Above the main hall, graceful dancers carrying flower baskets smiled and scattered petals, flying back and forth like beautiful flying totems. The dark clouds dispersed, revealing layers of golden light and colorful clouds. The lake outside the hall shimmered.

Suddenly, ethereal music filled the air, and four hellish nine-dragon beasts, riding a bright red phoenix palanquin, slowly descended from the sky, accompanied by maids dressed in colorful clothes and scattering flower petals.

The curtain of the palanquin was lifted, and Siyou, dressed in a bright red wedding gown and adorned with jeweled hairpins, walked in. Beside her, a tall and handsome man in red held her hand tightly, smiling as he led her through the main entrance of the hall.

Mingjue led Siyou by the hand, step by step, across the many steps, then slowly tightened his grip on her hand and said gently, "Ayou, be careful."

Si You glanced at the man beside her, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes, then looked up at the center of the hall and walked in.

All eyes were on the newlyweds, and despite their inner speculations, they all smiled.

Upon hearing the sound, Lu Fuyue put down her cup and looked up, her gaze meeting Si You's in mid-air. Si You's clear eyes were indifferent yet contained a hint of murderous intent.

Not to her, but to...the people around me...

Lu Fuyue's pupils contracted slightly, and her hand unconsciously tightened its grip on the wine glass. No wonder Jiang Xun was not present.

Ming Jue noticed that the person next to him was looking elsewhere. Following her gaze, he saw a Nascent Soul female cultivator on the top right side who had an ordinary appearance but an extraordinary aura.

That position was reserved for Jiang Xun out of consideration for Si You.

He frowned. What did Jiang Xun mean by sending a female cultivator with low cultivation to his wedding? Was it just to humiliate him?

Si You withdrew her gaze, glanced indifferently at the man beside her, then broke free from Ming Jue's hand and walked forward alone.

Ming Jue's expression suddenly changed. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed her hand again, and pulled her closer to him.

Seeing the faint look in her eyes, he felt a pang of anxiety and quickly whispered in her ear, "Ah You, give me some face. I'll let you do whatever you want with me after this is over."

Seeing that Si You remained unmoved, he lowered his stance again, "Ah You, I was wrong. I shouldn't have harbored murderous intent towards that female cultivator."

The Ghost King Mingjue of Nandu City has always been arrogant, and in this world, the only one who can make him back down is Siyou.

Si You listened to the extremely humble words of the person beside her and remained silent, but did not make any further moves.

Lu Fuyue lowered her eyes, poured herself a glass of wine, and took a few sips. She seemed to have guessed Si You's purpose for today.

But right now, she should be worried about herself!

So Lu Fuyue secretly began to circulate her cultivation technique, paying attention to the movements and changes around her.

A moment later, Mingjue and Siyou stood in the very center of the hall.

As the music began and the dancers moved gracefully, the marriage ceremony officially commenced!

For cultivators to form a pact, both parties need to inject their heart's blood into each other's bodies and then activate an array to achieve the effect of mutual commitment and heart-to-heart connection.

"Ah You, we will be together for all eternity."

Ming Jue's eyes were filled with undisguised joy. He took a step forward, and just as he raised his hand to release a drop of his heart's blood from his chest in preparation for forming a pact, a sharp dagger suddenly pierced his back from behind.

Suddenly, his pupils constricted sharply, as if he had realized something, and his body went cold.

A cacophony of screams erupted, plunging the surroundings into chaos. The cultivators who had come to witness the ceremony paled in shock when they realized they couldn't use their Yin energy. "Oh no! This wine has been laced with Spirit-Transforming Powder..."

Mingjue slowly let his cultivation dissipate, his jaw clenched, and he turned to look at the person beside him with a pained expression. "...Why, Ayou...tell me why?"

Si You stared at him as if she had heard something funny, then suddenly burst into a sad laugh, "Hahaha, you actually dare to ask me why, Ming Jue, you actually have the nerve to ask me why?"

"You haven't forgotten who betrayed my brother, and who used me to set a trap, luring him into your and those people's snare, where he ultimately met a tragic end."

As she laughed, tears streamed down her face, blurring her vision.

"You know what? I will never forget the scene when I saw my brother's body. His soul was torn to pieces by the great formation and scattered in the air. His body was covered with wounds of all sizes, and blood was flowing all over the ground."

"Even in his dying moments... he was still clutching the jade pendant I had given him..."

"Ming Jue, tell me, how ruthless and cold-blooded must I be for you to forgive me and let you go..."

Ming Jue froze instantly, his body swaying as he collapsed to the ground, his voice trembling, "You...you knew everything?"

A long sword was placed against his neck, its cold blade slicing through his skin.

Si You looked at the man on the ground and pushed the sword in her hand a little further into his neck, blood gushing out in a rush. "Ming Jue, today I will use your soul to avenge my brother."

Ming Jue looked up at her, opened his mouth, but ultimately closed his eyes and uttered a few words, "...Ayou, I'm sorry, just kill me."

The day finally came, but why couldn't it have been later? If it had been later, he could have married her...

A cold wind swept into the main hall, and countless cultivators from Zhongdu City instantly appeared, quickly taking control of the situation. Those cultivators, powerless to resist, were drenched in cold sweat and their faces turned pale.

I never imagined that just attending a wedding banquet would turn out like this.

Si You stared intently at the man who had professed his love for her, the long sword in her hand firmly pressed against his neck. "Even now, I still can't understand. My brother was so good to you, why did you kill him? Why did you betray him? What was the reason for all of this?"

Mingjue coughed, lying in a pool of blood, looking at her with a sorrowful expression, his eyes filled with unreadable emotions, "Ayou, but... but if I could do it all over again, I would still do it."

A surge of intense hatred welled up from the bottom of her heart. Suddenly, You raised her long sword and brought it down. In an instant, a bloody arm rolled to the ground, blood splattering everywhere and staining her face red.

Ming Jue's face turned deathly pale instantly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he bit his lip tightly, remaining silent even though he had lost an arm.

It was as if a dark sword was pointed at his heart, and she looked at him with disgust, "You madman!"

Lu Fuyue walked up from the side and said calmly, "Your Highness, I have reached the best time to refine the Rejuvenation Pill, but one more thing is needed before I can refine it."