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Not long after, the news of Ye Mingshang's upcoming wedding spread throughout the entire continent, and nearly all the mid to high-level factions received invitations.
Moreover, the invitation clearly included a statement: "I look forward to the wedding gifts you all will bring. I hope they will satisfy me. — Underworld River"
Nima! A blatant threat.
In most weddings, gifts are given voluntarily; although people do give gifts, the amount is usually a personal matter.
But this time, he directly demanded gifts. If someone couldn't come up with something decent, wouldn't that mean they were practically asking to be killed?
"Too much!"
A muscular man smashed the wooden table beside him with force, his face filled with rage.
"Boss, should we attend this wedding or not?" his right-hand man cautiously asked from the side.
The big man glared, as if he wanted to eat someone, startling his subordinate.
"Of course we are going! We must go! And prepare a grand gift; get that jar of thousand-year-old fine wine ready."
"But boss, that's your favorite wine. You've kept it for over ten years and haven't dared to drink much."
"Enough with the nonsense! What's more important, wine or life? If I could beat him, would I be giving him wine? I'd give him a hammer instead!"
In another room, a Younger Brother cautiously walked in and handed over an invitation.
"Boss, the Dragon King sent an invitation."
The man sitting down, sporting long hair and a stylish beard, took the invitation and casually glanced at it before smiling.
"Ha ha, this Old Dragon hasn't changed at all, still as arrogant as before."
He then smiled slightly and instructed, "Go to my Treasury and pick out a few valuable treasures."
"Yes."
In a Feng Shui Treasure Land of Azure Mountains and Green Waters, there was a temple of the Azure Lamp Ancient Buddha, where a monk with an ethereal presence resided.
"Abbot, there is a demon outside seeking an audience."
The monk opened his eyes, and in an instant, a brilliant light flashed, more dazzling than sunlight.
"Oh? A demon has come here. Which force does it belong to?"
"He claims to be the Demon King," the Little Monk replied.
"The Demon King? From the Underworld River? What brings him here?"
"He has brought an invitation." The Little Monk respectfully handed over the invitation.
"He says that the Son of the Demon King is about to get married and invites all major forces to attend," the Little Monk added.
After examining it closely, the monk set the invitation aside and closed his eyes again. "I understand. You may leave now."
"And what about the demon outside?"
"Let it go."
Once the Little Monk closed the door and left, the monk finally opened his eyes and smiled faintly.
"It seems you have finally found your own persistence, but I wonder, where is my persistence?"
In a Taoist temple, a Young Taoist was running frantically while holding something.
"Hey! What's the rush?" another Young Taoist stopped him.
"The Son of the Demon King, Ye Mingshang, is getting married. I have to hurry and deliver this to my master."
"The Son of the Demon King... Ye Mingshang... Ye Mingshang..." the Taoist murmured, feeling that the name was very familiar.
"Ye Mingshang! That's right, it's him!" the Daoist exclaimed with joy.
...
Similar events were happening all over Huaxia. Some were joyful, some were angry, and some were fearful.
However, without exception, all forces that received invitations would definitely attend the wedding.
Those with good relations would naturally come, while those with poor relations would also attend due to pressure from power.
One thing to note is that the Underworld River did not invite forces from outside Huaxia territory.
Although he was a demon, he had a strong sense of territoriality and looked down upon demons that did not belong to Huaxia territory.
Being a demon also meant being a patriotic demon.
In the Dragon Emperor Mountain Range, when Ye Mingshang woke up, it was already the next day. He found himself lying in a large tub filled with liquid.
The tub was not filled with clear water but rather a potion that had a slightly greenish hue.
This is a special potion used for healing, which opens the body's pores through soaking in hot water and promotes the absorption of medicinal ingredients, proving to be remarkably effective for healing wounds.
After soaking in the medicinal bath, Ye Mingshang's injuries had mostly healed in no time, and his skin had become even softer and fairer, resembling that of a newborn baby.
However, this delicate skin actually possessed a toughness as hard as iron.
Gradually waking up, he noticed a faint mist in front of him.
"What happened to me?"
This was his first thought upon waking.
He looked around, his expression slightly dazed, a common reaction for any creature waking from sleep.
Sniff sniff~
"What is that smell?"
Ye Mingshang was taken aback and then glanced down at himself.
"A medicinal bath..."
Thinking to himself, Ye Mingshang suddenly felt alarmed.
"Oh no! I must have fainted. Who took off my clothes? Could it be that some spirit has taken a liking to me and done something inappropriate?!"
"This is bad! If Mengyu finds out about this, how am I going to explain it?!"
As Ye Mingshang was lost in his thoughts, the door creaked open, and Mengyu walked in carrying a basin.
"Hey, you're awake."
Seeing that it was Li Mengyu, Ye Mingshang finally relaxed.
"Did you help me heal?"
"Yes."
"Then you were the one who took off my clothes."
"That's right."
Ye Mingshang let out a sigh of relief, 'It's good that nothing happened.'
"What's wrong?" Li Mengyu asked, puzzled.
"Nothing, nothing. I'm just glad it's you. I thought some female spirit admired my beauty and did something to me. Haha!"
"What are you thinking about?" Li Mengyu rolled her eyes at him, playfully scolding.
Ye Mingshang stared blankly, suddenly feeling she was so beautiful.
"What are you looking at? Turn around quickly; I'll help you with your back." Li Mengyu said irritably.
Ye Mingshang comfortably closed his eyes, feeling a slight slickness on his back and the faint scent of her body occasionally entering his nostrils.
"Are we going to have a wedding?"
"Of course, I promised you," Ye Mingshang replied.
"Have you thought it through? You know, marriage is..."
"What are you worried about?" Ye Mingshang asked in confusion.
"Don't you understand my feelings for you? Are you not at ease with me?"
"No, it's not that. I'm just... afraid of losing you again."
Ye Mingshang turned around, cupping Li Mengyu's face in his hands and looking at her seriously.
"Mengyu, you're wonderful. No matter how long it takes, I will never leave you. I want to be with you forever. In this life, the next life, and the life after that, I will never leave you. Because you are my woman, Ye Mingshang."
Li Mengyu shyly nodded, "Mm, I will also be with you forever, in this life and the next."
Ye Mingshang smiled happily, "Haha! Let's talk about the next life later; we should cherish the present."
Saying this, he pulled Li Mengyu closer to the bathtub.
"Hey, what are you doing!"
"Just doing something we love to do..."
[This part is omitted for brevity.] (To be continued.)
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