Douluo Jueshi: I can only explode the ring, all I can do is operate.

Chapter 262 Waiting
That night.

Ning Wuque led Ning Tian and Wu Feng away from the main peak and back to Ning Tian's courtyard, which should now be called home, and also the bridal chamber for Ning Wuque, Ning Tian and Wu Feng.

After bathing, the three of them lay on the bed, snuggling together, none of them able to fall asleep. They remained silent until 11 p.m. when Ning Wuque realized that the two beauties beside him had quietly drifted off to sleep.

"You're getting married tomorrow..."

With this thought in mind, Ning Wuque looked up at the full moon outside the window, which was partially obscured by clouds.

In his previous life, when he was young, he never understood the purpose of memorizing ancient poems in school because he couldn't feel the poet's feelings when he recited them. He only found them boring and tedious.

But only when you are truly there in person can you appreciate the imagery and emotions contained in each line of poetry.

And so, he leaned against the headboard all night, tilting his head to the side, until four o'clock in the morning when he finally tiptoed out of bed, carefully getting up so as not to make any noise.

He opened the door, then left the room and slowly walked downstairs.

After he left, Ning Tian and Wu Feng slowly opened their eyes on the bed. They got up and looked at the closed door, then got up and began to change their clothes.

Viewpoint shift.

After getting up and leaving, Ning Wuque walked out and headed towards the auditorium of the former Elder Peak. He quickened his pace and arrived in less than half an hour.

"You've arrived? Come on, I've already ordered someone to prepare a fragrant bath for you. Go and burn incense for a bath."

When he arrived, Ning Wuyou, who had been waiting there, greeted him with a smile and took Ning Wuque to the back of the auditorium, which was Zhang Can's ward for elders.

The two women who were in charge of burning incense and bathing Ning Wuque were decent-looking, and more importantly, they were very skilled. They got Ning Wuque out of the bath in just over ten minutes, and he was clean and tidy.

After his bath, he changed into a brand new set of clothes with the help of the two attendants.

Its overall design resembles the robes worn by ancient kings and nobles in a previous life. The main body is made of light-colored jadeite silk, decorated with agate and gemstone carvings, and a dragon-devouring ant head with an amethyst crown is embroidered on the back.

Overall, it didn't look particularly good, because Ning Wuque himself didn't have the temperament of a refined scholar, and the three colors on the clothes made him look less like an emperor.

But that's how the world is; the greatest importance is placed on the martial spirit and the spirit itself, with symbolic significance outweighing practical significance.

Of course, thanks to the designer's skillful work, this robe looked quite decent on Ning Wuque. It didn't conform to Ning Wuque's own aesthetic sense, but rather to the aesthetic sense of the owner of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul, and also to the consistent aesthetic standards of this world.

At least yesterday, Ning Fengxiao assured Ning Wuque that his wedding robe would be absolutely stunning! Everyone else also agreed that it was very good.

Arriving at his former bedroom, which had been transformed into a place for burning incense, the two messengers who had followed him lit three incense sticks in turn.

Ning Wuque knelt silently on the soft cushion, wearing his wedding robe and quietly receiving the bath of three incense sticks, letting the unique fragrance linger around him.

Thus, the first task of the first process was completed, and it was now 5:20 in the morning.

When Ning Wuque finished burning incense and walked out of the courtyard, Ning Wuyou was already waiting for him. Looking at Ning Wuque in his wedding robes with satisfaction, he first praised him before giving his instructions:
"Not bad, it looks really beautiful, much better than what your sister-in-law wore back then. You can just sit in the main seat and wait quietly. After six o'clock, there will be a gong and drum to inform the servant. After all the guests are seated, you can get up to pour tea. Remember, you only need to go to the first twenty-two tables. Do not stay longer than necessary, understand?"

"Wuque understands. He went to meet them yesterday. Apart from the two families sitting to the side and my grandfather sitting in the seat of honor, there are eleven tables on each side and in front."

"Okay, I'm glad you understand. I won't be by your side after this. We'll have to wait until the second procedure." Ning Wuyou nodded and then led Ning Wuque into the hall.

The auditorium was very large, built in a style similar to a huge palace, decorated with red pillars, green bricks, glazed tiles, elephant beams, jade eaves, and colored tiles.

There are two rows of seats on each side, with twenty long tables and chairs of varying sizes and lengths in each row. The seating is divided according to the size of the forces. The front row is for large and medium-sized forces, while the back row is for medium-sized forces and slightly weaker medium-sized forces.

Directly above was Ning Wuque's private seat, which was two steps high, with a futon and a small stool, and a low table in front of him.

There was a long table and a long chair on each side of the lower section. Next to Ning Wuque, there was a separate seat reserved for his only elder relative, Zhang Can.

Soon, Ning Wuque stepped forward, placed the small stool under himself, lifted his wedding robe to cover himself, and knelt on the prayer mat, quietly waiting for time to pass.

Seeing this, Ning Wuyou at the gate nodded slightly, then turned and left.

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As dawn broke, several groups dressed in formal attire appeared on the main road, led by Soul Masters who, even in this day and age, still possessed a certain degree of autonomy.

They were a medium-sized sect and family from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, located in some areas that originally belonged to the Douluo Three Kingdoms. The formal attire was custom-made in advance by the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School at their own expense, and it was printed with their sect's emblem or family crest as a mark. The theme color also adopted some of their sect's characteristics.

For example, the sword-wielding sect, Chan Jian Sect, uses iron as its main color and is decorated with dark luster.

"The Cicada Sword Sect has arrived! We present—a small gift!"

A loud voice rang out outside the auditorium.

Slowly opening his eyes, Ning Wuque saw a group of six people entering the hall after presenting their gifts. He nodded as a simple, polite exchange, and then a second and third voice rang out:

"We've arrived at the Iron Forge Hall, and here's a small gift for you!"

"The Sun-Shooting Sect has arrived, bringing a small gift!"

"The Wu family of the Heavenly Soul has arrived, and we present—a small gift!"

One voice after another rang out, and one group after another stepped into the hall, with Ning Wuque nodding slightly in acknowledgment each time.

Listen closely, there are also many rules to follow when giving gifts here.

The size of your power determines the maximum amount of gifts you can give. For a medium-sized power like this, the maximum gift is a small one, but even that is worth at least 500,000 gold soul coins.

After the small gift comes the accompanying gift, which is the scope of gifts that medium and large-sized forces need to give. No matter how much is given, the waiter outside the door will say it is an accompanying gift.

However, if you really don't give enough, then don't blame me, Nine Treasures Glazed Glass, for cutting off your source of income for several years and setting up two traps for you!
"The Elephant Armor Clan has arrived, and we present—a gift!"

As time passed, families and sects arrived one after another.

(End of this chapter)