That day, Master Xuanji summoned Zhang Shaozhong and Ling Qingxue to the main hall, his face beaming with smiles: "Shaozhong, your cultivation has greatly improved now, it's time to consider your marriage. I've decided that you and Qingxue will be married in three days, and all cultivators from across the land will be invited to witness the ceremony."

Zhang Shaozhong's heart skipped a beat. This old fox's sudden move was definitely not for good.

He looked at Ling Qingxue, whose face was already flushed with embarrassment.

"Master..."

Ling Qingxue whispered, "Isn't this too rushed?"

Master Xuanji stroked his beard and laughed, "No rush, no rush. This is a good opportunity to let the world see that my Taiqing Sect has gained another great general."

Zhang Shaozhong's mind raced.

Master Xuanji's insistence on marriage at this time is most likely an attempt to completely bind him to the Taiqing Sect through marriage, and also a test to see if he is still obedient.

"It's entirely up to you, senior."

He pretended to be compliant.

Ling Qingxue was both surprised and delighted when she saw him agree. She secretly glanced at him, and her face turned even redder.

The news caused a sensation throughout the cultivation world.

The Holy Maiden of the Taiqing Sect is getting married; this is a major event. Invitations have been sent to all sects and factions, even the Demon Realm sent one—clearly, it's Master Xuanji's way of provoking them.

Zhang Shaozhong secretly sent a message to Ye Meier, telling her not to cause any trouble.

At times like these, it's better to avoid trouble.

But on the wedding day, what was bound to happen still happened.

The Taiqing Sect was brightly decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, and guests gathered in droves.

Zhang Shaozhong, dressed in a bright red wedding robe, stood expressionless in the main hall.

Ling Qingxue, dressed in a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, her head covered by a red veil, nervously clutched the hem of her dress.

Halfway through the wedding ceremony, a commotion suddenly broke out outside.

"The Demon Princess has arrived—"

The crowd erupted in uproar.

Ye Meier, dressed in a bright red wedding gown even more vibrant than the bride's, strode into the hall.

A group of demonic cultivators followed behind her, carrying more than a dozen boxes of dowry.

Master Xuanji's expression darkened: "Ye Meier, what are you doing here?"

Ye Meier didn't even glance at him, walking straight up to Zhang Shaozhong and staring intently at him: "Zhang Shaozhong, I'll just ask you one question: are you willing to marry me?"

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed; this show was absolutely amazing!

Ling Qingxue suddenly lifted the veil and looked at Ye Meier in disbelief.

Zhang Shaozhong felt a chill run down his spine. This girl really knows how to pick her timing!

"Mei'er, stop fooling around."

He lowered his voice, "Today is not the time."

"I want to ask today!"

Ye Meier's voice trembled with tears, "Back on Earth, you said you would marry me! Now you want to marry someone else, and I won't agree!"

The guests were buzzing with discussion:

"What's going on?"

"A love triangle!"

"The Demon Realm Princess is here to steal my bride!"

Master Xuanji roared, "Insolence! Guards, throw her out!"

"Let's see who dares!"

Night Enchantress's demonic energy surged, "If Zhang Shaozhong doesn't give me an explanation today, nobody will get away with this!"

Zhang Shaozhong was in a real bind.

If he were to publicly reject Ye Meier, the girl would definitely cause a huge uproar; but if he were to agree... Master Xuanji would definitely turn on her on the spot.

Ling Qingxue suddenly spoke up: "Mei'er, calm down. Today is my wedding day with my husband, can we talk about this later?"

Ye Meier looked at her with red eyes: "You're such a hypocrite, even you want to compete with me?"

"I didn't steal it..."

Ling Qingxue's voice choked with sobs, "This is a marriage arranged by Master..."

"I don't care who made the decision!"

Ye Meier turned to Zhang Shaozhong, "Just say one thing, will you marry me or not?"

All eyes were on Zhang Shaozhong.

Zhang Shaozhong took a deep breath.

He knew this was an opportunity—a chance to publicly humiliate Master Xuanji.

"I……"

He had barely opened his mouth when Master Xuanji interrupted him sharply: "Shaozhong! Think carefully before you speak!"

It carries a strong sense of threat.

Zhang Shaozhong looked at Xuanji Zhenren and suddenly smiled.

He took Ling Qingxue's hand, then Ye Meier's hand, and said loudly, "I will marry both of them!"

The entire audience erupted in uproar!

Master Xuanji's face turned ashen: "Nonsense! Righteousness and evil cannot coexist. How can you marry both the Holy Maiden of the Taiqing Sect and the Princess of the Demon Realm at the same time?"

Zhang Shaozhong looked directly at him: "Senior, matters of the heart do not distinguish between good and evil."

Ye Meier was stunned, not expecting him to say that.

Ling Qingxue stared at him blankly.

"Good! Well said!"

Suddenly, the Demon Lord's loud laughter came from outside the hall.

The Demon Lord stormed in with a large group of demonic cultivators, declaring, "Since my son-in-law has said so, then let's hold the wedding together today!"

Master Xuanji trembled with rage: "You...you want to be enemies with my Taiqing Sect?"

The Demon Lord sneered, "Old man Xuanji, stop pretending. Do you really think nobody knows about all the good deeds you've done?"

Just as a fight was about to break out, Zhang Shaozhong suddenly raised the Shadow Mirror: "Everyone, before we begin the wedding ceremony, I would like to ask you to look at something."

He activated the Recall Mirror with all his might, and the tragedy of that day began to reappear on the mirror's surface.

The scene of Xuanji Zhenren forging demonic energy and committing murder was clearly displayed before everyone.

"This...this is..."

"Master Xuanji, he..."

"impossible!"

The guests were all stunned.

Master Xuanji's face turned deathly pale: "It's fake! This is a forgery!"

Zhang Shaozhong looked at him coldly: "Whether it is a forgery or not, you can judge for yourselves."

He turned to the crowd, his voice filled with grief: "This is the truth behind the murder of my parents! In order to sow discord between me and the Demon Realm, Master Xuanji cruelly murdered my parents, framed the Demon Lord, and forced me to cultivate the Supreme Forgetfulness Technique, trying to turn me into his puppet!"

The truth came out, and the entire audience was shocked.

Ling Qingxue looked at Xuanji Zhenren in disbelief: "Master... is this true?"

Seeing that his scheme had been exposed, Master Xuanji finally dropped his pretense and sneered, "So what if it is? The victor is king, the loser is villain. Today, none of you will leave here alive!"

His late-stage Nascent Soul stage aura erupted in full force, causing the entire hall to tremble.

The Demon Lord also unleashed a torrent of demonic energy: "You old scoundrel, prepare to die!"

Just as the two big shots were about to make their move, Zhang Shaozhong suddenly stepped in between them: "Wait!"

He looked at Xuanji Zhenren, his eyes filled with hatred: "I will avenge my parents with my own hands!"

Master Xuanji scoffed: "With your cultivation at the late Nascent Soul stage?"

Zhang Shaozhong slowly drew his Frost Sword: "You'll know once you try."

A major battle is about to break out.

This absurd wedding became the most dramatic scene in the history of the cultivation world.