Where's your gift?
All Heavens Dragon Country.
Imperial Palace.
Blue Thunder Dragon Court.
This was the residence of the eldest prince, Yuan Canglei. It was also the place where he usually cultivated in seclusion. There were three Dragon Emperors and more than ten Dragon Sages guarding inside and outside.
"Xue Ling, are you still thinking about that kid?"
A fair-skinned young man whose beauty was not inferior to Xue Ling looked at Xue Ling with a faint smile on his face. It was hard to tell if he was a man or a woman.
He was the strongest heaven's pride of the Yuan Dragon Clan, a half-step Dou Emperor, Yuan Canglei!
The members of the Dragon tribe who were of the same generation as him were all suppressed by Yuan Canglei until they could not lift their heads. The strongest among them had only just become a Saint while Yuan Canglei was already a half step to Dou Di.
Xue Ling looked at Yuan Canglei coldly and did not speak.
"Haha, Yuan Yi has already told me. That brat's position in Dongxuan is lowly and his cultivation base is even lower. Why do you not forget about him? I, Yuan Canglei, am the strongest genius in the North Xuan Land. Yet, I still can't win your heart? "
Yuan Canglei continued to smile.
Snow Spirit remained silent.
Yuan Canglei's eyes slightly changed, a faint smile appearing on his face as he said, "Today, we are going to get married. Your cultivation has been sealed by me, so even if you want to escape, you won't be able to escape from the Imperial Palace. I came here to tell you that there are many guests today, so I hope you can be sensible and don't cause trouble for me. If I lose face, my Yuan Dragon Clan will wash your Snow Dragon Clan in blood!"
Hearing these words, Xue Ling finally could not help but speak. There was a hint of mockery in her tone, "Yuan Canglei, in fact, you don't need my heart at all. What you need is the original yin of the Snow Dragon Clan. Without it, the time for you to break through to the Dragon Emperor realm will be delayed by about a hundred years, right?"
"Hehe, whatever you say."
Yuan Canglei smiled faintly and did not seem to be angry at all.
…
"Have the people of the Snow Dragon Clan come?"
"It's over there."
Imperial Palace, Dragon Terrace. Other than the top sects of the Black North Continent, the Deity Worship Sect of the Heaven Sacrificial Dynasty, the rest of the guests were the Origin Dragon Clan and several other powerful Dragon Clans. Several hundred tables were filled in a grand manner!
Ning Qi did not remain invisible. There were thousands of people here, and they all belonged to different factions. He randomly picked a table and sat down. No one would ask him about his origin. After all, everyone thought that the guests who could enter had already been verified by Yuan Yi and there would not be any spies.
The ones who spoke were the guests at his table. All of them were Dou Di.
Everyone looked in the direction that one of the Dou Di had pointed. They saw over ten transformed dragons seated at a table near the dragon platform.
No matter if they were men or women, young or old, they all had one thing in common. Their skin was snow-white, and their hair was also white.
The man was handsome and the woman was beautiful. Their bodies exuded a faint chill, and a thin layer of ice formed on the ground within a radius of several zhang!
"The" Dou "The" Dragon Is "Clan's" Dou "
"Yes, it is him."
"The Holy Maiden is his daughter. When she was young, she was swept to East Xuan by the Endless Sea Realm's devouring wind. Otherwise, even if she is not as strong as the First Prince, she would not still be a Rank 7 Dragon."
"What a pity. How many years has she wasted? But it's fine. Her cultivation will soar after she marries the First Prince."
"Can any of you tell what level Emperor Origin Dragon's cultivation has reached? Has he broken through? "
"I can't."
Not far from the table that the Snow Dragon Clan was sitting at, there was another table. There was an expressionless middle-aged man sitting in the middle. He wore a purple and gold crown on his head and wore a black robe. From head to toe, he exuded a proud aura.
The people at his table were all Dragon Emperors. Their auras were many times stronger than the Dou Di at Ning Qi's table. Zhao Danxin of the God Worshipping Sect was also at this table. Ning Qi concluded that the strongest people of the Yuan Dragon Clan were gathered at this table. He was going to take Xue Ling away today. The only person he had to pay attention to was the guy with the purple-gold crown.
"Eh? Brother, why haven't I seen you before?"
A Dou Di beside Ning Qi looked at him in surprise.
"I am a Rogue Cultivator. I rarely roam the Jianghu."
Ning Qi smiled faintly.
"Oh, I see."
Everyone glanced at Ning Qi and a flash of understanding flashed across their eyes.
They did not doubt that Ning Qi was a Dou Di because no one present had a stronger Spirit than Ning Qi. They could not see through his cultivation.
"Why is he here?"
Next to Guan Di, the female disciple suddenly saw Ning Qi. She was slightly startled and shocked.
"What's wrong?"
Guan Di asked faintly.
"Nothing."
The female disciple shook her head.
A trace of doubt flashed across Guan Di's eyes. At this moment, a few Dou Di coincidentally opened their mouths to ask him some questions. He tossed this trace of doubt to the back of his mind and began to chat with those Dou Di.
Soon, a rain of petals fell from the Dragon Platform.
Light pink petals made of battle energy slowly fell. Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted by this scene. They knew that the eldest prince, Yuan Canglei, and the saintess, Xue Ling, were about to appear.
Indeed, a carriage pulled by more than ten dragons appeared on the horizon. It slowly stepped through the air and landed on the dragon platform. There were young boys and girls around the dragon carriage.
Yuan Canglei walked out of the carriage and took a woman from the carriage. The two wore red robes with gold inlaid on them, and the woman's head was covered with a piece of red cloth.
"This wedding is similar to our human race."
A Dou Di beside Ning Qi nodded slowly.
"Everyone, today is my son Yuan Canglei's wedding. All the guests are my good friends!"
Emperor Yuan Long, who was wearing a purple gold crown, slowly stood up and glanced at the crowd.
"Husband and wife are the beginning of human relationships!"
"Poetry is Zhou Zhao, marriage is the source of kingship!"
"Therefore, the phoenix cries, Bo Qi prospers for five generations, the heavenly peaches shine brightly, and the song is a good match for ten thousand years!"
Emperor Yuan Long's voice was deep and resonated in everyone's heart like rolling thunder.
Even outside the palace, it could be heard!
"Great!"
"The Crown Prince and the Saintess are a match made in heaven! My God Sacrificing Sect presents a pair of Ten Thousand Year Purple Cicada Fruits! "
"Hiss … The God Sacrificing Sect is so generous. Are they going to form an alliance with the Origin Dragon Clan?"
Then, the guests presented their gifts one after another.
Yuan Yi received the gifts. Yuan Canglei's expression changed slightly when he heard about the Ten Thousand Year Purple Cicada Fruits, but he remained calm for the rest of the time.
Soon, everyone presented their gifts, but they realized that there was one guy who didn't move and didn't seem to have any intention of presenting his gift.
"Brother Bei Xuan, it's your turn. Don't just stand there. Where's your gift?"
The Dou Di beside Ning Qi reminded him kindly.
Emperor Yuan Long, Yuan Canglei, Yuan Yi, and everyone else subconsciously looked at Ning Qi.
"It's him?"
Yuan Yi's expression changed drastically.
Ning Qi stood up and ignored the crowd. He looked at Xue Ling and said, "Xue Ling, I'm here to bring you back."
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