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

Ye Guyue glanced at the red dress embroidered with gold thread in Bibi Dong's hand, her brow twitched, and she immediately rolled her eyes at her, her tone resolute.

"Impossible, I'd rather die than wear that."

He had been holding back a lot of anger for a long time.

He has been mistaken for a woman by countless people since childhood. The appearance and charm values ​​randomly added by the system were already enough of a headache for him, let alone the idea of ​​him wearing a dress on his own initiative.

If I were to actually wear it, I'm afraid I'd never be able to shake off the title "Miss Ye" for the rest of my life.

Moreover, the experience of being coerced by Gu Yuena is still fresh in his mind. He would never allow anyone to treat him like a woman again, not even Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong chuckled, moved closer to him, gently tugged at his arm, and sweetly coaxed him:

"My dear husband, just wear it once, just for me to see, okay?"

Ye Guyue's ears burned at the word "husband," but she kept a straight face and pulled her arm back, her attitude not wavering in the slightest.

"I said I won't wear it, so I won't. Stop making a fuss."

He knew perfectly well that once this happened, it would happen countless times. If he gave in today, who knew how many strange and bizarre things Bibi Dong would come up with to torment him in the future? He absolutely could not cross that line.

Seeing that he was unmoved by her words, Bibi Dong puffed out her cheeks and finally reluctantly put the skirt away, though a hint of resentment lingered in her eyes.

She secretly thought to herself, it doesn't matter if it doesn't work this time, there's still a long time to go, and one day she'll be able to get her senior sister to willingly wear a dress for her to see.

Bibi Dong stopped fooling around and took out the prepared casual clothes from her storage soul tool and handed them to Ye Guyue.

Ye Guyue accepted the moon-white brocade robe. The material was ice silk specially sourced by the Hall of Offerings. It was slightly cool to the touch and embroidered with only a few strands of dark gold dragon patterns, understated yet luxurious.

He quickly changed his clothes, his white hair loosely tied behind his head, which made him even more aloof. However, the soreness in his waist and abdomen made him pause slightly as he walked, and he couldn't help but glare at Bibi Dong again.

Bibi Dong had already changed into a golden saintess's robes. Seeing him like this, she couldn't help but chuckle softly. She quickly stepped forward and took his arm, her tone full of flattery:

"Senior sister, please walk slowly. It's all my fault. I was too rough with you last night."

Ye Guyue slapped her hand away in annoyance, but didn't actually push her away, letting her help her walk out.

The two headed towards the Papal Palace. Along the way, the guards and maids they encountered all bowed and paid their respects, their eyes filled with awe as they looked at Ye Guyue.

Ye Guyue knew that at yesterday's wedding, he had publicly exposed Yu Xiaogang's true colors and revealed his identity as the Holy Son.

Now, no one in the entire Spirit Hall dares to treat him merely as a pampered genius of the Hall of Worship, but truly regards him as the future ruler.

Upon entering the Papal Palace, Qian Xunji was sitting on the papal throne handling official business. Seeing the two of them enter, he immediately put down the scroll in his hand and smiled.

"You're here? Please have a seat."

The two bowed and then sat down on the chairs to the side.

Qian Xunji was very satisfied with the sight of the two standing side by side.

He had initially worried that Bibi Dong would be devastated by Yu Xiaogang's situation, but now it seems that with Ye Guyue by her side, she has not only recovered but her eyes are also shining brighter than before.

"Did you handle the grand wedding yesterday? I've already had the gifts from the various sects counted and will be delivered to your palaces later."

Ye Guyue nodded slightly: "Thank you for your trouble, teacher."

"You are the Holy Son of my Spirit Hall, so this is only to be expected."

Qian Xunji waved his hand, his tone becoming more serious.

"From now on, you can get involved more in the affairs of the Spirit Hall. Dong'er is thoughtful, so please help her out more."

Ye Guyue's heart stirred slightly.

He knew Qian Xunji's ambition and his future fate. Now that the other party was willing to relinquish power, it was the perfect opportunity for him to take control of the Spirit Hall in advance and avoid many tragedies that would follow.

"This disciple understands and will definitely protect Dong'er, and will never let down the expectations of the master and the Spirit Hall."

Bibi Dong sat to the side, watching Ye Guyue handle the situation calmly, her eyes filled with admiration.

She used to think Ye Guyue was just a senior brother with exceptional talent, but now she realized that his calm and reliable demeanor was a thousand times better than Yu Xiaogang, who only knew how to talk nonsense.

I felt incredibly fortunate that I hadn't made the same mistake all the way through, which allowed me to hold onto this person in front of me.

After leaving the Papal Palace, the two turned and headed towards the Sanctuary.

As soon as they entered the main hall, they heard the hearty laughter of the Light Feather Douluo.

"Little Yueyue and Dong'er are here? Come here quickly, let Grandpa see how their wedding night went!"

Light Feather Douluo sat in a chair and waved to the two of them. Golden Crocodile Douluo sat beside him, looking at the two of them with a gentle smile on his face.

Qian Daoliu sat in the main seat, looking at the two people who walked in, his eyes full of doting affection.

Ye Guyue blushed at Guangling Douluo's question, but still respectfully bowed to the several elders while leading Bibi Dong.

"Grandpa Qian, Grandpa Golden Crocodile, Grandpa Guangling."

"Alright, alright, no need for formalities." Qian Daoliu waved his hand, gesturing for the two to step forward. "You must be tired from yesterday's wedding; you should have rested more."

As he spoke, he took out a storage soul tool and handed it to Ye Guyue.

"Here are the wedding gifts that the seven of us old folks have prepared for you. There are a few soul bones that are suitable for you, as well as some rare and precious materials for cultivation, which will be beneficial for improving your soul power."

Ye Guyue took the storage soul tool; it felt slightly heavy in her hand, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

He transmigrated to this world twenty years ago. He had no parents and was raised by these seven guardians who took turns teaching him cultivation and giving him a sense of family he had never experienced before.

Even though they pampered and spoiled him, they never spoiled him. Instead, they taught him to be calm and decisive.

He could never repay this debt of gratitude in his lifetime.

"Thank you, Grandpa Qian, thank you all, grandpas."

Guangling Douluo smiled and waved his hand:

"Why are you being so polite with us? Now that you're married and a Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, you can't go out to train for a year or two without coming back like before. You need to come back to the Hall of Worship to see us old folks more often."

"I know, Grandpa Guangling," Ye Guyue replied with a smile.

Golden Crocodile Douluo solemnly instructed from the side:

"Gu Yue, you have exceptional talent and a limitless future, but remember, the Spirit Hall will always be your support. We seven old folks will always stand by your side. No matter what happens, don't try to bear it all alone."

Ye Guyue nodded heavily, feeling even warmer inside.

The group chatted for a long time in the offering hall until the sun grew stronger, at which point Qian Daoliu urged the two to go back and rest so as not to get tired.

Ye Guyue and Bibi Dong bid farewell and left. As they walked out of the offering hall, the sunlight shone on them, warm and comforting.

Bibi Dong reached out and took his hand, their fingers intertwined. She looked up at him, her eyes full of smiles.