Goddess Painting

"I bow to Heaven and Earth!"

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"The ceremony is complete! Lead them to the bridal chamber!"

Qingyun Sect, Lin Family.

Qin Feng stood in front of the hall, dressed in a bright red wedding robe, with a smile on his face.

For this marriage, Qin Feng's grandfather, Qin Xiaotian, almost exhausted the Qin family's century-old wealth before his disappearance, in exchange for this marriage certificate and the Lin family's heirloom, the "Marrow Cleansing Jade," as a dowry.

Qin Feng held one end of the red ribbon, looking at the graceful bride, but a sense of unease arose in his heart.

Although Lin Yuyan was beautiful, her figure did not seem to be so plump and delicate, and the bride's hands were trembling slightly.

It seemed to be fear.

"There's no need to wait for the wedding night; I want to see my Daoist partner first."

For some reason, Qin Feng reached out his hand as if possessed.

To everyone's astonishment, he suddenly lifted the bride's red veil!

Whoosh—!

Red silk flutters down!

A stunningly beautiful face, capable of captivating a nation, was exposed to the air.

Her skin was as white as snow, her eyes as clear as autumn water, and she was breathtakingly beautiful!

However, the moment all the guests saw this face clearly, there was an uproar!

"This...isn't this Lin Wan'er, the mute illegitimate daughter of the Lin family?"

"What happened? The Qin family's betrothal gifts were for the Lin family's eldest daughter, how did it turn into this useless mute with no cultivation aptitude?"

"A switcheroo! This is blatant deception!"

Qin Feng's face turned deathly pale instantly.

He suddenly looked up at his father-in-law sitting high in the hall—

The head of the Lin family, Lin Zhengnan.

"Father-in-law, what do you mean by this? I was supposed to marry Lin Yuyan, why has it become Lin Wan'er?"

Lin Zhengnan sat upright in the armchair, slowly sipping his tea, his expression calm:

"My dear son-in-law, you are mistaken. The marriage certificate only stated that I was seeking a daughter of the Lin family, and did not specifically name Yu Yan."

"Wan'er is also my own flesh and blood, Lin Zhengnan's own flesh and blood. Is it too much of a waste for you, with your mortal physique?"

"you--!"

Qin Feng's eyes turned bloodshot, consumed by rage.

This is clearly sophistry!

The surrounding guests also frowned.

"This is absolutely shameless..."

"Elder Qin actually offered a massive amount of rare and precious materials as a betrothal gift!"

"Alas, Elder Qin's whereabouts are currently unknown, and his fate is uncertain. The Lin family thinks Qin Feng is easy to bully, and not only have they reneged on their marriage to their eldest daughter, but they probably don't even want to give him the Marrow Cleansing Jade that can change one's aptitude, do they?"

A sect protector who had once been mentored by Qin Feng's grandfather stood up angrily: "Patriarch Lin, leave some room for others! Although Elder Qin is not here, my Qingyun Sect has its own rules..."

"rule?"

Just then, a clear and cool voice descended from the sky, instantly silencing the clamor in the hall.

"My word is the rule."

boom!

A vast and terrifying pressure enveloped the entire area, and everyone looked up in horror.

A peerless woman descended from the sky.

Her beauty was unparalleled, and her noble bearing was so striking that one dared not look directly at her, as if a celestial maiden had descended to earth, indifferent to the common people.

Behind her stood an arrogant young woman, none other than the original bride—Lin Yuyan.

Although Lin Yuyan was considered a beauty, she paled in comparison to the woman in the white dress, like a candle flame beside the bright moon.

"Greetings, Your Highness!"

All the cultivators present, including the indignant protector from before, were now deathly pale, kneeling on the ground in unison, not daring to breathe.

Su Qinghan, the Holy Maiden of the Qingyun Sect!

The future heir of the sect, a true figure of great importance in the clouds!

The most talented person in the Qingyun Sect in hundreds of years!

An existence that dominates an entire generation!

Some people were greatly shocked...

I had heard that the eldest daughter of the Lin family had been accepted as a disciple by the Holy Maiden, but I thought it was just a rumor. I didn’t expect it to be true!

The Holy Maiden herself came to support us...

Qin Feng is destined to suffer in silence.

Su Qinghan's emotionless eyes swept over Qin Feng indifferently, as if he were looking at an ant:

"Yu Yan possesses a superior-grade ice spiritual root, a talent destined for the Great Dao. How can she be allowed to marry and hinder her path to immortality? Today, the marriage will be arranged in her place by Lin Wan'er, the illegitimate daughter of the Lin family. I have made the decision. Who supports this? Who opposes it?"

The entire room fell silent.

Who dares to object?

Opposing the saintess is tantamount to courting death!

Qin Feng clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging into his palms.

humiliation!

But he knew that he didn't even have the right to speak loudly in front of the other person.

Su Qinghan didn't even glance at Qin Feng. With a flick of her sleeve, she swept up Lin Yuyan and vanished in a flash.

"Take care of yourself."

As the terrifying pressure dissipated.

Lin Zhengnan's smile deepened.

He stood up and patted Qin Feng on the shoulder:

"My dear son-in-law, the auspicious time has passed. Why don't you quickly take Wan'er to the bridal chamber?"

Qin Feng took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the rage that was about to explode in his chest.

He turned his head, his gaze fixed on Lin Zhengnan with a gloomy expression:

"I'll change the bride! But the promised family heirloom as dowry must be given to me!"

In any case, that treasure that could change his aptitude was his last lifeline.

A glint of light flashed in Lin Zhengnan's eyes, and then he smiled:

"Rest assured, my son-in-law, the Lin family will never break its promise. That 'family heirloom' is currently with Wan'er, and she will naturally hand it over to you after we enter the bridal chamber."

Hearing this, Qin Feng's tense nerves relaxed slightly.

As long as we can obtain the treasure and improve our spiritual root aptitude, today's humiliation can be forgiven in the future!

……

In the new room, red candles flickered.

Qin Feng then had time to carefully examine his "wife".

It must be said that Lin Wan'er was extremely beautiful.

Looking at a beautiful woman under the lamplight, the more you look, the more startled you become.

She sat quietly by the bed, her features exquisite, her temperament gentle and serene. Although she wore an ill-fitting wedding dress, she could not hide her ethereal aura.

If she weren't born with a blocked meridian and unable to speak, such a beauty would be sought after even by inner disciples, and would never have been her turn.

"call……"

Qin Feng exhaled a long breath.

Now that the die is cast, obtaining the treasure is the key.

"My lady, can we take out the family heirloom now?" Qin Feng asked softly.

Lin Wan'er nodded obediently, took out an antique sandalwood box from her bosom, and handed it to Qin Feng with both hands.

Qin Feng's heart raced instantly, and his hands trembled as he took the box.

This is the hope to change one's destiny!

He couldn't wait to unlock the door and lift the lid—

"this……"

Qin Feng's expression froze instantly.

There was no shimmering jade pendant inside the box.

There is only one pen.

A brush with a mottled handle and withered, yellowed bristles, looks ordinary, even somewhat worn out!

"What is this thing?!"

Qin Feng suddenly stood up and slammed the box on the table: "Where's the Marrow Cleansing Jade?!"

Lin Wan'er picked up the old pen, dipped it in the tea on the table, and wrote two lines of elegant handwriting on the mahogany table:

This is a memento left by my birth mother, and a family heirloom of my maternal clan.

[My father only promised to give my husband a "family heirloom," but never specified whether it belonged to the Lin family or my mother.]

boom!

Qin Feng felt a buzzing in his head, and his blood rushed to his head.

Word games!

It's just another word game!

Lin Zhengnan not only changed the person in charge, but even the betrothal gifts had to be completely smuggled out of him, using only this broken pen to fool him!

"Your Lin family has gone too far! Lin Zhengnan, you old scoundrel! I, Qin Feng, will never forgive you!"

Qin Feng roared, grabbed the longsword from the wall, and was about to rush out the door:

"I'm going to the sect's enforcement hall to report him! Even if it costs me my life, I'll tear a piece of his flesh off!"

Just as he was about to rush out of the room, a slender, icy hand suddenly reached out and grabbed his sleeve tightly.

Qin Feng turned around and saw Lin Wan'er gently shaking her head.

Her gaze was cool and rational as she quickly wrote on the table:

My husband's departure at this moment is nothing more than a moth drawn to a flame.

In the cultivation world, strength reigns supreme. Today, with the Holy Maiden in command, even if you are in the right, you are now unreasonable.

[With Grandpa Qin away, if you cause trouble, the Lin family will have a perfect excuse to eliminate you completely.]

[Be patient. Once Grandpa Qin returns, the Lin family will certainly not dare to be so presumptuous.]

As Qin Feng watched the water stains on the table gradually dry, his rapid breathing slowly calmed down.

The sword in his hand clattered to the ground.

He sat back down in his chair, looking at the frail woman in front of him who couldn't speak.

Unexpectedly, this previously unknown concubine's daughter possessed such a clear and calm mind.

She's right.

Without strength, even anger is laughable.

He did not hold a grudge against Lin Wan'er.

He knew that Lin Wan'er's life in the Lin family was not easy either, otherwise the Lin family would not have sent her to be a substitute bride.

Seeing that he had calmed down, a hint of tenderness flashed in Lin Wan'er's watery eyes.

She stretched out her slender hand and slowly wrote on the table again:

My love, it's late, let's go to sleep.

After writing, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she took the initiative to step forward and help Qin Feng undress.

The red candle cracked with a soft pop.

The canopy fell down.