Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 252 - 253: Smashing the Place (1st Update) (Please Bookmark, Tip, and Recommend)

Chapter 252: Chapter 253: Smashing the Place (1st Update) (Please Bookmark, Tip, and Recommend)

Black Market, now within the Wusheng Academy, was no longer as mysterious as before.

News that a new Saint Heir had emerged, who unified the Black Market, had also spread, but as for the Saint Heir, all they had were rumors.

Now, when they heard that people from the Black Market had arrived, everyone couldn’t help but look over, aiming to see who the Saint Heir of the Black Market actually was.

"Having the Saint Heir visit is also an honor for our Wusheng Academy."

Principal Lei Che stood up, looking at the group from the Black Market and spoke with a smile.

"Please, have a seat."

The power of the Black Market, if taken out, could surpass that of any of the four great sects; now that the Black Market had united, it had become the sixth largest force in the Wusheng nation, naturally not to be underestimated.

Even the Wusheng Academy had to acknowledge the status of the Black Market now.

People from the four great sects, the Black Market, and the Wusheng nation had all arrived.

Now, with about ten minutes left until noon, a huge altar had already been set up on the platform in front.

This grand wedding was extremely solemn, involving sacrifices to heaven and earth, and worship of the countless ancestors of the Wusheng Academy.

"Time is almost up, Ling Tian, go ahead."

Lei Che glanced at the crowd around him and spoke to Zhi Lingtian beside him.

"Yes."

Zhi Lingtian complied, stepping down from the platform to stand atop the altar.

Meanwhile, Han Yueli remained standing on the platform, unmoved.

"What’s going on?"

"Why isn’t Han Yueli coming down?"

A burst of surprised murmurs rose among the crowd.

"Yue Li, just come down obediently. Think about your master; if you don’t come down, your master’s life might be at risk."

At the front of the Cold Snow Pavilion group, Pavilion Master Han Xuanbing, seeing Han Yueli beside him unmoved, spoke in a cold voice.

"You don’t have a choice in this matter, come down. If you don’t want your master to die..."

"You..."

Han Yueli opened her mouth but found herself speechless; indeed, she had no grounds to retort within this group.

Her body trembled with anger, but she had no choice but to obediently walk down from the platform.

"Chu Fengmian..."

Muttering this name under her breath, Han Yueli had thought that this name could save her from dire straits, but she had already learned of the incident three months prior.

Being hunted by a saint, Chu Fengmian had fallen.

"Chu Fengmian? I wasn’t aware that you actually had some connection with him."

The soft muttering of Han Yueli was only heard by Zhi Lingtian standing beside her; upon hearing this name, his lips curled into a cold sneer.

"So, you were hoping that trash would save you? Too bad he knew no better than to challenge the Wusheng Academy and was directly executed."

"Even if he had not died, nothing today would have changed. What could he possibly do by himself?"

"Marrying me today is your good fortune; rest assured, I will not mistreat you."

The moment Zhi Lingtian spoke, he reached for Han Yueli’s hand, but she moved swiftly, dodging his grasp.

"You!"

Under the watchful eyes of all, Han Yueli actually dodged, causing Zhi Lingtian to furrow his brows, ready to burst with anger.

What sort of person was Zhi Lingtian? The Crown Prince of the Wusheng Academy, the future principal of the Wusheng Academy, soon to step into the Divine Power realm and become a saint, an extremely prideful character.

In his view, since he was willing to marry Han Yueli, she should have willingly thrown herself into his arms, yet today she had refused him in front of so many people.

He was just about to get angry.

But seeing the crowd around him, Zhi Lingtian calmed down.

In front of so many powerful figures, today was not a day to lose temper.

His lips curled into a sinister smile, his cold eyes fixed on Han Yueli as he snorted coldly.

"Today, after the grand wedding, I want to see how you will escape."

"The grand wedding begins! Worship heaven and earth!"

Beside them, Wusheng Academy’s Principal Lei Che spoke loudly, personally presiding over this grand wedding.

The sacrificial altar was now ready; numerous disciples of the Wusheng Academy had already offered sacrifices, ready to worship the heavens.

At that moment, a wild laugh suddenly rang out from above the sky.

"How could such a lively event occur without inviting Chu someone!"

This voice, filled with endless majestic force, turned into a dragon’s roar instantly, shattering the altars on the grand platform.

"Boom!"

The altar, prepared over several days, was suddenly broken by someone in a single day.

"Who is it?"

"Who dares to create trouble at such a time?"

Numerous people below couldn’t help but lift their heads, looking towards the figure in the sky, their expressions turning extremely peculiar.

The grand wedding today involved the Wusheng Academy and Cold Snow Pavilion, and powerful figures from the four great sects and the Black Market of the Wusheng nation were all present.

It was said that all the powerful beings of the Wusheng nation were gathered here; who would dare to disrupt such an event?

No one could have imagined.

"Chu... Fengmian?"

Atop the altar, Han Yueli suddenly lifted her veil, raising her head to gaze at the floating figure in the sky, her eyes filled with disbelief, tears already streaming down her cheeks.

"You’re still alive..."

"Of course I’m alive; I told you I’d take you away."

Chu Fengmian looked at Han Yueli, a smile curling at his lips as he spoke.

"It seems I’ve arrived just in time."

Many in the crowd below had already recognized Chu Fengmian in the sky.

"What’s going on?"

"Chu Fengmian is still alive? Wasn’t it said that he was dead?"

"What relationship does Chu Fengmian have with Han Yueli? From what he said, is he here to rescue his bride?"

"Wasn’t Han Yueli already betrothed to the Crown Prince? What exactly is going on? No wonder Han Yueli looked so reluctant; it turns out she already had someone in her heart."

Standing to the side, Zhi Lingtian, seeing Chu Fengmian in the sky and especially hearing the surrounding crowd discuss, his complexion turned livid, his teeth clattering, nearly breaking from his anger.

The grand wedding today, Han Yueli was clearly unwilling to marry him, giving him countless unpleasant expressions, all of which he endured.

But now, with Chu Fengmian’s appearance and his conversation with Han Yueli.

It was obvious that there was an early relationship between Chu Fengmian and Han Yueli, and she was his fiancée even without a marriage.

The scene in front of him now felt like he was being publicly shamed, making him feel humiliated to the extreme, wishing he could kill Chu Fengmian immediately.

He, Zhi Lingtian, was after all the unrivaled talent of the Wusheng nation, the future principal of the Wusheng Academy; today, this scene will definitely become a centuries-long laughing stock for him.