Soul Emperor Martial God

Today, the Liu Family was exceptionally lively in front of their residence.

As one of the Four Great Families of the Royal Capital, Lady Liu's marriage was naturally a grand affair.

Not to mention, her marriage alliance was with one of the two major powers, Blood Mist Valley.

The alliance between these two great forces was undoubtedly a magnificent event.

All the major forces from inside and outside the Royal Capital came to offer their congratulations.

"Sky-splitting Sword Sect, Elder Wan Qiushui, sends a gift."

"Medicine King Valley, Elder Mu, sends a gift."

"Elders of the Royal Capital Lin Family, Vice Commander of Flame Martial Guards Lin Chong, sends a gift."

"Elders of the Royal Capital Shen Family, Deputy Commander of the City Guard Army Shen Yuan, sends a gift."

"..."

In front of the Liu Family, the butler was announcing loudly with a face full of joy.

He welcomed each major force's Martial Artists who came to offer their congratulations.

Even the departure of Lady Liu was marked by such grandeur, gathering many eminent figures rarely seen on ordinary days.

In a few days, when the actual wedding took place, the scale would likely be even larger.

Everyone was immersed in a festive and celebratory atmosphere.

Yet, within a certain boudoir of the Liu Family's inner courtyard, a woman sat in silence, her eyes brimming with tears.

The woman was very beautiful, with delicate features exuding an aura only classical beauties possess.

That frailty and gentleness could surely inspire anyone to feel protective and drawn to her.

The woman was none other than the protagonist of this wedding, Liu Yanran.

For any woman, wearing a bridal gown should have been a joyful and anticipatory occasion.

She, of course, had also been full of anticipation.

But now, it had turned into a nightmare.

Beside her was another woman, not as beautiful, yet still very attractive—a true beauty in her own right.

That was Zhou Yueyao.

"Sister Yanran, why don't I help you escape?" Zhou Yueyao said indignantly, patting her chest.

"Escape?" Liu Yanran let out a lamenting laugh, "And go where?"

"My Family has arranged this marriage, and Blood Mist Valley is coming to fetch me."

"With the power of Blood Mist Valley and my Liu Family, where could I possibly escape to?"

Zhou Yueyao angrily said, "But Sister Yanran, you don't want to marry."

"What can I do if I don't want to?" Liu Yanran's face was pale, her eyes tearful, and she spoke no more.

"Damn it," Zhou Yueyao cursed angrily, "Where is that damn guy? Why hasn't he come yet?"

"Despite the deep love you have for him, Sister Yanran."

"Him?" Liu Yanran's face turned ashen, "He won't come."

"He doesn't have me in his heart."

"What can we do then?" Zhou Yueyao asked angrily.

"Accept fate." Liu Yanran's despairing expression could only let out two weak notes.

...

Time slowly passed.

All the minor and major forces from the Royal Capital brought gifts to congratulate.

Soon, a procession appeared, instantly becoming the focus of everyone.

"It's people from Blood Mist Valley."

"They've come to fetch the bride."

The Martial Artists gathered around to congratulate, all smiling.

"Tsk tsk, Blood Mist Valley really is making a grand entrance."

Everyone glanced at Blood Mist Valley's procession, somewhat surprised.

Leading them were three old men.

One was the Chief Alchemist of Blood Mist Valley, Blood River.

The other two were the second and third elders of Blood Mist Valley.

The wedding procession was quite magnificent.

"Elders."

A middle-aged man from the Liu Family came forward, bowing with a clasped hands.

This man was the Liu Family Patriarch.

"Liu Family Patriarch." Blood River also bowed with a clasped hands, returning the gesture.

"Our side at Blood Mist Valley has also prepared a wedding banquet."

"After we escort Lady Liu over."

"In two days, when our Valley Master emerges from seclusion, the marriage can officially take place."

"To solidify the good relations between Blood Mist Valley and the Liu Family."

"That sounds excellent," the Liu Family Patriarch said with a beaming smile.

...

Soon, accompanied by a group of maids and Zhou Yueyao,

Today's protagonist appeared.

Liu Yanran, dressed to be wed, slowly emerged.

In front of the Liu Family's residence, an extremely luxurious carriage was waiting.

Liu Yanran's steps were somewhat rigid.

But still, under the watchful eyes of the elders of the Liu Family, she slowly walked toward the carriage.

The surrounding gaze also focused on her.

Just as she approached the carriage step and was about to step up,

suddenly, there was a snap.

A delicate hand caught hold of her arm.

"Yanran, won't you wait?" Zhou Yueyao gritted her teeth and said, "Do you really accept your fate?"

Liu Yanran gave a bitter laugh and nodded.

"My fate has never been in my hands, how can I not accept it?"

As her words fell, Liu Yanran once again lifted her foot.

Just at that moment, a figure, came swiftly from the sky.

In less than half a breath, it had already landed.

The overwhelming impact even caused a great gust of wind nearby.

The wedding horses were startled and neighed nonstop.

"Is that so?"

A calm voice sounded.

A strong yet gentle hand touched Liu Yanran's head.

"If your life isn't in your hands, I will snatch it back for you."

The figure smiled faintly.

It was Xiao Yi.

"Xiao Yi." Liu Yanran's beautiful eyes instantly revealed a surprised glow,

and immense joy.

Yet, this joy was quickly displaced by the gentle stroking on her head.

Because she remembered that last time, Xiao Yi had done the same.

His words were 'we are good friends.'

Such an affectionate gesture was merely like doting on a younger sister.

"You're finally here, you deadbeat," Zhou Yueyao said excitedly.

"I knew you would come to snatch the bride."

"Snatch the bride?" Xiao Yi was dumbfounded.

His appearance had caught everyone nearby off guard.

The next second, the Liu Family reacted first and shouted angrily,

"Who are you? How dare you disturb the grand affair between the Liu Family and Blood Mist Valley?" The Liu Family Patriarch shouted in anger.

Xiao Yi turned a deaf ear, not even glancing at him.

His clear gaze was only fixed on Liu Yanran.

"Do you not wish to marry?" Xiao Yi simply asked.

"Um." Liu Yanran nodded.

"Understood." Xiao Yi also nodded, then asked no further.

His cold gaze swept over all the people around him.

An icy chill suddenly enveloped the entire scene.

Even the powerful figures present changed color.

"Who are you, sir? Why do you disrupt the Liu Family's event?" the Liu Family Patriarch demanded in a cold voice.

"Xiao Yi." Xiao Yi responded nonchalantly.

"Xiao Yi?" The Liu Family Patriarch frowned, "The Northern Mountain Sword Master?"

The surrounding Martial Artists also realized, "Isn't that the Strongest Sword Master of this generation from the Sky-splitting Sword Sect?"

The Liu Family Patriarch's face changed slightly, "So it's the Northern Mountain Sword Master."

"But what does the marriage alliance of the Liu Family with Blood Mist Valley have to do with you?"

"Isn't your interference and such a commotion somewhat overbearing?"

"That's true," Sword Sect Elder Wan Qiushui also shouted coldly.

"Xiao Yi, what does someone else's marital alliance have to do with you?"

"Retreat at once,"

"Otherwise, if it tarnishes the reputation of the sect, can you bear the responsibility?"

Wan Qiushui, being the biological brother of Wan Jianyi and also an elder of the Sky-splitting Sword Sect.

As his words fell, the surrounding discussions immediately intensified.

"There has been a rumor that the Sky-splitting Sword Sect has always disfavored this strongest sword master."

"Now, it appears that the rumor is true."

"But, in my opinion, a Martial Arts Holy Land like the Sky-splitting Sword Sect, a noble sect, would not unjustly oppose a junior without reason."

"Looking at it now, this Northern Mountain Sword Master, so disrespectful and arrogant."

"I would also suppress and oppose him just the same."

Hearing the surrounding words, Wan Qiushui suddenly sneered.

"Xiao Yi, I command you to retreat immediately, in my capacity as an elder of the sect, an elder of the Sword Sect."

Xiao Yi remained immobile, sneered coldly.

"I can't be forced into doing something I don't want to do."

"And my best friend as well, cannot be forced into things she doesn't want to do."

...

First update.