Douluo Continent: I just left the dragon's lair, and they want me to marry Bibi Dong.

Looking back, there was Tang Chen at the other end.

Tang Chen's detached, gossipy expression made Yu Yuanzhen's face turn ashen, but since the other party was a Title Douluo, there was nothing he could do.

He was so angry he wanted to bite his teeth.

Ye Guyue stood up with her hands behind her back. "Everyone, today I will show you Yu Xiaogang's true colors."

Bibi Dong licked her red lips, and under the phoenix glow, her long, beautiful legs couldn't help but rub together. She longed to have a child with Ye Guyue, partly to make up for her mistakes.

I was so foolish. Ye Guyue was so good to me, and I...

Alas, Bibi Dong, if only she had missed Ye Guyue, if only she had left with Yu Xiaogang.

The final outcome may be even more tragic.

Sincerity for sincerity is useless, Yu Xiaogang. Today I will sleep with Ye Guyue. You abandoned me, but someone else cherishes me. I will love him with all my heart, cherish him, and have a child with him.

Yu Yuanzhen's face was ashen, his fingers gripping the armrests of the chair so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

He had originally intended to use the sect's reputation to seek justice for Yu Xiaogang, but every word in the crystal exposed Yu Xiaogang's despicable schemes to the entire continent, leaving him unable to utter a single word of defense.

The surrounding discussions completely shifted; those who had previously felt some sympathy for Yu Xiaogang now only felt contempt.

"I thought he was some kind of unappreciated master, but it turns out he's just a good-for-nothing who steals theories and deceives people's feelings."

"It's no wonder the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family can't hold its head high, with such a thing emerging from their ranks."

Ye Guyue put away the Dragon Breath Crystal, her red eyes sweeping lightly over the seats of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, her voice clearly resounding throughout the entire arena:

"My Spirit Hall never bullies others, but it will not tolerate others insulting the people of my Spirit Hall."

"Let's make this clear today. Anyone who dares to use Yu Xiaogang's matter against me, Ye Guyue, and the entire Spirit Hall will be making an enemy of me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Golden Crocodile Douluo, the Light Feather Douluo, and other enshrined figures released their Title Douluo auras, and the square fell silent instantly.

Yu Yuanzhen gritted his teeth and could only lead the Blue Lightning family to leave early in a sorry state, not even daring to stay for the banquet.

As the farce came to an end, Qianxunji loudly announced the completion of the wedding ceremony.

Fireworks exploded again, and deafening congratulations echoed throughout the sky.

Maids led the guests to their seats, and the prepared banquet was served in a continuous stream, plunging the entire Martial Spirit Hall into a festive and boisterous atmosphere.

Under the side hall corridor outside the main hall, Qian Daoliu stood there, watching the lively scene in the square, his fingertips gently swirling his wine glass.

Qianxun walked slowly to his side, bowed, and looked into the distance with him: "Father, why don't you sit inside?"

"It's too noisy inside, it's much quieter here."

Qian Daoliu took a sip of wine, his eyes filled with an undisguised smile.

"Gu Yue has finally found a home. Watching him grow up step by step, I have no regrets now."

Qian Xunji's heart stirred slightly. He had previously regarded Ye Guyue as a talented junior whom the Hall of Worship cherished, but now he truly understood his father's high regard for her.

A level 76 Soul Saint at the age of 20, with a 100,000-year Soul Ring, a calm mind, and decisive methods, the future of the Spirit Hall will only be more prosperous than it is now.

"Father, rest assured, Gu Yue and Dong'er will complement each other perfectly, and the position of Pope of the Spirit Hall will surely belong to Gu Yue in the future."

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu turned to look at him and slowly nodded:

"It's good that you can understand. Gu Yue's temperament is more stable than yours and more upright than Dong'er's. With him watching over him, Dong'er won't go astray again."

The two stood side by side under the corridor, listening to the clinking of glasses inside the hall. They occasionally clinked their glasses together, saying nothing more, but both felt a greater sense of certainty about the future of the Spirit Hall.

During the banquet, people came one after another to offer toasts.

Ye Guyue disliked socializing, and after only a few drinks, she was stopped by Guangling Douluo and Jin'e Douluo.

The two men flanked him, turning away all the toasts offered to them and waving them back to their palace.

"It's Yueyue's wedding, how can we let this wine interfere? Go back quickly, we'll take care of things here."

Ye Guyue smiled helplessly, took Bibi Dong's hand, and left the banquet amidst good-natured laughter.

The saint's bedroom, with its brightly lit red candles, had already been decorated with festive decorations by the maids.

The palace doors closed, shutting out all the noise from outside. In the large room, only the clear breathing of the two people remained.

Bibi Dong looked at Ye Guyue, who was dressed in red, and her heart was pounding. Her fingertips trembled slightly.

She used to think that Yu Xiaogang was her soulmate, and that she was willing to fight against the entire Spirit Hall for him. Now she realizes that the person she can truly entrust her life to has always been by her side.

She felt both relieved and guilty; relieved that she had turned back in time, and guilty that she had caused Ye Guyue so much worry.

Ye Guyue looked at her reddened eyes, reached out and wiped the corners of her eyes, softening her tone slightly:

"Why are you crying on such a joyous day?"

"Dong'er is very happy."

Bibi Dong threw herself into his arms, wrapped her arms around his waist, buried her face in his chest, and cried softly, but there was an indescribable joy in her voice.

"Senior brother, thank you, thank you for not giving up on me. If even you don't want me anymore, Dong'er really..."

Ye Guyue raised her hand and stroked her long hair.

"Don't cry, isn't everything alright now?"

Ye Guyue lowered her head and chuckled softly.

Bibi Dong raised her head, her eyes red, but she smiled and tiptoed to kiss her husband.

The red candles flickered, casting the intertwined shadows of the two people. The noise outside the window gradually faded away, leaving only tenderness and affection in the room.

Just as they were preparing for their wedding night, Bibi Dong suddenly called out, "Senior Brother~"

Coming to her senses, Ye Guyue stammered, "What... Waaah."

Before he could finish speaking, Bibi Dong stuffed something into his mouth.

"What did you feed me?" Ye Guyue's eyes widened. "Dong'er, you..."

"Senior brother, this is whale glue; it's been prepared for a while."

Bibi Dong chuckled, her scheme having succeeded, and immediately took the initiative.

"Senior brother, you are so beautiful."

Bibi Dong no longer hesitated and began to act.

…………

After a night of dramatic changes and heavy rain.

When Ye Guyue woke up the next morning, her back was a little sore, as if she had entered a spider cave.

"Senior brother is awake?"

Bibi Dong sat to one side, chuckling, her face full of happy satisfaction.

"Although my senior brother was a bit fierce last night, he was still conquered by Dong'er."

Bibi Dong looked completely mesmerized. In short, everything that happened last night made her feel like it was the happiest moment of her life.

My soul power is also showing signs of breakthrough. If only there were a cultivation method that could improve one's cultivation level through dual cultivation.

In this way, she can quickly break through to the Soul Emperor realm and even surpass her husband.

Ye Guyue glanced at Bibi Dong without saying a word, then noticed that her white robes were shattered and scattered all over the ground.

"Senior brother, why don't you try on the skirt?"

Ye Guyue: ?