Douluo Continent: The Peerless Tang Sect, Angels and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 323 (Reposted, do not subscribe) 337338

When Qian Lingyun woke up, she was surprised to find that she had left the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters and was now in a carriage.

The people sitting in the car, hey, they're all acquaintances!

"You slept really well!" Feng Ling said mischievously, leaning back lazily in her recliner. "You slept for a full four hours!"

Scratching the back of her head, Qian Lingyun reached out and pulled back the curtains, saying, "Has it been that long? I feel like I just closed my eyes!"

"There really is, I timed it perfectly. Speaking of which... you're pretty carefree, with such a big day tomorrow, and you're still holed up in the underground palace reviewing documents today!"

Mei Douluo, with a chocolate bar dangling from her mouth, looked at Qian Lingyun with a half-smile: "I had to put aside my important matters at hand. I wonder if the sect leader will compensate me?"

Important matter?

Qian Lingyun was slightly taken aback, and for some reason, she felt a little guilty!

Feng Ling, standing beside him, twitched her lips, but instead of exposing the important matter Mei Douluo was talking about, she coughed a few times, looked out the window, and interrupted, "We've arrived!"

Having not been home for several days, Qian Lingyun had just stepped out of the car when she looked up at the Duke's mansion, which was suddenly decorated with red and pink and lanterns. For a moment, she felt a little out of place.

Finally, Zhang Lexuan, who was standing next to her, realized what was happening and pulled her into this place that was both familiar and unfamiliar to her!

"Finally, you're back! I've been waiting here so long my back is about to break," Yuma said, sitting in the pavilion by the koi pond. She gently tapped the ground a few times with her cane, which caught Qian Lingyun's attention.

"...Mom, I didn't mean to..." Qian Lingyun lowered her head shyly and said apologetically, "I was so busy I forgot!"

"What did you just call me?" Yuma's body trembled, and she rushed forward to grab Qian Lingyun's wrist, pulling her to her side and asking excitedly.

"Mom?! What's wrong?!" Qian Lingyun looked at Yuma, confused, seemingly still not understanding the situation.

"Oh, good girl, your mother didn't spoil you for nothing!" Yuma put down her cane, rubbed Qian Lingyun's head, and said softly, "If you're not used to living in the palace or feel wronged, just come home. As long as I'm alive, you'll always have a home to return to!"

"Home?!" Qian Lingyun was slightly taken aback, as if something was about to well up in her eyes. She leaned forward and murmured, "I understand, thank you, Mom!"

Perhaps... her sweet calls of "Mommy" before were somewhat of an act, but at this moment, she truly regarded Yuma as one of her few remaining family members.

"Cough cough cough, you really know how to hide this invitation! You stuffed it under my pillow, as if you were afraid I'd find it!"

A strangely magnetic, husky female voice rang in her ears. Qian Lingyun looked in the direction of the voice and saw Ye Xishui, dressed in black, holding an invitation between two fingers at the end of the corridor. She greeted her with a smile.

"Huh!"

Upon seeing Ye Xishui, Qian Lingyun, feeling guilty, subconsciously swallowed, a thought rising in her mind: [I just killed Zhongli Wu a few days ago. Even with the Demon Queen protecting me, will she come after me?]

Perhaps sensing Qian Lingyun's nervousness and guilt, Ye Xishui smiled, a smile as bright as a datura flower. She shook her head and reassured her:

"Don't overthink it. I'm not here to settle scores with you; I just want to see if you'll be bullied by your in-laws!"

"Elder Ye, there aren't many people in the world who can still bully her these days!" Yuma turned around, patted Qian Lingyun's shoulder with a wry smile, and said, "Come on, give Elder Ye a show! Let her see your eighth spirit ring!"

"An eighth spirit ring? What's so special about it!?" Ye Xishui frowned, seemingly unable to comprehend the absurdity of the matter, until... a 100,000-year spirit ring with six golden stripes lit up before her eyes.

"This is... a ferocious beast spirit ring? Or from an old monster with a power of 600,000!"

At this moment, Qian Lingyun finally saw the look of surprise on Ye Xishui's face.

The strength of a 600,000-year-old soul beast is even slightly stronger than that of an ordinary Limit Douluo.

Whether through scheming or trickery, the fact that Qian Lingyun could use such a troublesome fellow as a spirit ring means that her own strength could not be weaker than that of a Super Douluo.

In other words... his strength had already reached that of a Super Douluo before he even obtained his eighth spirit ring?

Such unexpected skill! I should say... no wonder you're my successor!

Ye Xishui let out a long sigh, calming her inner turmoil, and lamented, "Truly, the new generation surpasses the old!"

"Cough cough cough, just lucky, just lucky!" Qian Lingyun shamelessly became modest.

"Hey, hey, hey, leader! Look this way!"

Shangguan Weier's shout interrupted Qian Lingyun's pretentious thoughts. She looked in the direction of the sound and felt her eyes light up.

At that moment, everything around us dimmed.

That's right, it was a real eye-opener in physics!

"Holy crap! What is that?! A carpet?!" Qian Lingyun was speechless as she pointed at the 'crystal carpet' that the group of people were carrying over, each grabbing a corner of it.

"What carpet? Take a closer look!" Yuma proudly stepped forward and introduced, "That's the dress I prepared for you!"

"A formal dress? You call this sparkly thing a formal dress!"

Qian Lingyun swallowed hard, her voice trembling, "You don't actually think that spreading dozens of kilograms of gemstones across a dress makes it a formal gown, do you?!"

"I told you, don't rush!" Yuma calmly waved her hand, pulling Qian Lingyun to the front of the wedding dress. "Look closely, this is a dragon and phoenix design sewn and inlaid with various gemstones on gold thread!"

"..."

Qian Lingyun gently stroked the sparkling gems on the wedding dress and fell silent. Perhaps this is what true extravagance looks like!

The main material of this entire wedding dress is a rare and durable metal. It is sewn with double layers of gold thread inside and out. The inner layer has a pattern outlined in gold thread, and the outer layer is sewn with specially treated gemstones.

In short, this wedding dress was not only very heavy but also very expensive. Its only purpose was to have hundreds of millions of gemstones inlaid on the dress so that Qian Lingyun could wear it.

If Qian Lingyun ever becomes so poor that she's practically starving, she could just pry a gem off her clothes and that would be enough for her to live a life of luxury for years to come.

"This is just the outer robe; there are others too!"

Seemingly enjoying Qian Lingyun's astonished expression, Yuma waved to the Wu Yun sisters again. The two understood and walked over, each carrying a tray.

"Look! This is an inner robe!" Yuma grabbed one garment from Wu Yun's tray with one hand and held the equally shimmering garment in her arms.

"Mom, you really love all these sparkly things! Gold, silver, and jewels everywhere... don't you think..."

"What do you think?!" Yuma asked, her eyes wide with displeasure.

"..." After holding it in for a long time, Qian Lingyun finally covered her blushing face and complained, "Isn't it uncomfortable to wear these clothes?"

"So what? You'll only wear it a few times in your life anyway, so just bear with the discomfort for one day! Tomorrow! Looking good is the only thing that matters!"

Yuma waved her hand dismissively, put the things in her hand back on the tray, but showed off the dark blue dress by herself.

Judging from the style alone, this blue inner robe dress is more like a fishtail dress. It not only cinches the waist and legs, but it is also very eye-catching.

Judging from the style, Qian Lingyun could already guess whose masterpiece this was.

Although this dress departs from the extravagant style of the outer robe, lacking both extensive gemstone embellishments and gold and silver accents, it is still... a bit too unrestrained!

"These are the inner robes made by the Eighth Elder and the Supreme Master using those mermaid scales..."

Before Yuma could finish speaking, Qian Lingyun laughed.

Sure enough, she guessed right. Just from the neckline and other design elements, she knew that she was inextricably linked to Hu Mei!

"This is a level nine defensive soul tool, which Hu Mei and I made together!"

Ye Xishui suddenly spoke up, interrupting the shifting smile on Qian Lingyun's face. She said, "Using a level-nine soul tool as the inner skirt of your wedding dress isn't really a waste of your time, is it?"

"This is actually a level nine soul tool!?" Qian Lingyun took the fishtail skirt from Yuma, fiddled with it for a while, and then reorganized her thoughts:

"As expected, I was too narrow-minded! I didn't even realize before that this dress was actually a low-key, luxurious, and sophisticated level nine soul tool."

"In fact, from the first moment I saw it, my eyes were drawn to it."

"Honestly, I'm constantly amazed by its user-friendly heat dissipation design and refreshing ventilation mode!"

"Such ingenious and practical items are low-key yet not vulgar, exquisite and simple while not losing the profound truths they contain."

"This exquisite gown, which combines aesthetics, metaphysics, biology, mysticism, natural science, quantum mechanics, and soul tool technology, is truly breathtaking!"

"..." ×n

"Tsk tsk tsk, I must say... you know how to talk!" Yuma patted Qian Lingyun's shoulder, put the inner robe back on the tray, and then pointed to the tray in Wu Yu's hand.

It was something covered by a thin red veil, and even with her eyes, Qian Lingyun could sense its extraordinary nature.

Sure enough, the moment the red veil was lifted, it was as if the gates of a dwarf's treasure vault had been opened, and the light of pearls and jade instantly illuminated Qian Lingyun's eyes.

Perfectly round pearls the size of a baby's fist, jade as clear as turquoise water, glass in a myriad of colors, exquisitely cut gemstones, buttons made of rare metals, and silk coils drawn from gold, red gold, and platinum...

It was a phoenix crown with a crimson-gold phoenix on top, and hundreds of birds gathered behind it.

Each bird's wings are made of hand-carved gold feathers, with a layer of diamond powder scattered on them.

The beaded curtain used to cover the face was made of individual beads of glass and jade, interwoven with rare metal materials.

"This..." Qian Lingyun weighed the phoenix crown in her hand, then playfully stuck out her tongue and said in a sweet voice, "If I weren't a Soul Master, something this heavy could break an ordinary person's neck!"

"It's alright! It's only two kilograms of gold, four kilograms of rare metals, plus a bunch of gemstones, glass, pearls, diamonds, coral, and the like. Even an ordinary person wouldn't have their neck broken!" Wu Yu gestured with her chin towards a tray covered with a red cloth, indicating that...

"Master, don't think it's just the phoenix coronet and wedding gown; there's also a set of twenty-four crimson crystal phoenix-tail jade dragon hairpins!"

Qian Lingyun: "I have reason to suspect that you intend to torture me to death with jewels and gold..."

puff~

Wu Yu chuckled, everything was understood without saying a word!

"Alright, alright, it's getting late. Now that you've seen the main things, go get some sleep. Just wait for the palace sedan chair to pick you up tomorrow!"

A slightly tired Yuma raised her eyebrows, signaling to the bridesmaids to put away their doting smiles, lest they scare the newlyweds into getting sick.

Pulled back to her room in a daze, Qian Lingyun stared at the mountain of things on her dressing table and fell into deep thought once again.

Honestly, she doesn't recognize all those strange and unusual things. When did someone as naturally beautiful as her start to need so many cosmetics...?

She had just woken up from a nap in the carriage, but couldn't fall back asleep for a while, so she simply lay in bed tossing and turning all night without getting any sleep.

At dawn, the noise of gongs and drums outside the door woke her from her drowsy state.

Got it!

I'm about to go out and torture myself in that eye-catching outfit!

Slowly getting out of bed and quickly washing up, Qian Lingyun reluctantly changed into her sparkly outfit.

Sure enough, that thing was very uncomfortable, making it difficult for her to take any steps.

Unable to move easily and having skipped breakfast, Qian Lingyun simply sat lazily in front of the dressing table, watching a group of unfamiliar people do her hair and makeup!

On the sofa, a group of formidable bridesmaids sat in a row, whispering among themselves as they watched Qian Lingyun in front of the dressing table.

"Hey, what do you guys think... on such a good day, why does the leader look unhappy?!" Wu Yu asked, resting her chin on her hands and looking at the silent Qian Lingyun.

"I've been married, I have experience in this area!" Having such experience, Fengling naturally had a lot to say, and she narrowed her eyes as she judged:

"If I'm not mistaken, she must have pre-wedding jitters! Walking through half of Mingdu in such a conspicuous outfit must have put her under a lot of pressure!"

"Hiss, Vice Master, being afraid to walk in front of people, isn't that social anxiety?" Wu Yun asked in a low voice.

Feng Ling's lips twitched, and she couldn't help but ask, "Do you think she's socially awkward?"

"Um…"

Wu Yun thought for a while, then finally shook her head and said, "If she's socially awkward, then there's no one in the world who isn't!"

The hired maids were naturally furious but dared not speak out about the fact that the bridesmaids did nothing all morning but sit there observing the bride.

After finishing her makeup, Qian Lingyun took the paintbrush from the maid and drew a bright red spider lily on her eyebrows in front of the mirror.

The pen fell...

"The auspicious hour has arrived! Please, Your Highness the Crown Princess, proceed with your wedding!"

As the noisy music outside began, Qian Lingyun struggled to her feet, supporting herself on the table. With each step she took, she could hear the tinkling sound of the gems on her robes colliding.

Before she had taken more than a few steps, a maidservant hurriedly reminded her, "Your Highness, the phoenix crown! Don't forget to take the phoenix crown!"

"Ugh, can't we take this off?! It's so heavy!"

Qian Lingyun turned around and walked to the table, picked up the heavy phoenix coronet and wedding gown, and awkwardly put it on her head.

She was about to leave when she was stopped by an inexplicable force.

Looking down, an embarrassing thing happened.

She discovered that the jewels on her wedding dress were stuck in the furniture.

Having had their fill of gossip and watched the drama unfold for quite some time, the eight bridesmaids finally made their move. They walked forward with smiles, each grabbing a section of the skirt to support Qian Lingyun's incredibly heavy wedding gown.

Speechless

(End of this chapter)