now.
The Demon Alliance has just emerged from the Demon Realm and is preparing to march north.
"I am going to find an old friend... Please do not let the ladies know."
After their Demon Emperor finished speaking, he left behind only an 'external clone' to oversee the situation before departing from the group.
No one knows where he went, and no one knows who this 'old friend' really is.
...
Auspicious clouds and cranes, a paradise on earth.
This is the headquarters of the Xuanling Sect, the most powerful righteous force.
A woman sits on a boulder.
The woman wore a gold-embroidered jade skirt, which made her look holy and noble;
A delicate veil concealed her small face, but from the glimpse of her exquisite nose and bright, lively eyes, one could tell that she was a stunningly beautiful woman.
Her name is Xuan Ling'er.
Her grandfather founded the Xuanling Sect, and therefore named her Xuanling'er.
now,
Xuanling'er rested her smooth chin on her small hand, staring blankly at the sky.
There were many clouds in the sky, drifting aimlessly and freely...
The clouds formed all sorts of shapes, like puppies, ponies...
Gradually,
Her eyes welled up with tears.
Reflected in the tears, the clouds in the sky seemed to coalesce into the image of a handsome man.
"Is this the shape of tears?" She rubbed her eyes and sighed softly. "How has he been lately?"
He placed his palms on her cheeks, making her pink lips pout, which made her silvery words somewhat indistinct.
"Perhaps, we will never meet again in this lifetime..."
More than a year has passed since I was kidnapped to the Demon Realm by that villain.
In this year,
A lot of things have happened.
But in the end, she managed to escape danger.
Those scenes, like drifting clouds in the sky, were scattered by the wind...
Several elderly women came forward, "Greetings, Holy Maiden!"
"Mmm~"
Xuanling'er raised her smooth neck and stretched comfortably, her well-developed breasts standing tall under her golden skirt.
"What is it?" She completely abandoned her previous melancholy and returned to her usual elegant and dignified demeanor.
The old woman said respectfully, "Tomorrow is the wedding day. Please come with us back to prepare."
Xuanling'er seemed to know the situation, and simply said, "What if I don't go?"
The old women knelt down one after another, their voices trembling as they said, "We are nothing but servants of the Holy Church. Please, Holy Maiden, do not make things difficult for us."
The other three saintesses either disappeared or lost their powers...
No one in the entire Xuanling Sect believed that this Eastern Saintess was truly as naive and innocent as she appeared.
Xuanling'er narrowed her eyes and turned to look at the horizon.
It turned out that the sun was already setting...
The continuous sunsets were beautiful, but she didn't like them.
Because no matter how hard she tried, she could no longer see that wicked guy through the clouds...
"Please, Your Majesty, step aside!"
Beneath the veil, Xuan Ling'er pursed her lips, remaining unmoved.
Just then,
Ripples spread through the air, and a middle-aged man appeared out of thin air behind her.
With a flick of his finger, he instantly sealed away Xuanling'er's entire cultivation.
Xuanling'er seemed to have known this would happen all along, so he remained unmoved, staring blankly at the sunset.
Trying to find Mo Xie's wicked grin again...
However, no matter how hard she tried, it was all in vain.
The clouds were just clouds, and soon darkness would fall.
"How could this be? I can't find it..." she murmured.
The middle-aged man was her uncle, named Xuan Tianmu.
Xuan Tianmu sighed, "Ling'er, I'm afraid your father won't be coming back..."
Xuanling'er clenched her small hands, revealing veins as blue as spirit crystals.
Her father, the previous leader of the Xuanling Sect, has been missing for more than a decade.
Xuan Tianmu seemed to ignore her strange behavior and continued, "The current leader is also a great ruler, so we have no reason to fight him."
"For the sake of the stability and unity of my Holy Church, Ling'er, I will have to ask you to marry that Holy Son."
The Xuanling Sect originally had no Holy Son.
However, the newly appointed leader spoke of the harmony of Yin and Yang, and thus established the title of Holy Son.
Yes, the first Holy Son was his own son.
"Is it for the stability of the Holy Church, or for your position as vice-leader?"
Xuanling'er didn't look at him, but gazed at the setting sun and said slowly.
"How did you..." He swallowed the word "know".
Enraged, Xuan Tianmu flung his sleeve and said, "You lowly servant, why aren't you taking the Holy Maiden to prepare for the wedding night?"
"yes!"
The old woman quickly stepped forward.
"Excuse me, Your Majesty..."
Xuanling'er did not resist, and of course, she couldn't resist now.
"Hmph, without our elder brother, our lineage would be devoured sooner or later... Only marriage alliances are the right thing to do. What do you, a little girl, know!" Xuan Tianmu snorted coldly and left with a flick of his sleeve.
Xuan Ling'er gasped.
Before turning away, a single, glistening tear slid down her cheek.
The teardrops drifted away in the wind, reflecting a crystalline red glow in the sunset's afterglow...
...
The next day.
At dusk.
Red lanterns and colorful clouds mark the perfect time for a wedding banquet.
Xuanling'er was dressed in a cloud-patterned robe, and a gilded red veil concealed the boundless beauty of the scene.
Beside her stood the groom, who couldn't stop smiling.
He was clearly very proud to have married the most beautiful and talented woman in the history of the Xuanling Sect.
Unlike the wedding in the demon realm,
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