Dimension Demon's Chat Group

Chapter 450 The Wedding Procession
Since the people present were not only members of the chat group, the group members did not discuss the matter in great depth.

After exchanging a few words, they changed the subject and turned their attention to the two rather reserved-looking men behind Fan Xian.

Xiao Yan, Ye Fan, and the others were visiting the Tang Dynasty world for the first time and did not recognize the two people, so they immediately turned their questioning gazes to Fan Xian.

"I haven't asked yet, who are these two?"

"..."

Fan Xian smiled slightly, turned to the side and said, "Why don't you hurry up and introduce yourself?"

The two burly men were flattered and quickly stepped forward, saying rather reservedly:

"Disciple Cheng Chumo (Niu Jianhu) pays respects to all the True Lords!"

So it was those two little brats!
Li Shimin suddenly realized what was going on, and his gaze towards the two men became kinder.

The other group members were the same. Su Haoming said with a smile, "Are you two Brother Yun's best man today?"

Cheng Chumo dared not be negligent and quickly replied, "Reporting to Your Excellency, it's not just us, but also Changsun Chong from the Changsun family, who is also today's best man!"

Changsun Chong...

Another familiar name reached my ears.

Li Shimin's expression was complex as he fell into a brief moment of reminiscence and silence.

Su Haoming said with great interest, "Judging from the spiritual energy in your bodies, you must have already had spiritual roots implanted—has Old Yun accepted you as disciples of Baiyujing?"

Niu Jianhu respectfully replied, "Our two disciples have indeed become disciples of Baiyujing, but we have not yet found our master and can only be considered nominal disciples of Baiyujing."

At this point, Cheng Chumo, who was standing next to him, nodded repeatedly, looking at everyone with hope, clearly intending to become an apprentice.

Unfortunately, they are Yun Ye's brothers after all, and if he were to truly accept them as disciples, the seniority would become somewhat awkward...

It was clear that none of the group members present intended to take them as apprentices.

Seeing that all the True Lords of Baiyujing remained silent, Cheng Chumo and Niu Jianhu couldn't help but feel somewhat disappointed.

Just then, the valiant young man who had been silent all along suddenly spoke, looking at the two of them calmly:
"How long have you been cultivating?"

"..."

The two men were taken aback upon hearing this, then overjoyed and replied, "Reporting to Your Excellency, it has been half a year."

The young man frowned and said, "After half a year of cultivation, you've only barely reached the second level of Qi Cultivation?"

Both of them were momentarily stunned, and lowered their heads in shame.

Especially Cheng Chumo, who always considered himself a hero, knew that he was not talented in this area, and even a blush of shame appeared on his dark neck.

The young man sighed and said, "Very well, though you two are simpletons, out of consideration for Brother Yun and our old friendship, I will give you a chance..."

Cheng Chumo and Niu Jianhu were overjoyed upon hearing this and immediately wanted to kowtow and become his disciples.

But before they could even utter the word "Master," the young man waved his sleeve and forcibly dragged them up.

"Don't be too happy too soon!"

The young man said calmly, "I'm just giving you a chance. Whether you can serve me depends on your performance after the wedding!"

"Rest assured, True Lord, even if we risk our lives, we will not let you down!"

Cheng Chumo and Niu Jianhu were overjoyed and immediately patted their chests, making a solemn promise.

This sight made Li Shimin momentarily dazed, as if he saw the shadows of Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda in these two young and strong men...

Seeing the expression on Li Shimin's face, the group members naturally understood why he was willing to take on a disciple.

They all smiled and congratulated Cheng and Niu, offering them encouragement and support.

Cheng Chumo and Niu Jianhu were also quite delighted. Their gazes toward Li Shimin unconsciously carried a hint of respect and admiration for him as he was about to become Li Shimin's disciple.

To be honest, if it were someone else, their emotional shift wouldn't have been so natural.

Niu Jianhu, in particular, was quite sensitive due to his previous disability. He cared far more about how others perceived him than Cheng Chumo, who was standing next to him.

But for some reason, he didn't feel that way at all when facing this handsome young man.

Whether it was the immediate bowing just now or the current expression of filial piety, both seemed very natural, without any psychological barriers.

"Maybe this is fate!"

Niu Jianhu thought to himself silently.

Just then, Cheng Chumo, who was standing next to him, suddenly froze and couldn't help but tug at Niu Jianhu's robe.

Niu Jianhu was slightly taken aback. He looked up and saw four smiling female warriors in front of him, each carrying foundation and palace flowers, slowly approaching them.

"You...what do you want to do?"

Cheng Chumo swallowed hard and couldn't help but take a step back in fear.

Niu Jianhu, who was standing next to him, was already married and was obviously more experienced than him.

“Chu Mo!” Niu Jianhu stood motionless, sighing resignedly, “You don’t think that only Ye Zi, the groom, needs to dress up before the wedding, do you?”

"……what?"

Cheng Chumo was stunned.

The next second, four strong and robust female warriors, nourished by spiritual energy, rushed forward and forcibly dragged Cheng Chumo into the side room amidst his howling cries.

Upon seeing this, the group members looked at each other in bewilderment, and after a moment they burst into hearty laughter.

Fan Xian was also gloating, but as he laughed, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Four adorable little girls suddenly surrounded him, reaching out their tiny hands to grab the hem of his clothes while staring intently at him with their little faces upturned.

"..." Fan Xian's smile froze, and he couldn't help but swallow, saying, "I probably don't need to, right?"

The young maid in the lead said in a clear voice, "Auntie said that Young Master Fan is too handsome and would steal the show, so we have to dress him up properly first!"

"puff--"

One of the group members couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

Fan Xian glared at them angrily, then smiled wryly and looked at another side room next to him. Sure enough, he saw two women from the Yun family standing there, their pretty faces flushed as they bowed.

It was obvious that they knew Fan Xian was the True Lord of Baiyujing, and dared not treat him the same way they had treated Cheng Niu and the other two. They could only send out the troublemakers in their household to have these little girls drag Fan Xian away.

Simple wisdom, but useful enough!

Fan Xian looked at the four young maids beside him, hesitated for a moment, but gritted his teeth and followed them resolutely into the side room next door.

Seeing this, the group members naturally burst into another round of amused teasing.

Before long, the groom, Yun Ye, was dressed and walked out of the room in a scarlet robe.

Compared to how he appeared before, Yun Ye looked much more refreshed now.

Not only were most of her decorations reduced, but even the foundation on her face was completely washed off, clearly indicating that her aunts had made some compromises after Yun Ye's reasoned arguments.

The group members were quite disappointed by this.

But they were disappointed, and Yunye was delighted.

Where's Lao Fan?

Yun Ye looked around, his face refreshed and invigorated.

The group members suppressed their laughter and pointed to the side room next door.

Soon, a tall figure, resembling a zombie, emerged from it.

Yun Ye was startled. After looking closely, he recognized the person's identity from the blank face.

"Chu Mo?!"

Following Yun Ye's astonished gaze, they saw Cheng Chumo dressed in a blue robe. His once sun-darkened face was now deathly pale, like a ghost. A large red flower was stuck on his huge head, and his enormous mouth seemed to have some kind of saliva on it, turning it as red as blood.

Seeing this, Yun Ye tried to hold back, but in the end he couldn't help but laugh out loud with schadenfreude.

Niu Jianhu, who came out later, wasn't much better than Cheng Chumo; he also had a face full of foundation and looked like a flower.

With these two guys as a comparison, Yun Ye's mood immediately improved.

At least he still looks like a human being, while Cheng Chumo and Niu Jianhu look like they could stop a child from crying at night on the northern grasslands!

"What about Fan Xian?"

Yun Ye and the other group members immediately turned around, looking at the door with expectant expressions.

A tall figure emerged from the crowd. Although his attire was identical to that of Cheng Niu and his companion, his face was completely unfamiliar and unremarkable.

How is this going? !
Yun Ye and the rest of the group stared at Fan Xian in utter bewilderment.

Fan Xian's lips curled up, and he picked up the little girl behind him, saying, "Little girl, hurry up, explain to them!"

The little girl nestled in Fan Xian's arms, pouting, and said, "Auntie said that Young Master Fan is too handsome. No matter how he dresses up, he is more beautiful than Brother. The only way is to use immortal methods to change his appearance!"

Fan Xian said smugly, "Did you hear that?"

Yun Ye: "..."

Everyone in the group: “…”

Damn it, if it looks good, why do you have to make me compare it?
Yun Ye rolled his eyes, inwardly protesting.

Just then, a soft laugh suddenly rang out, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"How was it? I wasn't late, was I?"

Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this, but then smiled and turned to look in the direction from which the voice came.

Suddenly, a handsome young man appeared in the courtyard, smiling at the crowd before him.

"Big brother!"

The group members greeted him with smiles.

Even the little girl in Fan Xian's arms lit up. She wiggled her soft body and jumped down, then swung her little legs and rushed towards the handsome young man.

"Senior Brother!"

"Eh~"

Lin Yu smiled and reached out, scooping the girl up in one gulp. Then, he skillfully took out a magic gummy and stuffed it into the girl's hungry little mouth.

Seeing this, the group members couldn't help but smile.

As the first member of the chat group to arrive in the Tang Dynasty world, Lin Yu had a very good relationship with the Yun family.

In particular, the eight young girls in the family are especially fond of Yun Ye's senior brother, and their attitude towards him is far less reserved and unfamiliar than that of the other group members.

This is quite normal, since they didn't understand the significance of Bai Yujing when they met Lin Yu.

When the other group members arrived in the Tang Dynasty world, they were already the True Lord of Baiyujing, and the girls had grown up a lot, so their attitudes towards them were naturally different...

Seeing that the little girl's mouth was already stuffed with gummy candy, Lin Yu picked her up, turned her head, and looked at Yun Ye with a smile:

How far along are the preparations for the wedding procession?

Yun Ye smiled slightly: "Everything is ready, except for the east wind!"

(End of this chapter)