When I woke up, the entire cultivation world was talking about my master.

Chu Xianlan anticipated the elder's prediction and decisively uttered the six-character mantra of the Pointing Moon Immortal, with outstanding effect.

The people outside were extremely anxious and restless.

Unfortunately, no matter how curious the outside world is, they cannot get an answer for the time being, because the process of the next mental trial cannot be observed by the Water Mirror.

At this moment, Chu Xianlan was already in the second mental state trial. She had just opened her eyes when she saw a scene full of joy, with the sound of gongs and drums constantly playing in the distance.

Chu Xianlan was somewhat bewildered.

What's that noise?

Is there some good news? Who's getting married?

Suddenly a figure pushed open the door and entered. Xiao Huandu impatiently urged, "The time is almost here. Stop dawdling. Bride, get ready to get into the bridal sedan chair."

"What?!" Chu Xianlan was stunned.

Looking down, I realized that I was wearing a... bright red wedding robe.

Chu Xianlan rushed to the dressing mirror in shock, her face gradually contorting into a grimace.

The person in the mirror had loose hair adorned with intricate pearl and jade tassels. Their face seemed to have been carefully made up, with softer eyebrows and a touch of vermilion on their lips.

This, this, this...

Who are you?!

Chu Xianlan's head buzzed loudly, and he immediately took off his tattered clothes on the spot. He grabbed the outer garment and wiped his face haphazardly. Just as he was about to reach up to tidy his hair, everything suddenly went black.

By the time she realized what was happening, she had already sat back down on the edge of the bed.

Looking in the dressing mirror again, she saw herself looking like a shy bride-to-be, and everything was back to square one.

Chu Xianlan was greatly shocked: "..."

He never expected his mental trial to be like this.

What the hell is this test? Is it to test your mental fortitude?!

Chu Xianlan looked at her wrist and, sure enough, the white snake bracelet was gone.

Since it is a pure test of mental state, everything at this moment should be an illusion, and external things are probably temporarily isolated from us.

At this moment, Xiao Huandu rushed in again, urging him on word for word:

"The time is almost here, don't dawdle, get ready to get into the bridal sedan chair."

...Up, up, up.

Chu Xianlan took a deep breath, trying to keep her composure and her Daoist heart undisturbed.

Master said that the purpose of the mental trial is to test whether one's will is firm. If the rules are like this, brute force will probably only lead to elimination. One can only try to stay calm for now.

Even though she had mentally prepared herself, Chu Xianlan was still shocked by the overly ornate bridal sedan chair outside.

Eight tall, fiery red horses were draped in red silk, and the sedan chair was carved with a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix on all four sides. Luminous pearls hung from the four corners of the sedan chair's roof, making it magnificent, solemn, and exuding an air of nobility.

If I'm not mistaken... this is a royal bridal sedan chair??

"Who am I going to marry?" Chu Xianlan's brain froze for a moment, and she stiffly turned around to ask Xiao Huandu.

Xiao Huandu looked completely bewildered. "You've even forgotten that? Weren't you so nervous about getting married last night that you couldn't sleep? Of course, it was with His Highness the Fourth Prince."

Ji, Cheng, An?

Click, the world falls silent, listen to the sound of the Dao Heart shattering.

...You can't let your mindset collapse.

We can't let it collapse!

Chu Xianlan gritted his teeth and silently recited those five words in his heart. The mental state test exists precisely to test one's mentality. The more outrageous and absurd it is, the more it tests a person! He must enter the Myriad Swords Immortal Realm, and he absolutely cannot admit defeat here!

I'll marry him!

"Okay, let's go."

The process of getting into the bridal sedan chair was like boarding a pirate ship. The Crimson Flame Demon Horse swept through the air at an extremely fast speed. Chu Xianlan lifted her veil and looked out. Lanterns and colorful decorations were everywhere, and melodious music filled the air. It really looked like the real thing.

He slowly closed his eyes.

It's all fake, nothing special.

On the road to success, you always have to pay a price, such as dignity.

His composure crumbled completely when he saw Ji Cheng'an dressed in a red robe.

Chu Xianlan didn't know if this guy had gone mad or what, but he grinned and smiled broadly, exuding the kind of simple and honest joy that comes with happiness.

When the bride arrived, the once bustling square in front of the palace fell silent for a moment, followed by a flood of blessings and joyful laughter.

Immediately afterwards, the palace attendant's voice resounded throughout the hall: "The auspicious time has arrived!"

Chu Xianlan was quickly led into the hall, her face covered in cold sweat.

No way. You really have to pay respects to your parents?

Are you serious?!

Even knowing it's all fake, I still... can't take it anymore.

Just as the palace attendant helped him turn around, preparing to bow to heaven and earth, Chu Xianlan frantically pondered how to break the deadlock. Suddenly, a cold wind swept past his face.

Chu Xianlan's heart skipped a beat. She thought something had gone wrong during the trial. She couldn't see anything through the bright red veil. Just as she was about to raise her hand to lift it, she felt someone grab her waist and then her feet were suspended in mid-air.

The wind rushed into the wide sleeves of his wedding dress, making a rustling sound, and he was lifted off the ground by a force.

"—The bride has been kidnapped!!"

"How dare you! Who dares to steal the bride?! Go after them!"

Countless voices followed behind her. Before Chu Xianlan could figure out what was happening, she first caught a glimpse of a corner of snow-white fabric. Then, as the veil was completely blown away by the wind, strands of silvery-white hair fluttered before her eyes—

...Master??

Yi Chen's speed was unmatched. When they reached a secluded spot, he gently put down his bewildered disciple. His gaze swept over the boy's striking red wedding robes, and his expression froze for a moment.

"I am not an illusion," he explained, his voice lower than usual.

For some reason, at the same time that Chu Xianlan was sent into the mental state trial, Yi Chen was also pulled into the same illusion.

When he found his disciple, he happened to witness Chu Xianlan being helped into the wedding hall in a bright red wedding dress.

An unpleasant feeling flashed through Yi Chen's mind, but his body moved before his thoughts could process it.

He felt that this scene was wrong and inappropriate, and he had to take him away... Even if it was a trial of mental state, Chu Xianlan should not casually get married to someone else.

After all... his disciple clearly liked him.

"I, uh," the boy stammered, "this disciple knows."

A person's aura doesn't lie.

He recognized his master at a glance, of course, but his current appearance was so ugly that Chu Xianlan felt inexplicably ashamed and asked with a frown:

"Master, what's going on? Why are you here too...?"

Before the two could exchange messages, the scene changed in the blink of an eye.

Tick-tock. Tick-tock.

The sound of water droplets hitting the ground was slow and deep.

"Hmm? You're awake, Xianlan."

...This extremely perverted voice is...

Chu Xianlan looked up and saw that her Dao Heart was on the verge of collapse.

It really is Xie Qingying!!!

How could this be? This trial must be deliberately designed to torment him!

The man's gentle expression seemed to be welded to his face. Xie Qingying sat on the edge of the couch, dressed in an elegant blue robe, holding a bowl of steaming unidentified liquid in her hand.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Xie Qingying asked softly, gently stirring the medicine with a spoon before bringing it to his lips. "You're such a child. Come on, be good and drink your medicine first."

Chu Xianlan felt a chill run down her spine.

He lay on a dark red bed, dressed in a simple wedding gown. The walls around him were dark and the damp, musty smell filled the air. There were no windows or light; it was like an underground prison cell that no one could find.

Today is our wedding day.

Xie Qingying's ghostly voice drifted over again.

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(I'm a bit busy today, sorry everyone. I'll make up for the missing chapter later! Three chapters tomorrow night!)