"Damn! Is it really that cruel?" Chu Sheng was on the verge of tears. "Rather than endure the pain of having your power refined, you might as well just give me a quick death."

Soon, Chu Sheng felt the pure Yang energy in his Qi Sea flowing into the woman's body like a torrent bursting its banks.

As the intense Nine Yang True Qi entered her body, the woman's originally snow-white hair visibly turned black, and her originally cold face gradually regained its color, becoming even more beautiful and charming.

"Damn it, an evil cultivator, an evil cultivator!"

"This is undoubtedly the method of replenishing yin by absorbing yang."

"Why am I so unlucky? This place is clearly trying to drain me dry!"

Seeing the woman's blissful expression, Chu Sheng knew that if this continued, he would surely die today from having his dantian drained.

So he shouted with all his might, and taking advantage of the woman's momentary lapse in concentration, he used his last bit of strength to break free from his restraints and fall into the abyss.

"I will never let you succeed even if I die!"

These were the last words Chu Sheng uttered as he fell off the cliff.

The woman watched helplessly as Chu Sheng fell off the cliff, a hint of regret flashing across her face. She then gently stroked her dark hair, a slight smile playing on her lips: "Too weak. This true essence isn't enough to compensate for the extreme Yin backlash from the Bright Jade Profound Yellow Technique."

But at least I can survive until tomorrow's wedding ceremony. Once I find the Pure Yang Body, it will help me cultivate the Bright Jade Profound Yellow Technique to its highest level, at which point I'll have a chance to break through to the eighth rank of the Emperor Realm.

With that thought, the woman tossed her hair and turned to leave.

Chu Sheng, who had fallen into an abyss, was hanging halfway from a tree, weeping and wailing.

"My cultivation level... in just a short while, I'm only at the second level of the Qi Condensation Realm. More than twenty years of hard training have been wasted just like that. Waaah, why is my life so miserable..."

...

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, at the sacred site of Tianjue, in the open-air Wanshou Ritual Hall.

Today, auspicious clouds blanket the land, and a joyous atmosphere permeates every corner of the Heavenly Sacred Land.

Shen Zhao, Liang Hao, and Ding Bu'er arrived at the wedding venue early, following the flow of people.

"Damn it, I didn't expect our seats to be so far back, what a rip-off."

Liang Hao was very dissatisfied with the positions that the Heavenly Sacred Land had arranged for the three of them.

Ding Bu'er, however, didn't seem to care at all: "Alright, we're here today to meet heroes from all walks of life. This feast is just something we did on the way. Don't take it so seriously."

Shen Zhao, on the other hand, was very carefree and relaxed, without the slightest sense of unease.

As the three chatted casually, a woman's voice suddenly rang out: "Look at these three. How can they come to the Holy Son's wedding with such behavior? I wonder what underhanded methods they used."

Upon hearing this, Liang Hao immediately exploded and retorted to the woman, "Girl, I advise you to watch your mouth and not invite unnecessary trouble for yourself?"

Seeing this, the woman glanced at Liang Hao and then sneered, "Getting impatient already? Men who sleep with men are disgusting."

"Damn it!" Liang Hao slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and pointed at the woman. "How dare you insult me, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Evolution Holy Sect?"

The woman scoffed, "You call yourself a holy son? That's laughable! Look at yourself in the mirror, you're just a pathetic scoundrel."

The woman's words quickly attracted the attention of passing guests, who couldn't help but whisper among themselves when they looked at Liang Hao.

When had Liang Hao ever been humiliated in public like this? He immediately roared, "What are you looking at? Do you want to die?"

"He's getting anxious, he's getting anxious. Is he planning to threaten me next to get my attention?"

Liang Hao was furious. He pointed at the woman and asked, "If you've got the guts, give me your name!"

The woman crossed her arms and said, "I am Huang Xiaoting, a disciple of Chunyang Palace. Do you dare to mess with me, you little man?"

Liang Hao sneered: "Pure Yang Palace, is that right? Very well, I'll remember that."

Then, he closed his eyes, looked up at the starry sky at a 45-degree angle, and slowly uttered a sentence: "It's getting cold, the wind is picking up, and Chunyang Palace should go bankrupt."

Upon hearing this, Ding Bu'er quickly tugged at Liang Hao and whispered a reminder: "Holy Son, you really can't afford to offend the Pure Yang Palace."

Liang Hao retorted, "What, even the Heavenly Evolution Holy Sect can't be offended?"

Ding Bu'er shook his head: "Don't you know? The status of Chunyang Palace is not much different from that of Yaochi Holy Land. How do you think we should provoke them?"

Liang Hao was speechless, but Huang Xiaoting wouldn't let it go and continued shouting, "Everyone come quick! This guy down there says he's going to bankrupt Chunyang Palace!"

I'm so scared. Why are all men these days so confident, even though they're so ordinary? It's like a loser wearing fancy clothes, trying to look important.

As soon as he said this, Liang Hao was met with a barrage of ridicule.

"You're too low-class. What are you pretending to be, a true holy son? Look at you, you're not even as good as a toe compared to a genuine holy son. Ugh, you're disgusting!"

Are you trying to get my attention and take a liking to me by talking to me like that?

Although I am indeed stunningly beautiful, I am not someone that disgusting, despicable men can covet.

Liang Hao was so angry that his face was unrecognizable. Just as he was about to explode, Shen Zhao pulled him back: "I said, what's there to talk about with this little fairy?"

Liang Hao retorted, "Brother, I can't swallow this insult! So what if it's Chunyang Palace? All I want to do now is skin this Puxin woman alive!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaoting immediately said, "As expected, he's a violent man. If someone as beautiful as me were to marry you..."

Wouldn't that mean I'd be tormented by you day and night? Alright, stop thinking about it. Just remember my face, and I'll allow you to use your penis to fill in the gaps under the covers at night, okay?

Anyway, someone like you is destined to work with a skill for the rest of your life. It's really pitiful to think about."

"You, you, you..."

"Pfft~"

Liang Hao was so angry that he vomited blood.

"This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous! The majesty of the Holy Son cannot be insulted. Don't stop me, I'm going to teach her a lesson today."

"This is disgusting! You actually want to punish me in public? Family members, come quick!"

Here's some bastard who only thinks with his lower body, trying to force himself on me in public. He's so shameless, so incredibly shameless.

“I f***ing @*syehidijcnndudhbd…”

Enraged, Liang Hao became incoherent and broke down in a tirade of curses.

If Ding Bu'er and Shen Zhao hadn't stopped him, Liang Hao would have really gone berserk.

Not far away, Yu Xiyan watched this scene with great interest, then cast a meaningful glance at Shen Zhao before going to her own table with Shangguan Qiuyue by her side.

Just then, three bells rang out, echoing throughout the entire Heavenly Sacred Land.

Flowers filled the sky, and light shimmered everywhere.

Ning Ruoxue had already taken her seat at the head of the ceremonial hall. Ten seats to her side were for the ten inner sect elders of the Heavenly Absolute Holy Land, followed by ten outer sect elders. Then, according to their sect positions, stewards and chiefs took their seats in turn.

"Please welcome the bride and groom into the hall!"

With a clear shout from the master of ceremonies, the music began to play.

The next moment, Lü Baichuan, dressed in a red robe, and Nangong Zixin, who was also dressed in a bright red wedding gown, slowly walked into the wedding hall.

Inside the hall, cheers erupted, some expressing envy, others blessings, some jealousy, and still others resentment—a true reflection of human nature.