Chapter 46: The Wedding Farce

Son-in-Law of the Dragon King Dry and shriveled 1314 words 2026-04-13 14:46:33

In the blink of an eye, Meng Qing’s wedding day arrived.

Ye Feng woke up early to start preparing snacks for Su Manman. Since Su Manman would be busy all day as Meng Qing’s bridesmaid and might not have a chance to eat, Ye Feng made an assortment of delicate pastries to keep her from going hungry.

Just as Ye Feng finished packing the treats into a box, she looked up and saw Su Manman descending the stairs.

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She was about to break Qi Xian’s formation when she heard footsteps—Feng’er had come running over. For the moment they were safe; though the door was old and battered, it was made of iron, and the corpses outside wouldn’t be able to force it open anytime soon.

Tian Feng gazed at Ji Yu with an expression of utter arrogance, as if looking down on an ant. And now, this ant actually dared to question him?

Guan Xin felt mortally embarrassed. She glanced up to see Mu Ze’s face twisted with a complicated, seemingly unhappy, expression.

Kabu and the others widened their eyes in shock. Realizing danger was imminent, they tried to dodge, but it was already too late.

Once again, my parents and grandmother had to endure a psychological ordeal because of me.

The things thrown at Lin Zhize had been fetched from the Fengyue Inn by Lu Ertai at her behest. When she first saw those items, she was truly shocked. She had always believed that even if Lin Zhize had feelings for Dongzhu, they would never run that deep.

April turned her head, recognizing Long Youqing immediately. No wonder—ever since his return to court, he had had plenty of time to appear at the Ninth Prince’s residence. Now that the prince had been named Crown Prince, the guards at his manor had grown even stricter, and yet Long Youqing still came and went as he pleased.

As soon as these words were uttered, before Ziwei could curse in anger, Han Bin slapped the storage pouch at his waist, summoning the Deadly Sword and casting a spell upon its blade. The sword shimmered with light and gave off a resonant hum. Just as Liu Guang thought Han Bin was about to kill Ziwei, he saw the blade flying straight toward him.

Autumn Xi, the master of deception, was as swift and resolute as ever when she spoke these words. She had hidden them in her heart for many years, and now, faced with this opportunity, she delivered them with decisive clarity.

The content of their conversation was much the same as always. After hanging up, the look on Yang Ming’s face exactly mirrored that of the shopkeeper.

Li Xiang scoffed inwardly. He had never exposed the shadow’s true identity, intending to spare the Dark Lord the final shred of his dignity. But now the Dark Lord dared to threaten him and even invoked the Golden Gryphon family—as if he were someone to be reckoned with.

“Hmph, you two fools. Do you know why he wants your avatars?” Fei’ang, the Ghost Ancestor, rebuked them coldly.

The Edinburgh Guard is the core force of the Scottish royal family, responsible for defending the city of Edinburgh and the royal palace. They are the king’s most trusted military force.

The arm that Akainu managed to save instantly transformed into boiling, molten lava, brimming with thunderous, destructive power.

In later years, many wealthy people would sail catamaran yachts equipped with diesel engines. Even without the sails, such vessels could easily reach speeds of over ten knots.

“Wow, even Phantom has arrived!” With the server-wide announcement, the players’ chatter grew more frantic. The demon clan had already been a formidable force, but now that the Demon King of Order, Phantom, had joined them, the players’ odds of victory plummeted—even with the dragons and Poppy’s faction on their side.

As for strength, among all the star-ranked chefs, those who stood out possessed overwhelming and crushing power.

After all, Xuanwu City lay at the northernmost tip of East Victory Divine Continent, while Mount Putuo, in the South Sea, was at its southern end—the two locations spanning the entire continent. Jiugong Mountain was situated between them; though it was a slight detour, it still lay on the path connecting the two.

Isn’t this absurd? Traveling back to the ancient era of the Shinobi World just to find the Sage of Six Paths’ kitchen utensils—wasn’t that courting death?

Regardless, Feng Chuang still had to put Zhang Yang in his place. Otherwise, where would he, a cultivator at the peak of Foundation Establishment, maintain his dignity? The only reason he hadn’t acted before was because of Tian Guang—even he did not wish to cross Tian Guang.