The news of the marriage between the Little Demon Empress and the Young Patriarch of the Yun Family, Ren Zu, spread throughout the entire Illusory Demon Realm in just a single day, carried by countless sound-transmission talismans.
Faced with such a momentous announcement, even the precious thousand- and ten-thousand-kilometer talismans—normally used with the utmost care—became disposable items. Just as had happened when Ren Zu's medical skills were first revealed to the world, the number of talismans consumed in that single day likely surpassed the total used over several years combined.
Of course, alongside this heaven-shaking news came the revelation that Ren Zu had been bestowed the pure Golden Crow bloodline, granted directly by the Golden Crow Divine Soul itself. The union of the couple had been ordained by that very bloodline and, above all, by the necessity of ensuring the continuation of the Demon Emperor bloodline—a decree issued by the Golden Crow Divine Soul personally.
For those who had been unaware of this truth or who did not know all the details, confusion was inevitable… after all, this fact had only been disclosed on the day of Duke Huai's coronation—the same day he was slain by the Little Demon Empress's own hands.
Thus, the expected uproar, criticism, and skepticism never materialized. Throughout the Illusory Demon Realm, only praise and exclamations of admiration could be heard.
For the various rulers and overlords, however, the news was like setting fire to their backsides.
"What… seven… in seven days?! You're not mistaken, are you? Hurry—hurry and send a sound transmission to confirm you didn't mishear!!"
"What… it really is in seven days… Damn it!!"
"Lord Mayor, what are we going to do?"
"What do you mean 'what are we going to do'? Prepare the highest-grade Profound Ark and the highest-grade profound crystals… two hours… no!! We depart in one hour… move!!! The Little Demon Empress… and the Benevolent Immortal Sage! If I'm not there in time, I won't be able to show my face in the Illusory Demon Realm ever again!"
"But… the matter of preparing the congratulatory gift…"
"We have about the time it takes to fart to get ready! Rush to the treasury right now and bring out the highest-grade treasures and medicines… bring as much as you can carry! Go!!"
The same scene unfolded in every corner of the Illusory Demon Realm, occurring even more frantically in places far from the Demon Imperial City. As the news spread like wildfire, the entire realm practically boiled over, and rarely seen Profound Arks streaked continuously across the skies. Even the stingiest of influential figures, who would normally spare no expense only in the direst circumstances, anxiously poured all their savings into energy crystals just to make their arks fly a little faster.
Inside Demon Imperial City itself, the clamor never ceased, day or night. The Twelve Guardian Families and more than a hundred Duke Palaces all raced about frantically, with almost no rest.
Unknowingly, seven days slipped away in silence. With each passing day, Demon Imperial City grew ever more lively. Even its appearance had changed dramatically: lanterns, banners, and long red carpets adorned every corner, while the golden flames symbolizing the Golden Crow blazed brightly everywhere. Viewed from the distant heavens, the once somber Demon Imperial City now revealed itself as a dazzling golden sea.
At last, the day had arrived.
It was the grand wedding day of the Little Demon Empress, and even before sunrise, the city already pulsed with extraordinary vitality. Countless soldiers of the Demon Imperial Army, clad in golden-and-crimson armor, stood guard in every nook and cranny. In the skies flew rarely seen profound beasts—legendary creatures—each mounted by a profound practitioner whose aura was exceptionally powerful. Any suspicious movement within the city would be instantly detected.
Along the vast red carpets that crisscrossed the city, young women in colorful dresses held delicate floral arrangements. They stood perfectly aligned and motionless while the wind gently swayed the hems of their gowns. The scene was so beautiful it resembled a living painting.
Though several hours still remained before the ceremony began, the nobles and hegemons who had come to offer congratulations were already gathering before the Demon Imperial Hall. The memory of the wedding held a hundred years ago—between the Little Demon Emperor and the Little Demon Empress—remained vivid in their minds. Now, a century later, by the twists of fate, the Little Demon Empress—sustained by her unmatched strength—ruled the entire Illusory Demon Realm alone. No one dared challenge her. The Twelve Guardian Families and all the Ducal Palaces served her with absolute, unquestionable loyalty.
The Demon Emperor bloodline, which many had believed extinguished, had been preserved through the grace and divine power of the Golden Crow God. Everyone could feel that this grand wedding would mark a new chapter in the history of the Illusory Demon Realm.
Although Ren Zu had never married in his previous life, he had a basic understanding of how wedding ceremonies worked in his old world. Here, however, everything was different. The traditions of the Illusory Demon Realm were unique, especially for an imperial wedding. And this time, he was marrying into the imperial family itself.
Even so, Ren Zu felt no nervousness. Over the past few days, while the entire city buzzed with ceaseless preparations and celebrations, he alone had spent the period in relaxed, almost leisurely fashion.
On the night before the wedding, Ren Zu left the Yun Family and headed to the Demon Imperial Palace. There, he spent the night in a chamber specially prepared for him, for according to tradition, he was not allowed to remain with his future "bride" before the ceremony. Throughout the night, eight beautiful women were assigned to attend to him, ready to fulfill any need that might arise.
When the sun had only just begun to rise on the horizon, it was they who gently woke him and began the preparations for the great day.
"Your Highness Lord Demon, please allow this servant to assist you in rising and dressing."
After marrying the Little Demon Empress, Ren Zu's title would change from "Young Patriarch Yun" to "Lord Demon." Thus, it was no surprise that the maids had already begun addressing him as such.
These eight maids had been personally selected by the Little Demon Empress herself, and every one of them was exceptionally beautiful. Their appearance far surpassed that of any young lady from a prominent family, and their profound strength was at least at the Tyrant Profound Realm. All wore white veils, and as they moved, their fragrance drifted through the air while their jade-like bodies could be faintly glimpsed—far more seductive than if they had been completely bare.
They helped Ren Zu out of bed, put on his inner robe and boots, and supported him all the way to the bathing pool.
The pool was large, and the area was filled with mist. Whether the surroundings or the floor, everything was crafted from Heavenly Lake Divine Jade. The milky whiteness of the jade was truly breathtaking.
Ren Zu removed his outer robe and slowly entered the pool.
The eight beautiful maids removed their veils simultaneously, revealing slender figures, skin as fair as fresh snow, and curves that seemed sculpted by divine hands. Four of them stepped forward to scatter colorful petals across the warm water, while the other four approached Ren Zu, surrounding him with grace and reverence. Their cool, jade-like hands touched his skin, washing him with delicate, almost devotional movements.
Even though it was their first time seeing a man's body, their crystal-clear eyes showed no fear, shyness, or disgust. On the contrary, they were utterly captivated—completely enchanted. After all, there was a reason Ren Zu was called the most beautiful man in the entire Primal Chaos. His appearance transcended any attempt at description; it was a kind of beauty that made hearts falter and breaths catch.
His face was so perfectly harmonious that even light itself seemed to hesitate before touching it, as if afraid it were unworthy.
In truth, if Ren Zu were not the future husband of the Little Demon Empress—whom they served with absolute loyalty—and if he did not possess profound strength that commanded respect on its own, it was quite likely those eight women would have already pushed him into the pool and taken the initiative without a second thought.
Moreover, all of this was also connected to his own beauty… A curious realization Ren Zu had made over the past few months. His appearance had reached such an extraordinary level that even men might, for a moment, question their own orientation—something words simply could not express. It was as though he had returned to his purest origins, bearing an ancient simplicity and unblemished purity. Anyone who saw him for the first time was overcome by a mystical, indescribable sensation, as if the moment he appeared, the entire world was compelled to behold him in silence, unable to harbor any profane thought. He was natural—one step removed from the very essence of nature itself. Untouched. Incorruptible. As though eternally immune to the stains and impurities of the mortal world.
And that was precisely the key. Though his beauty was overwhelming, it brought him no trouble—not only because of his crushing power, but also because most people simply did not dare even attempt to sully his "immortal" figure.
But that was only the surface-level observation.
His perfect appearance stemmed from the "Banished Immortal Aura," which did not actually alter his body but changed how others perceived him. It was not overt magic nor an ability that directly manipulated emotions; rather, it was a spiritual field that heightened the visual and emotional sensitivity of those around him. When someone looked at him, their brain registered every detail with clarity and harmony far beyond normal, as if all aesthetic qualities were amplified in a single instant. Proof of this lay in the fact that his features had not changed when he fused with the aura—only refined countless times to a level impossible to describe with words.
This effect awakened ancient human instincts tied to the pursuit of rarity, beauty, and potential "superiority." That was why even heterosexual men might, for a brief moment, question their own sexuality. It was not genuine desire but an intense reaction to encountering something the brain could not immediately categorize.
The impact was strongest on first contact, gradually diminishing as the mind adjusted. Rationality eventually replaced the initial shock, reorganizing perception and reducing everything to something more bearable. This explained why many forgot or suppressed the inconsistent sensations they felt at first; the aura did not create lasting emotions—only spontaneous, momentary reactions, like seeing a work of art so stunning it seems to transcend the ordinary for a few seconds.
Thus, his perfection became both irresistible and ephemeral: a beauty that disarmed in the first instant, yet which the human mind was forced to assimilate lest it succumb.
That was why sometimes everyone became entranced upon seeing him, while at other times his breathtaking beauty simply went unnoticed. After understanding the phenomenon, Ren Zu had nearly nicknamed his own appearance "Bipolar Banished Immortal," given how unpredictably people reacted…
In the end, regardless of how others responded, he remained the most handsome man in the entire Primal Chaos.
Another thing Ren Zu discovered while studying the "Banished Immortal Aura" was that it possessed something akin to what many would call "Charm"—a capacity that could further amplify his appearance. However, he still did not fully understand its purpose, having only conducted superficial tests on the Little Demon Empress… and she had nearly torn his clothes off on the spot. To be honest, it frightened him a little. The feeling was that this "Charm" did not merely enchant people—it turned them into slaves to their own desire for him, something so intense it surpassed all reasonable limits. He decided he would only use it fairly and honorably in the future…
When Ren Zu finished his bath, the sun had fully risen. The maids led him to dress, adorning him in luxurious golden robes, adjusting every fold with extreme care. Then they fastened a golden jade belt around his waist and, finally, placed an equally golden crown upon his head. The entire ensemble, supremely elegant, further accentuated the natural prestige that radiated from his body. His perfect appearance caused all the young women present to gaze at him with affection—some with veiled admiration, others unable to hide the sparkle in their eyes.
Meanwhile, before the Demon Imperial Hall, the guests had begun to enter. The names announced by the master of ceremonies grew ever more impressive, one after another. In no time, the gifts brought by the visitors had piled up like a small mountain—each item a rare treasure that an ordinary person would never see in their lifetime.
Yet the gifts intended for the Yun Family seemed even more numerous. This was because the Yun Family itself had made public that their Young Patriarch had a habit of collecting all manner of medicinal herbs, even rare plant seeds unseen in this world—something easily deduced, given that he was the number-one physician in the entire Illusory Demon Realm.
As a result, over the past seven days, virtually every high-tier power in the realm had frantically sought out herbs at any cost. Medical sects and even Duke Bao Qing Palace had not hesitated to offer their finest and most precious herbs—items they rarely ever displayed.
More and more extremely rare medicinal herbs began to pile up, and the natural medicinal fragrance they released made even the experts present tremble. Each scent carried a pure, dense spiritual trace, revealing the extraordinary quality of the gathered herbs.
The Little Demon Empress appeared before Ren Zu, and her arrival instantly silenced the previously bustling Demon Imperial Hall… Yet this time, it was not her domineering aura that silenced them, but a beauty that should not exist in the mortal realm.
She had used her gray robes to conceal her radiance and her cold demeanor to lock away her emotions… and not just for a few days, but for the past hundred years! Even the elder seniors had forgotten the original charm of Princess Caiyi. Today, the Little Demon Empress had cast aside the gray robes she had worn for a century and donned an extremely elegant golden dress. The hem trailed along the ground, the dress cinched her waist, revealing her slender figure. Her snow-white face bore light makeup, her lips painted red. Her watery, star-like eyes remained cold, yet the domineering air and expressionless mask everyone had thought eternally unbreakable had now vanished… No one would doubt that if those eyes were to flirt, all living beings would be mesmerized, and nothing else in the world would seem attractive.
The silence within the hall lasted a long time, as everyone's souls endured the greatest shock they would ever experience in their lives. They felt as though they were no longer in the mortal world and had already ascended to the immortal realm spoken of only in legends… Because such a beauty should not exist in the mortal realm—she should belong only to a pure, immaculate immortal fairy.
She possessed beauty beyond words, the most prestigious status and bloodline no man in this world could obtain, and the ability and strength to make the entire population of the Illusory Demon Realm bow before her… It was as though the creator of the world had bestowed upon her every finest gift. Gradually, everyone began to feel that the ceremony this night was becoming ever more mystical. Because in their hearts, the same thought resounded within them all: these two were truly worthy of each other.
The time had come; the wedding began. Though today Ren Zu was marrying into the Demon Imperial Family, in terms of procedure, he was still the lead. Celebrating the marriage in this way had been the Little Demon Empress's own wish and decision—a way to declare to everyone, especially to Ren Zu himself, the place he held in her heart.
Whether in scale, ceremony, or excitement, this wedding far surpassed the one held when the Little Demon Emperor married the Little Demon Empress.
For the entire day, Demon Imperial City became a raging ocean of celebration, calming only slightly when night finally fell.
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