on her phoenix crown shimmering with a warm luster in the moonlight.

Mo Bai sheathed his sword and stood there, extending his hand towards her.

Just as their fingertips were about to touch, a huge firework exploded in the night sky.

"Bang--"

The brilliant flames outlined a pair of mandarin ducks with their necks intertwined in the sky, followed by a second and a third bursting forth, illuminating the entire sky as if it were daytime.

Mo Yu covered her mouth in surprise: "This is... Grandpa used the spiritual power of the mountain-protecting formation to set off fireworks?"

Sure enough, after each firework faded, tiny golden rays of light fell like rain, leaving no wetness on one's clothes, but instead making one feel completely refreshed.

Rongyue reached out and caught a glimmer of light, then suddenly widened her eyes: "My sunburn from military training is healed!"

From afar came Mo Zhenting's booming laughter: "My granddaughter-in-law is a highly skilled disciple of the Xuanqing Sect. Consider these healing spiritual lights as a gift for my new bride!"

Mo Bai took the opportunity to pull Rong Jiaojiao into his arms and whispered in her ear, "It seems that he is very fond of you as his granddaughter-in-law."

Mo Yu chuckled and pulled Rong Yue and Rong Xuan away, saying, "Hey, let's not stay here and get in the way. Come on, I'll take you fishing for spirit fish."

Rongxuan shouted loudly, "Happy wedding, Aunt and Uncle! May you have a long and happy marriage and many children!"

The sound disappeared, and the person ran away. Rong Jiaojiao and Mo Bai both burst out laughing.

As night deepened, the guests took their leave one after another, and Tingtao Pavilion finally quieted down. The phoenix in the clouds outside the window also turned into wisps of sunset light and disappeared.

In the newlywed room, where red candles burned brightly, Mo Bai removed Rong Jiaojiao's heavy phoenix crown and gently combed her disheveled long hair with his fingers.

The bronze mirror on the dressing table reflected the two figures embracing, while the occasional sound of cranes flying by could be heard outside the window.

Mo Bai handed the nuptial wine to Rong Jiaojiao. The wine was as clear as amber, yet it shimmered with a faint spiritual light, as if stars were flowing within it. He whispered, "Jiaojiao, drink this wine, and we will be true Daoist partners."

Rong Jiaojiao's fingertips trembled slightly as she intertwined her arms with his and tilted her head back to drink it all.

As the wine entered my throat, it transformed into a warm and gentle spiritual energy, flowing along my meridians and finally giving a gentle tremor in my dantian, as if some ancient covenant had been awakened.

She looked at Mo Bai in surprise, only to see his deep eyes and a smile on his lips: "This is 'Heart-to-Heart Brew.' After drinking it, our spiritual powers will merge and our hearts will be connected."

Before she finished speaking, Rong Jiaojiao felt a strange connection being established between the two of them. She could even vaguely sense Mo Bai's emotions at this moment—gentleness, expectation, and a hint of nervousness that was hard to hide.

She couldn't help but laugh: "The young master of the Mo family, you're nervous on your wedding night?"

Mo Bai coughed lightly, his ear tips turning slightly red: "...After all, this is my first time getting married."

Rong Jiaojiao was about to tease him when she suddenly heard a rustling sound outside the window, followed by a deliberately lowered voice: "Sixth Brother, you stepped on me!"

"Shh—keep your voices down! If Third Brother finds out, we're finished!"

Mo Bai raised an eyebrow, flicked his finger, and a wisp of spiritual energy silently drifted out the window.

"Oh dear!" Several exclamations were heard, followed by the sound of "thump" and "thump" as people landed, and then the sound of several hurried footsteps running away.

Rong Jiaojiao was both amused and exasperated, while Mo Bai said apologetically, "Sorry!"

Rong Jiaojiao shook her head: "It's nothing, they meant no harm."

Mo Bai raised his hand and waved, causing the candlelight to flicker. The red gauze curtains in the bridal chamber slowly fell, reflecting the candlelight and resembling a gentle mist.

Rong Jiaojiao's heart skipped a beat. Just as she was about to say something, Mo Bai leaned down and gently kissed her forehead: "Jiaojiao, from now on, no matter how long the journey or how vast the mortal world, I will accompany you."

Her eyes welled up slightly, and she reached out to wrap her arms around his neck: "Yes, it's a deal."

Outside the window, the night breeze of Lingshan Mountain gently caressed the scene, and the sea of ​​clouds surged, as if witnessing this marriage that transcended the mortal and immortal realms.

The next day, after breakfast, there was a family reunion banquet. Rong Jiaojiao only needed to get to know the Mo family patriarch's daughters and his descendants.

The family reunion banquet was held in the Qingyun Hall next to the Mo Family Ancestral Hall. The nine dragon-shaped pillars in front of the hall were entwined with lifelike dragons formed from spiritual mist.

Rong Jiaojiao changed into a bright red dress with wide sleeves embroidered with golden phoenixes. She wore only a black jade hairpin carved by herself, depicting twin lotus blossoms, in her hair. She looked both dignified and charming as a bride.

As Mo Bai led her by the hand and stepped into the palace, they heard a clear, ringing bell.

Three little girls dressed in pale yellow dresses lined up, each holding a three-treasure glass cup, and called out in unison, "Hello, Third Sister-in-law!"

Mo Bai explained in a low voice, "These are triplets from my second great-aunt's family."

The little girls gathered around, and the most lively one looked up and asked, "Third sister-in-law, we heard you're the most skilled talisman master in the Xuanqing Sect. Can you teach us?"

Before Rong Jiaojiao could answer, a beautiful woman in a deep purple dress walked over quickly and tapped the little girl's forehead lightly: "Nonsense, your third sister-in-law is here to recognize her relatives today, she doesn't have time to play with you."

She turned to Rong Jiaojiao and smiled, "I am Mo Qinghe, the second aunt of the Mo family, and these little rascals are my granddaughters."

The family reunion ceremony officially began. Mo Zhenting sat in the main seat, with several elders of the Mo family standing on either side.

The Grand Elder, holding a jade scroll, announced the lineage: "The lineage of Mo Qingshuang, eldest daughter of the Mo family—"

A woman in white with a cool and aloof demeanor stepped forward with three young men.

The eldest young man held up a brocade box: "Third sister-in-law, this is the Nine-Turn Ice Heart Pill that Mother refined. It can help you calm your mind and concentrate when you cultivate."

Mo Bai secretly squeezed Rong Jiaojiao's palm—this aunt, known for her strictness, was clearly afraid that she would make a mistake in her cultivation.

Rong Jiaojiao thanked them, acknowledged their identities, and then accepted the pills.

When it was Fifth Aunt Mo Qingju's turn, the old lady held Rong Jiaojiao's hand tightly and said, "Good child, Bai'er has always been quiet and reserved, please bear with her."