Chapter 53 He was the only one unaware that Hua Xun was undergoing the marriage ceremony today. ...
When Hua Xun woke up again, exactly five hours had passed.
After spacing out for a while, she stretched, tidied her messy hair, and got out of bed.
But when he saw the green-robed immortal by the fairy pool outside the window, he was stunned. He belatedly realized what was happening, his relaxed expression faltered for a moment, he pursed his lips, and walked out in silence.
Immortal Venerable Changhao was gazing at the Breath Lotus in the pond. If he remembered correctly, the seed of this Breath Lotus was obtained by that brat Yunxi after he killed an evil dragon, and he cherished it dearly.
Chang Hao sighed softly, then turned around after hearing footsteps: "Miss Hua Xun."
Hua Xun curled the corners of his lips: "Immortal Venerable Changhao."
"I wonder what important matter Miss Hua Xun has sent for me?" Chang Hao asked bluntly.
"It's probably because only Immortal Venerable Changhao comes to see me," Hua Xun shrugged lightly.
Chang Hao paused slightly, then lowered his eyelids and explained, "Immortal Venerable Zhixing and Immortal Venerable Yuqing have been busy dealing with the restless demon race lately."
Hua Xun did not expose the truth that the two immortal venerables disliked her demon race identity, but only asked, "Immortal Venerable Changhao, can you tell me why the demon and immortal races have been fighting each other for thousands of years?"
Chang Hao glanced at her with slight surprise, puzzled as to why she suddenly asked this question, but still answered truthfully: "The reason for the conflict between the immortal and demon races is no longer known. Perhaps it was just because of a small matter, or perhaps it was because the spiritual and turbid energies were inherently incompatible."
"The wars have raged on for nearly ten thousand years."
Hua Xun nodded.
Immortal Venerable Changhao was indeed sincere as an immortal. He did not blame the demon race entirely for the cause of the war between immortals and demons simply because he was an immortal.
"Why did Miss Hua Xun ask about this?" Chang Hao asked again.
Hua Xun smiled and said, "The situation between the two races has become tense again recently, and I'm curious."
Mentioning recent events, Immortal Venerable Changhao's eyes were filled with worry, and he sighed, "The Three Realms have only been at peace for a little over ten years..."
Hua Xun remained silent for a moment, then asked, "If you could stop this great battle, what would the Immortal Venerable do?"
Chang Hao looked at her, a hint of wisdom appearing on his white-haired, youthful face: "Miss Hua Xun, what makes you say that?"
Seeing this, Hua Xun no longer concealed anything and told him what Baili Sheng had said.
Chang Hao quieted down.
A marriage alliance can bring peace to the three realms; it couldn't be more fitting.
This matter doesn't even qualify as a marriage alliance; the Demon Lord marrying a member of the Demon Clan has absolutely nothing to do with the dignity of the Immortal Sect.
only……
Chang Hao looked at the girl with a slight smile on her lips: "Why did Miss Hua Xun tell me about this?"
If she doesn't speak up, regardless of whether she agrees or not, no one will know why the war started, and no one will blame her.
But once she spoke, it concerned all living beings, and the matter was no longer up to her to decide.
Whether she likes it or not, there can only be one outcome.
Hua Xun smiled and said helplessly, "Perhaps it's because only Immortal Venerable Changhao calls me 'Miss Hua Xun'."
Although when she first came to the side of the God, Immortal Venerable Changhao advised the God to banish her from the Divine Realm.
However, after she rescued the Divine Lord from the earth's fissure, only Changhao Immortal Venerable changed her title.
There aren't many people in this world who are kind to her, so she remembers them all.
Chang Hao paused, looked at the girl's forced smile, shook his head and sighed, "What is Miss Hua Xun thinking?"
“I think,” Hua Xun pouted, “this ‘peace in the Three Realms’ is so fragile that it can be so easily swayed by the marriage of a little demon like me.”
Chang Hao was stunned.
Hua Xun laughed out loud, her eyes crinkling: "Just joking with Immortal Venerable Changhao."
"I will accept this marriage proposal."
Chang Hao gazed at the girl's nonchalant expression, sighed softly in his heart, and listened as she carefully explained her plans.
After he finished speaking, the inner courtyard fell silent.
After a long silence, Changhao hesitated for a moment and asked, "Should we inform the Divine Lord about this?"
Hua Xun paused, and the corners of her raised lips drooped down.
She pursed her lips and shook her head: "No need," she said in a barely audible voice, "Don't bother the Divine Lord with such trivial matters."
"I would appreciate it if Immortal Venerable Changhao would keep his position well."
If the deity was unaware, that would be fine. But if he tacitly approved of this for the sake of peace in the Three Realms, she would probably be even more heartbroken.
Since we've already left White Mist Cliff, I'll try to make myself feel better and leave more decisively.
Immortal Venerable Changhao finally agreed: "Then I'll go and prepare."
Hua Xun nodded, watched Chang Hao Immortal Venerable leave, stood by the pond for a while, and then walked out.
She did not ride the wind, but walked step by step until she reached the Divine Tree Jianmu. She looked up at the tree canopy, which was as large as a city, and the Jade Palace with the words "Hefeng Palace" written on it.
Just as Hua Xun was about to speak, the palace doors opened by themselves.
The ethereal and gentle voice of Lord Luohe rang out: "Come in, Hua Xun."
*
When we returned to Liuyun Immortal Palace, it was already midnight.
However, the immortals have no night; it is still a bright day.
There are five days left until the seven-day deadline set by Baili Sheng.
Hua Xun has not left the house for the past five days, and has been cultivating in the immortal mansion.
Whether it was the ancient techniques and mental formulas she had seen while by the side of the Divine Lord that had taken effect, Hua Xun felt that as her cultivation improved, she was now cultivating more and more quickly and easily.
Just like breathing, with each breath, spiritual energy enters the body and transforms into constantly surging magical power.
Hua Xun originally planned to continue cultivating until the seventh day, but unexpectedly, on the fourth day, someone suddenly broke into her immortal abode.
Hua Xun frowned and walked outside. Before she reached the courtyard, she saw that Xiao Yunxi's bright flames had not completely dissipated. She rushed forward in a hurry and stopped abruptly when she saw her.
Hua Xun frowned slightly, looking at the clouds and mist that had been startled and scattered in the mansion: "What is Immortal Lord Yunxi doing?"
Xiao Yunxi stared straight at her: "Are you going to get married?"
Hua Xun blinked and smiled: "Where is Immortal Lord Yunxi..."
"Is it true?" Xiao Yunxi interrupted her.
Hua Xun paused slightly, then nodded and said, "Yes."
Xiao Yunxi suddenly fell silent, standing still without saying a word.
Hua Xun asked jokingly, "Is Immortal Lord Yunxi here to offer his congratulations? Now, not only White Mist Cliff, but even the Immortal Clan..."
"Who wants you to get married, Hua Xun!" Xiao Yunxi suddenly interrupted her angrily, and after a moment she strode up to her and looked down at her.
"The immortal and demon races will inevitably clash someday, if not now, then in the future. Who needs you to sacrifice your in-laws for temporary peace? The immortal race is not..."
“Maybe it’s just my opinion,” Hua Xun said quietly.
Xiao Yunxi's voice abruptly stopped: "...What?"
Hua Xun looked up at him and said, "I said, I want to."
“But what you like is…” At this point, Xiao Yunxi pursed her thin lips and turned her head away.
Hua Xun laughed: "I am a demon, and we demons are very fickle."
"Today you might like this, but tomorrow you might like that..."
"Hua Xun!" Xiao Yunxi interrupted her again in annoyance.
Hua Xun gradually quieted down, and after a long while, she said, "Xiao Yunxi, no matter what you heard from the Three Venerables, marrying Baili Sheng was indeed my own decision. No one forced me. Besides, this is a happy event no matter how you look at it. Why are you so angry?"
Xiao Yunxi turned her head and stared at her intently. After a long while, she sneered, "It is indeed a happy event that the demon race marries the demon race, bringing peace to the immortal race and the human race."
“However, Hua Xun, this immortal lord will never congratulate you,” Xiao Yunxi strode out, the young man’s back like a burning flame, “Never.”
Hua Xun watched Xiao Yunxi's retreating figure, pursed her lips tightly for a long time, and walked back into her room with her head down.
*
The Demon Palace, unlike its usual dark and majestic state, was now decorated with a vibrant and festive atmosphere.
The jet-black jade and the vibrant decorations complement each other, creating a breathtakingly beautiful and grand effect.
The palaces, which were originally pitch black, are now wrapped in crimson ribbons, interspersed with fluorescent flower balls. When the wind blows, the flower balls sway gently, as if fiery red light is falling down.
Baili Sheng walked quietly among them.
"My lord, we are dressed according to the customs of the human race," Shang Qu stepped forward to report.
Baili Sheng responded, his gaze sweeping over the bright and beautiful scenery.
There was a happy occasion in Dahe Village. Hua Xun excitedly transformed into his original form and flew over to watch. He returned excitedly, chattering to Hua Xun about how lively the human race's happy occasion was.
He had long forgotten what she said then, but he remembered how bright her eyes were.
It will be soon.
Thinking of the joyous occasion to be held here, a joyous occasion for him and Hua Xun, Baili Sheng's heart tightened strangely, and his fingertips trembled slightly with excitement.
Soon, they will be able to return to their former lives.
No one else bothered them.
If she misses Dahe Village, he can move Dahe Village here.
They continued to live in that small courtyard as before, planting her favorite flowers and plants, and watching the sunrise and sunset.
"How did Your Excellency know that Miss Hua Xun would agree?" Shang Qu asked, mustering his courage.
Baili Sheng snapped out of his reverie, as if remembering something. His expression shifted between light and shadow, and after a long pause, he said, "Because she's too foolish."
Because he had rescued her so readily, she repaid him with her life by saving him from danger time and time again.
He had never seen such a stubborn yet grateful little demon.
On the sixth night, Baili Sheng spent the night in the Brahma Sound Hall as usual.
He had difficulty falling asleep. As soon as he lay down on the soft couch, he sat up again and stared blankly at the newly changed fiery red gauze curtains. He repeated this several times until dawn.
When the demon guards carefully carried the magnificent wedding dress, Baili Sheng couldn't help but hold her breath.
Like the human men he once despised, he began to fantasize about her wearing this wedding dress and marrying him.
The demon guard was clumsy and messed up a bunch of necklaces. Baili Sheng scolded him in a low voice and took the wedding dress from him.
The demonic army marched towards the Heavenly Gate in a mighty, dark mass that blotted out the sun.
The streets of the human world were deserted, and every household stayed indoors, praying for the war to end.
The cultivators gathered at the Qingxu Sect, ready for battle.
Inside the immortal gate, tens of thousands of immortals clad in silver armor formed a magic array, standing silently amidst the immortal mist, watching the demonic soldiers with their ever-approaching demonic aura below.
The demon soldiers stopped in an orderly fashion as soon as Baili Sheng raised his hand.
The two sides eventually confronted each other inside and outside the Immortal Gate.
Shang Qu, clad in black armor, flew forward: "My lord, have mercy! Today, our army has come to the Immortal Gate, not for war, but to ask for one person."
Having said that, he ignored the assembled immortals and announced loudly, "Miss Hua Xun, the seven-day deadline has passed."
A deathly silence fell in an instant.
After an unknown amount of time, a vibrant green figure flew in from afar, with eyes like clear springs, eyebrows like light ink strokes, and a rare calm and undisturbed expression on its lively and beautiful face.
Baili Sheng gazed quietly at the figure, flew forward, and landed in front of her. The wedding dress in her hand floated gently in the surrounding demonic energy: "The wedding dress has been properly cut as you said before."
Hua Xun looked at the fiery red wedding dress, then at him, and after a long while, she took the dress from him.
"I promise you."
*
White Mist Cliff.
As Shenjun Jiu listened to the chaotic prayers in his mind, his sea of consciousness churned with dark clouds, and finally, as was his habit, he walked to that small patch of flowers.
The gods uphold the laws of destiny and the natural order, and have never interfered in the conflicts between immortals and demons, a practice that has continued for tens of thousands of years.
The swaying wildflowers in the flowerbed caught the eye of God.
He gazed down, lost in thought, and before his eyes appeared a fair, mud-covered hand and an urgent, joyful voice: "The flowers have bloomed, my lord!"
And then there was her fluttering hair ribbon and flushed cheeks as she ran towards him.
The turmoil in his mind seemed to be diluted by his memories, and the deity unconsciously curved into a smile.
But soon, the smile faded.
It's been seven days.
The girl, who had promised to come back occasionally, never returned.
Perhaps it's because I'm too shy; I was a bit harsh when I told her to leave back then, and now I'm too ashamed to come to her on my own initiative.
Perhaps I should go and pick her up.
A smile returned to the deity's face, and he prepared to leave.
Suddenly, the fire rushed over, biting his robe, jumping up and down excitedly twice, then releasing its sharp beak and barking impatiently.
In an instant, the divine realm fell into a deathly stillness.
The ethereal clouds and mist ceased their movement, petals that had been blown away by the wind remained suspended in mid-air, and the flickering candlelight in the lanterns hanging on the peach tree instantly froze.
It was as if even time itself had been locked away.
The deity stood in the center of this eternal, deathly silence, his black hair and robes billowing, his divine sense piercing through the clouds and mountains, gazing towards the immortal gate.
Those he protected told him a colossal lie.
Hua Xun is holding a ceremony to mark the reunification of their families today.
He alone knew nothing.
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