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At noon, the newcomers had already changed into their attire, and everything was almost ready.
The wedding in the mountains was different from that in the Mortal Realm; there were no grand halls, but many birds and butterflies danced around.
The fields were filled with flowers, requiring no special decoration.
This was because the Flower Spirits naturally existed in the mountains, being part of the great mountain itself and contributing their share.
At the entrance, Ye Mingshang and Li Mengyu walked in hand in hand.
Suddenly!
A flurry of flowers filled the air, and a chorus of birds sang together.
Colorful birds flew back and forth, each carrying petals in their beaks.
Beautiful butterflies also joined in the celebration, swirling around the two couples as if sharing in their joy.
There was a pathway paved with flowers, soft underfoot, accompanied by a refreshing floral fragrance.
Various flowers mixed together, blending with the freshness of dew, creating an incredibly inviting atmosphere.
Gently sniffing this fresh scent, Ye Mingshang felt quite cheerful.
He had hardly worried about the entire wedding.
There are so many nosy uncles and aunts around, and everything is going well, although some aspects are a bit different from the Mortal Realm and somewhat chaotic.
However, the creativity is quite good; at least he really likes this opening, feeling very grand.
Since Li Mengyu has no relatives here, there is no need to pay respects to any high-ranking elders.
They have a bit of a blend of Eastern and Western styles, with a young man who looks slick and polished reciting blessings, and he even asked the couple if they were willing to do something or other.
This blend of cultures truly feels somewhat awkward, and Ye Mingshang can't help but smile wryly.
He feels that entrusting the wedding to these Fellows seems to be a mistake.
At this point in the wedding, there is still a very important segment: the elders giving gifts.
Bai Xiangxue had been sitting there early on, while Underworld River rarely transformed into a Humanoid form and sat together with Bai Xiangxue.
He seems to dislike appearing as a human and always manifests in his original form.
However, Ye Mingshang suspects that he hasn't continued to linger in that lake because perhaps the lake is already gone?
After all, the damage from the battle a few days ago has not yet been repaired. Although many monsters have helped, the destruction was simply too great to clean up.
Some areas still bear the remnants of their battle's fluctuations, and some people are even experiencing enlightenment there, their souls elevated.
When it came time for the gift-giving segment, Underworld River stood up and took out a fist-sized, gleaming bead.
"What is that? Night Pearl?" someone asked in confusion.
"Are you stupid? How could that be a Night Pearl? Night Pearl only shines at night, and it's daytime now."
"Besides, something like a Night Pearl is precious. How could the Underworld River, being the Demon King, possibly just present a Night Pearl as a wedding gift for his son?"
"Do you think it could be a Dragon Ball?" someone whispered.
"Shh! Don't say nonsense. A Dragon Ball isn't something that can be easily given out. There are only a few dragons in existence right now. In the past, there weren't many dragons either, and each dragon only has one Dragon Ball in its lifetime."
"That's the source of a dragon's power; who would take out a Dragon Ball?"
"Oh, I see." Listening to the mockery from the others, the person awkwardly scratched his head.
Underworld River glanced around, and the atmosphere gradually calmed down.
This is the aura of authority, the presence of a king.
Even without saying anything, just one look is enough to make everyone pay attention.
Seeing everyone looking over and quieting down, Underworld River slowly spoke, "This is a Dragon Ball from my dragon clan."
"What!"
"It really is a Dragon Ball!"
"Did I hear that right?!"
"Oh my god, slap me and see if I'm dreaming."
"Smack!"
"You actually hit me!"
"Of course!"
"Quiet!" Underworld River shouted, and everyone quickly fell silent.
"This is a Dragon Ball, but it's not a wedding gift for Ming Shang; it's a prize."
"A prize? What kind of prize?" someone interjected.
Underworld River glanced over, eyes wide with anger.
"Boom!"
With a loud explosion, the talkative person was blown to pieces.
Everyone was shocked and dared not speak again.
They knew Underworld River was domineering, but they never expected him to be so ruthless as to kill someone in public just for interrupting.
However, because of this, no one dared to speak up, each person keeping their mouths tightly shut, not even daring to breathe.
Seeing this scene, Ye Mingshang frowned.
After all, today was his joyous day, and he did not want it to turn personal.
Although he was not a traditional person, any normal person would not want their wedding to turn blood-red.
"Considering the years of nurturing, I will give you some face," Ye Mingshang thought to himself, but he did not lash out.
"Just like that useless person asked earlier, I will answer his question."
Come on, you only answered after they were blasted into Mo Mo? Seems a bit late, right?
"The so-called prize naturally comes with a competition. Today is my son's big day, and many heroes have gathered here; I am quite pleased."
"So, taking this opportunity, I plan to hold a competition. As long as anyone present can defeat my son, they will receive this Dragon Ball."
"What?!"
"What?!"
This shock was felt not only by the crowd below but also by Yin Hu and the others who already knew the truth.
According to their previous discussions, there was definitely going to be an Arena challenge where the young masters would take on Ye Mingshang.
Then one by one, they were easily taken down by Ye Mingshang, and finally, news broke that he had already become an immortal, elevating the atmosphere to a peak.
However, when it came from Underworld River's mouth, it erased the words of the younger generation.
This included everyone present, all of whom could challenge him.
This encompassed centenarian Taoists and millennia-old spirits.
They were astonished; everyone in attendance wondered if their ears were malfunctioning and if they had misheard.
But seeing the reactions of the crowd, they realized they had indeed heard correctly; he had said it.
They were quite curious to ask Underworld River if he was out of his mind, whether he was overly confident or actually wanted his son to fail.
There were not many ordinary people present; even the most common among them were century-old monsters or disciples of Sorcerers.
There were even many Celestial Masters and Zen Masters, some with hundreds of years of cultivation and others with over a thousand years.
With such abilities, they certainly did not seem like much in front of Underworld River.
However, they were not opponents of Underworld River; what about his son?
He was just a young man in his twenties; what did they have to fear? (To be continued.)
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