I was reminded of the fussy nature of the Primordial Lord.
He hates people talking, he hates people breathing, he hates people looking at him, he hates everything that can talk.
He was even impatient with the sound of flowers and grass swaying in the wind.
Is he going to marry a Taoist partner?
Which female cultivator could stand him?
No, it's that female cultivator who can subdue the Primordial Lord.
Everyone was extremely curious.
However, apart from the major masters of the Upper Realm, no one else knew that they were attending the wedding of the Primordial Lord.
However, the ancestral teachings forbade them from speaking, because the master of this place disliked people talking.
Yuan Yuan personally went to receive them, and these old folks, despite their advanced age, behaved themselves very well.
They entered quietly and in an orderly queue.
The cultivators of the Hongmeng Continent were stunned.
They couldn't even fathom the cultivation levels of these ancestors, and even their followers were war gods and supreme gods.
Lord Hongmeng walked slowly towards them, arm in arm with Xiao Mo'er. The sides of the road were already filled with cultivators from the Hongmeng Continent and people from other upper realms.
The cultivators of the Hongmeng Continent were all chattering, "Our Empress is so beautiful."
Our Emperor is handsome, and so is our Empress.
"That's right, that's right."
"Our Great Emperor is still more beautiful."
The other elders from the upper realms were so shocked they didn't dare to breathe.
Speaking in front of the Primordial Lord is suicidal, isn't it?
When they went up to report, they did so via telepathy, and had to keep their voices down, preferably not speaking at all.
Looking at the ancestors of the Upper Realm, Xiao Mo'er asked the Lord of Hongmeng with curiosity, "Are they all your friends?"
How come I didn't know you had these friends?
"After ascending to the Upper Realm, I regained some of my memories and remembered my old friends."
We'll naturally invite them to our wedding; don't you like a lively atmosphere?
"They might give you gifts, see if there's anything you like." Hongmeng Zhu felt that he was becoming more and more adept at lying.
The gifts bestowed by the masters of these upper realms were truly the result of countless wastes of divine souls to devise.
Rare treasures, rare and precious materials, top-grade elixirs.
There are also many fairy robes and magical hairpins that women love.
“I like it very much.” Xiao Mo’er smiled sweetly at Hongmeng Zhu.
A faint smile appeared on Hongmeng Zhu's lips, his gaze filled with affection. "I'm glad you like it."
Would the Lord of Hongmeng laugh?
His smile once again surprised the masters of the upper realms.
Can even the Primordial Lord laugh?
That was truly a bolt from the blue, an unbelievable sight.
However, the way the Lord of Hongmeng smiles is truly beautiful.
But they still dared not laugh, dared not speak, and remained perfectly obedient.
Don't be ridiculous, that's really a knife stab to the butt, and it'll burn.
In these unknown years, countless Upper Domain Lords were killed by the Lord of Hongmeng who disliked them at first glance.
What kind of beard looks dirty?
What eyes look small?
It just doesn't look right to me.
In short, they just killed him without saying a word.
So, they're afraid!
I envy the cultivators of the Hongmeng Continent who can chatter away about the Hongmeng Lord.
They want to too!
But I dare not.
Suddenly, Xiao Mo'er asked Hongmeng Zhu in a low voice, "Why don't your friends like to smile?"
Does it mean... they don't like you?
Are you on good terms with them?
Hongmeng Master: ...
Looking to the side, I saw that the row of domain lords all had mournful faces, almost as if their fathers had died.
It doesn't quite fit the atmosphere.
He frowned and asked directly, "Why aren't you laughing?"
"Don't you like me?"
Upper Domain Lords: ...
Mom! What's going on?
Doesn't the Lord of Hongmeng dislike their laughter?
"We laugh, we like to laugh."
"We love to laugh."
The lords of the upper domains, who dared not resist, grinned, their laughter rather frightening.
Xiao Mo'er: ...
She muttered to herself, "I think they really don't like you."
Their smiles were uglier than their tears.
You...as expected...are the only one I like.
Hongmeng Master: ...
Was he being rejected by his wife?
He didn't like those domain lords very much.
Upper Domain Lords: ...
Who can they complain to?
In short, you have to smile sweetly. It's pitiful that someone your age is still being criticized for having an ugly smile.
Yuanyuan, standing to the side, was laughing very happily.
He also made a booklet for all the upper realm lords, advocating efforts to help cultivators in the lower realms ascend to immortality and ensure the extermination of more demonic beasts.
How dare the lords of the upper domains disobey?
This is their future little master.
Perhaps he will be the future Lord of Hongmeng.
"You need to be willing to feed the lower realms in order to earn more."
Yuanyuan's promise almost made them burst with envy.
They nodded repeatedly, assuring each other that they would complete the task.
When the people of the Primordial Continent and the Upper Realm learned that these things came from other Upper Realms, they were immediately... stunned.
What's going on?
So there are so many upper realms?
At the last moment, Mingmo and the others finally arrived.
War God Rong Rong was also among them, and his eyes instantly fell upon the Lord of Hongmeng.
His very soul trembled at that moment.
Yes... Master.
The master who created him.
It is also a master who can crush him at any time.
He felt only fear and dread towards him.
Mingmo also saw Fairy Qiongyue and his own little cub, and was so excited he didn't know what to do.
He quickly squeezed through, but was stopped by the guards.
Who are you?
All they know is how to squeeze.
"You think you can squeeze in here?" The guard was quite blunt.
Mingmo: ...
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