Damn it, Li Muge was almost persuaded by Mo Yan's righteous words.

"Wait, what do you mean by that? Why is marrying me the reason for going to hell?"

Li Muge raised her hand to hit Mo Yan, but Mo Yan suddenly cast a brief immobilization spell on her.

Then, carrying Li Muge's memorial tablet, he calmly left.

Li Muge was furious: "Mo Yan, can you please stop with your heavy tastes? Ghost marriage? You're a living, breathing person!"

"Besides, I don't have such a heavy taste."

Once the immobilization spell was lifted, Li Muge immediately floated to Mo Yan's side.

Mo Yan was tall and slender with a solemn expression. Li Muge instinctively sensed that Mo Yan was not happy at the moment.

Serves him right; he insisted on a ghost marriage with her even though he didn't want to do anything.

[Oh no, Li Muge, I'm sure Mo Yan has ill intentions.]

"What ill intentions could he possibly have? I am now a ghost, if he wanted to deal with me, he would have done so long ago."

Li Muge learned to secretly transmit her voice to the alternate personality hidden in her heart.

The alternate personality was furious: [Are you stupid? You're already dead. Why would Mo Yan marry a dead person like you, especially with that deathly face at the ghost marriage?]

[Once I become your legitimate husband, the Crimson Moon Sect will obviously belong to him.]

[This scoundrel must have been sent by the Immortal Alliance to undermine the Crimson Moon Sect from within.]

"What? I never thought Mo Yan was such a despicable person." Li Muge angrily floated up to Mo Yan, wanting to settle accounts with him.

Unexpectedly, he was suddenly sucked into the memorial tablet.

They were locked inside and couldn't get out.

"Hey, Mo Yan, did you hear me? Release me right now!"

Li Muge was trapped in the dense space within the memorial tablets, practically unable to move.

Mo Yan heard it, of course.

Li Muge may never guess that Mo Yan's serious face at the ghost marriage was actually filled with regret.

I regret not protecting her.

Mo Yan still can't bear to recall the day he learned of Li Muge's death.

How much he regrets it.

If he had known that Li Muge would get into trouble, he would have stayed by Li Muge's side at all times.

If I had been by her side at that time.

Could he save Mu Ge if she gets into trouble?

He couldn't accept the fact that he had lost Li Muge until he found out how to summon ghosts.

Even knowing it's a forbidden technique.

Once it becomes known, he will be doomed, and Mo Yan will not hesitate to risk it.

Zuo Xia arranged the scene for the ghost marriage just like a normal wedding.

Little Peony didn't come.

The people of the Crimson Moon Sect wouldn't allow her to enter the mountain gate, so Little Peony rented a simple little house at the foot of the mountain and lived there, in a place where Mu Ge had once lived.

Xiao Shaoyao felt that if she lived closer to Mu Ge, she might be able to see Mu Ge again someday.

"The newlyweds bow once."

"The newlyweds bow twice."

The master of ceremonies in the hall had a shrill voice and a face full of joy; anyone who didn't know better would think he was officiating a normal wedding.

"The newlyweds bow three times, their love and trust in each other is unwavering."

Mo Yan placed Li Muge's memorial tablet on the soft cushion that had been prepared in advance, lifted his long robe, knelt on the cold floor, and kowtowed to Li Muge's memorial tablet.

Li Muge's expression was complicated.

Is what the alternate personality said true? Does Mo Yan really want to marry her, and not just want to take her assets?

Shao Junhao stood to the side, his tears almost dried up.

Others are mourning the passing of the female protagonist.

He was mourning... mourning the hometown he could never return to.

Zuo Xia glared at Shao Junhao: "On such a joyous day, who are you trying to impress with that long face?!"

Shao Junhao wiped away his tears: "How could you, little girl, understand the pain of our domineering CEO? Waaaaah!"

"I can't go back to inherit the family fortune."

Just as the ceremony was about to be completed and Mo Yan was about to be placed into Li Muge's coffin, an unexpected person arrived.

Xuan Chen walked slowly over and saw the spirit tablet belonging to Li Muge in Mo Yan's hand: "You don't need to force the disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect so much. I'm here today to stop this wrong marriage."

Zuo Xia's expression was unpleasant. She would fight anyone who tried to stop the sect leader's ghost marriage today.

"Oh, who do we have here? It's the leader of the Immortal Alliance. You really have a lot to do."

"Mo Yan was originally one of our sect leader's men, so what's wrong with a ghost marriage? Isn't it just the right thing to do?"

"Leader, do you live by the sea? Why are you meddling in other people's business?"

"What if I absolutely have to get involved?" A dark glint flashed in Xuan Chen's cold eyes.

He slightly raised his eyes, and all the wedding veils used to decorate the main hall fell down and burned to ashes.

The people from the Crimson Moon Sect were furious: "Xuan Chen, this is the Crimson Moon Sect, not your Immortal Alliance. Today is our sect leader's joyous day. What right do you have to cause trouble?"

Xuan Chen was lost in thought. He was still wearing the bamboo-green outer garment that Li Muge had given him.

During his seclusion, he kept recalling the scenes of his first meeting with Li Muge.

The first time he saw Li Muge, he felt an overwhelming sense of familiarity.

But fate is cruel; he carried the burden of the common people on his shoulders and had to make choices.

But the thought of Li Muge marrying Mo Yan, even if it was a ghost marriage, made Xuan Chen feel as if his heart was being tightly gripped by invisible hands, making it hard for him to breathe.

"No matter what, I will not let Li Muge marry Muge." Xuan Chen drew an array with one hand and rushed straight towards Zuo Xia.

"Zuo Xia." Jiang Zishi reached out to block, but he was no match for Xuan Chen and was sent flying to the ground.

Xuan Chen raised his hand, and Zuo Xia dropped the knife in his hand to the ground, clutching his own neck with both hands.

"Let me out." Li Muge wanted to rush out to save her, but he was locked on the memorial tablet and couldn't get out no matter how hard he tried.

Xuan Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and tightened his hand while casting the spell, watching as Zuo Xia was about to suffocate.

Mo Yan raised his hand to interrupt Xuan Chen's spellcasting.

Just then, everyone from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect was stunned to see that Mo Yan actually dared to fight the current leader of the Immortal Alliance.

Zuo Xia fell from mid-air, and Jiang Zishi, despite his injuries, flew over and caught her.

"Mo Yan, do you know what you're doing?" Xuan Chen's eyes darkened.

"Of course I know." Mo Yan tenderly stroked the memorial tablet for Li Muge in his arms: "I am willing to marry her."

"Insolence!" The sect leader of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect shouted angrily, "Mo Yan, do you know what you're saying?"

"Even if this female demon were alive, as a cultivator, you would absolutely not be able to be with her."

After reprimanding Mo Yan, the sect leader of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect pleaded for Mo Yan's life, saying, "Alliance Leader, I believe that my disciple must have been bewitched by these demonic cultivators from the Crimson Moon Sect to be so disrespectful to you."

"Please forgive my unworthy disciple this once, for the sake of my many years of dedication to the Immortal Alliance."

Li Muge, sitting in the memorial tablet, had lost all will to live. She just couldn't understand what Xuan Chen was planning.

The alternate personality, however, was quite happy.

With Xuan Chen causing such a scene, this ill-fated wedding is definitely doomed to fail.