My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

Deep within his eyes, a faint glimmer of purple-gold lightning flashed and disappeared, perfectly concealed by him.

After a night of gushing and sucking.

The golden core within his body was not only completely healed, but it was even a whole size larger than before, with a mysterious silver halo flowing across its surface.

Their strength has been fully restored.

But he didn't react immediately; he wanted to see what tricks these people were up to.

"Go if you want, but don't lay a hand on me."

Li Chen yawned, letting them drag him out of the dungeon along with the black iron chains binding him.

See the day again.

The sunlight was blinding.

Li Chen was escorted through several long corridors and finally led to a huge white jade square that was so spacious it could hold tens of thousands of people.

The square was packed with people and bustling with activity.

Everywhere was decorated with lanterns and colorful ribbons, and hung with bright red silks and satins. Countless distinguished guests sat on the viewing seats on both sides, clinking glasses and chatting happily.

Several cranes were even circling and flying in the sky, scattering countless petals of spiritual flowers.

A scene of joyous and peaceful prosperity.

however.

In stark contrast to the festive atmosphere was the towering black platform in the very center of the square.

A thick bronze cross-shaped pillar stands on the high platform.

Beneath the bronze pillar lay piles of firewood, soaked in clearly high-quality kerosene and emitting a pungent odor.

Li Chen was pushed up the platform step by step by two guards, like a death row inmate.

"Click, click."

A few crisp metallic clicks.

Li Chen's hands were forcibly pulled apart into a spread-eagle position and locked tightly to the cross-shaped bronze pillar by thick black iron chains.

He stands tall and sees far.

Looking at the incongruous scene around him, Li Chen was filled with questions.

He turned his head and looked at the two cultivators standing on either side of the platform, swords in hand, and couldn't help but ask the question that was deep in his soul.

"My two elder brothers."

Li Chen shook the iron chain on his wrist, his face full of a humble and eager-to-learn expression.

"The customs here are truly unique."

"It's just the execution of a prisoner, yet they've made such a festive and grand spectacle of it? Hanging red ribbons, scattering flower petals, and even inviting so many spectators."

Li Chen gasped in astonishment, "Isn't this incredibly respectful of the noble cause of execution?"

The guard on the left rolled his eyes when he heard this, looking at Li Chen as if he were an idiot.

"Respect my foot!"

The guard gave a disdainful sneer.

"Who do you think you are, to deserve such a huge fuss from the sect?"

"Today is an auspicious day for our Qingxuan Sect's young master to marry the eldest daughter of the Lin family! The entire city is decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers to congratulate our young master!"

The guard on the right responded with a cold snort.

"As for you? You're nothing but a shameless lecher who trespassed into the bride's bathhouse."

"The young sect leader is merciful, using your worthless life as the grand prize for the wedding ceremony."

"After the newlyweds finish their wedding ceremony, we'll set you on fire and burn you to ashes—a bloody celebration for good luck!"

Li Chen was stunned after hearing this.

"ha?"

He stared wide-eyed incredulously. "You're celebrating your wedding by killing someone and drawing blood? For good luck?"

"Is this really that hardcore? Is this a cultivation sect or a bandit's den?"

The two guards glared at him fiercely.

"Stop talking nonsense! It's all because you, you lecherous scoundrel, dared to peep at our young sect leader's woman."

"If you hadn't barged into the bride's bathroom, this whole scene wouldn't have happened. You could have just waited peacefully to be sacrificed to the heavens!"

Li Chen rolled his eyes speechlessly.

He was too lazy to explain the scientific principles of "spatial turbulence" to these two cannon fodder, since they wouldn't understand anyway.

Just then.

The sound of gongs and drums in the square suddenly became loud and exciting.

"The auspicious hour has arrived! Welcome the Young Master and his bride to the ceremony!"

With a loud announcement from the emcee.

At the end of the square, a grand wedding procession slowly approached.

Leading the way was a young man dressed in a bright red wedding robe, with a slightly effeminate and pale face, and eyes that revealed a hint of arrogance.

This is the young sect master of the Qingxuan Sect.

And beside him.

It was Jiang Liyue, the stunningly beautiful woman who was hit by Li Chen in the bath last night.

She was wearing a gorgeous and elaborate red wedding dress, with a red veil covering her head, obscuring her face.

But judging from her stiff steps, slightly trembling shoulders, and the unconscious resistance and desolate chill emanating from her body...

She clearly didn't marry this damn young sect leader willingly.

The surrounding guests all stood up and offered their congratulations to the young sect leader with flattery.

Li Chen was tied to the cross, looking down at this scene.

He yawned boredly, turned his head slightly, and started chatting with the guard next to him.

"Hey, you two brothers."

Li Chen lowered his voice, looking like a worldly-wise bystander.

"Look, that bride is walking like she's going to a funeral; she's obviously being forced into it."

"I bet this is another clichéd story that's absolutely ridiculous."

"Either my sister is compromising herself to save her family, or this young sect leader has some deadly secret to threaten them."

The two guards frowned.

Although they knew the inside story, as low-ranking disciples, how could they dare to speak ill of their master's family at the young sect leader's wedding?

Both of them rolled their eyes simultaneously, keeping their eyes straight ahead, completely unwilling to pay attention to the ravings of this dying man.

Li Chen didn't feel embarrassed when they ignored him.

He continued analyzing the plot to himself.

"It will develop according to this clichéd formula of a classic story."

Li Chen raised his chin and gestured towards the entrance of the square.

"At this crucial wedding ceremony, there will definitely be someone who has a very good relationship with the bride, such as her lover or her siblings."

"They would come in from outside, sword in hand, covered in blood, shouting 'I do not agree to this marriage,' and then snatch the bride away in front of everyone."

The two guards listened to Li Chen's increasingly outrageous nonsense.

The guard on the left finally couldn't hold back any longer and was about to draw his sword and smash it into Li Chen's mouth to shut him up.

In that very instant.

"boom!"

The massive white marble gate surrounding the square was suddenly blasted into pieces by a burst of violent spiritual power!

Stone fragments flew everywhere, and several Qingxuan Sect disciples guarding the gate were sent flying backwards with screams.

"Liyue! Your sister is here to save you!"

A clear, angry roar, filled with determination and grief, suddenly pierced through the noisy gongs and drums, resounding throughout the entire square.

A woman dressed in a light blue outfit, covered in blood, was seen holding a spirit sword that was broken in half.

Like a mother leopard protecting her cubs, she charged alone and menacingly into the encirclement of people in the square.

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

All the guests stood up in shock.

The young sect leader's smile froze instantly, and his eyes turned extremely gloomy.

Jiang Liyue, dressed in a red wedding gown, suddenly trembled and ripped off her red veil, revealing her beautiful face streaked with tears. She cried out in anguish, "Sister! Why are you here! Go away!"

Seeing this scene.

Li Chen, who was bound to the cross on the high platform, suddenly brightened up.

"Hey hey hey!"

Li Chen turned his head excitedly and excitedly stretched out a finger.

He pointed with his long, slender finger at the woman in blue who had charged in below, and shouted loudly at the two guards beside him.

"Look! Look!"

"I knew it! I've seen this clichéd, melodramatic plot on TV at least eight hundred times! Even the lines are exactly the same!"

The two guards instinctively looked in the direction Li Chen was pointing.

I glanced at it.

Yes, someone did come to steal the bride.

But then, the two guards froze.

Their pupils contracted sharply, and a "buzz" went through their minds, as if a thunderbolt had struck.

The two of them turned their necks inch by inch, stiffly, like rusty machines.

He stared intently at Li Chen's hand, which was pointing in mid-air.

hand?

hand? !

Just moments ago, his hands were firmly locked to the bronze cross pillar by a thick iron chain, as thick as a child's arm.

And now, it's perfectly intact and completely unrestrained, just dangling right in front of them?!