The wedding was livestreamed by the sister, revealing his identity as a Taoist priest.

Chapter 84 In the end, I lost; the fourth betrothal gift appears.

The edge of the stage.

Su Qingluan did not move.

She stared intently at Shen Nianqing, her gaze shifting from initial disbelief to a deep complexity and stubbornness.

The fingers dug into the palm, and faint traces of blood could be seen between the fingers.

The air froze completely.

None of the celebrities in the hall dared to utter a sound.

Old Li sat on the ground, swallowed hard, and stared intently at the woman in red on the stage.

He had personally experienced the power of the song "Phoenix Seeking Its Mate" that had just been played.

That's a method that can kill.

in the corner.

Lin Keke clung tightly to Chen Xiaoyu's arm, her nails digging almost into her flesh.

"Xiaoyu, that woman's eyes are scary. Is she going to flip the table?"

"I don't know."

Chen Xiaoyu stared intently at the screen.

The number of viewers in the live stream has exceeded 15 million, and the chat is lagging so badly it's practically smoking.

[Oh no! Rivals are at each other's throats!]

[Is my junior sister about to perform a physical exorcism?]

[Sister-in-law is in danger! Brother, why aren't you moving?!]

[Screw that! This junior sister played the piano just now, and the whole audience was in awe! It was like gods fighting, and mortals were suffering!]

On the other side of the stage.

The old Taoist priest Qingxu shrank his neck and secretly stepped into the Big Dipper Step.

Inside the wide sleeves of his robe, his right hand tightly gripped three purple-gold thunder talismans.

My palms were sweaty.

Su Qingluan is a madwoman.

Those who come from Tianyin Pavilion have always had extremely deep obsessions.

Ten years of unrequited love were shattered by a mere melody from an ordinary person.

This is the edge of the collapse of one's Dao heart.

If she really dares to make a move.

Qingxu clenched his teeth.

We'll stop them even if it costs us our lives!

If anything were to happen to the Celestial Master's wife right under his nose, everyone in the Purple Mansion would be executed.

Su Qingluan looked at Shen Nianqing.

Looking at her calm, gentle face, without the slightest hint of panic.

Looking at the ordinary old red string on her wrist.

Sudden.

Su Qingluan smiled.

It started with a very soft chuckle, followed by his shoulders starting to tremble.

The laughter grew louder and louder, echoing beneath the magnificent golden dome.

There was no madness, no hysteria.

There is only a desolate feeling that sees through everything.

A single tear slid down her cheek.

It slid down her fair cheek and landed heavily on the carpet.

"after all."

"I lost."

Seven characters.

It seemed to tell the whole story of Su Qingluan's ten years.

The voice was very soft, yet everyone present could hear it clearly.

The fierceness and murderous aura emanating from him vanished completely at that moment.

Su Qingluan took a deep breath and straightened her back.

That aloofness that belonged to the current direct descendant of Tianyin Pavilion returned to her.

She tilted her head back.

"There is no room for a second person in his heart."

"My obsession for ten years cannot compare to your single tune of Jiangnan."

Su Qingluan suddenly turned around and faced all the celebrities in the room.

The voice suddenly rose in pitch.

Loud and clear.

Qingyue.

It exudes an undeniable determination!

"The rules of Tianyin Pavilion are inviolable!"

"Mr. Chen's wedding is a grand occasion, witnessed by heaven and earth!"

"I, Su Qingluan, will not tolerate any disturbance!"

She raised her hand and pointed to the dark purple zither on the table, which shimmered with golden-red light.

"This zither!"

"This is Mr. Chen's fourth betrothal gift!"

Su Qingluan surveyed the entire room, speaking slowly and deliberately.

"Today, I, Su Qingluan, have delivered!"

silence.

Silence so profound you could hear a pin drop.

Then, the whole place erupted!

Old Li suddenly plucked two hairs from his chin, wincing in pain but completely unaware of it.

"bride price?"

Old Li's voice cracked.

"The Nine Heavens Phoenix Cry Zither? Eight hundred years of dark, lightning-struck wood! The most prized possession of the Heavenly Sound Pavilion! To be given as a betrothal gift? To a mortal who knows nothing of cultivation?!"

The wealthy businessman next to him stared wide-eyed and gasped.

"How much is this worth?"

"money?"

The retired cultural bureau chief scoffed.

"The first layer of Taiyi Star Paper is worth fifty million, the second layer of Seven Star Dharma Lamp is worth two hundred million but not for sale. As for this zither, you could offer several buildings in exchange, and Tianyin Pavilion wouldn't even let you in the door! This is a treasure! It's a national treasure!"

The live stream screen was completely filled with exclamation marks.

[The fourth level? I knew it!]

[My junior sister personally delivered the betrothal gifts to my love rival! I cried!]

[That's ruthless! Brother Chen, you're a real maniac! Sending your junior sister, who's had a crush on you for ten years, to deliver an exorbitant dowry!]

[This poise, this aura—my junior sister is quite a respectable person.]

[Sob sob, my heart aches for my junior sister for three seconds.]

Shen Nianqing stood behind the table.

His face showed neither surprise nor the ecstatic joy of a victor.

She calmly straightened her skirt and walked to the Nine Heavens Phoenix Melody Zither.

With both hands outstretched, I lifted this priceless treasure.

The instrument is extremely heavy.

I picked up a piece of ice-cold material.

Shen Nianqing stood very steadily.

She turned around to face Su Qingluan.

He nodded slightly.

He revealed the gentlest and most solemn smile of the night.

Thank you.

"Junior sister, you've worked hard."

Su Qingluan stared at her intently.

Looking at this ordinary girl who has won everything.

His lips moved.

Before she could speak, Shen Nianqing turned and walked towards the booth at the back.

He walked straight up to Shen Xingzhou.

He handed it over with both hands.

"Big brother."

Shen Nianqing spoke.

"Keep it."

Shen Xingzhou's mouth was agape as he looked away from Su Qingluan's face.

I instinctively reached out my hand.

Catch the guqin.

The instrument suddenly sank, and Shen Xingzhou plummeted downwards, almost crashing to the ground along with the instrument.

The CEO of the Shen Group, whose net worth is in the hundreds of billions, was trembling with fear.

He's not holding a piece of wood, he's holding a national treasure!

"I...I'll accept it?"

Shen Xingzhou swallowed hard.

"bride price."

Shen Nianqing spoke in a flat tone.

"Naturally, the Shen family will take it."

Naturally, this perfectly reflects the demeanor of the lady of the house.

The edge of the stage.

Su Qingluan turned around.

Ready to leave.

Just took a step.

His face suddenly turned ashen.

His body staggered violently.

Previously, she had forcibly used a sonic attack to clash with Chen Shidu's natal red rope, and just now, Shen Nianqing's mortal heart music broke her ten-year obsession with the Dao.

The double backlash was uncontrollable.

A shocking trickle of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

Dripping.

Red coat.

A pale face. Brutal blood.

It exudes an extreme sense of desolation.

The old Taoist priest Qingxu cried out softly, wanting to step forward and help him up.

Su Qingluan raised her right hand and made a gesture of blocking in mid-air.

Refuse to let anyone get close.

She took out a plain white handkerchief from her sleeve and gracefully wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

The spine straightened again.

I didn't see Xu clearly, nor did I see Shen Nianqing.