Yiyuan Empire, Imperial City.
Today is the day of the Emperorās grand wedding.
The entire Imperial City is draped in festive red silk, with streets and alleys adorned with lanterns and decorations. Inside the palace, celebrations and dances abound, palace attendants walk in procession, and everywhere is filled with an atmosphere of joy.
Musicians on both sides of the red carpet play solemn ceremonial music.
Civil and military officials kneel before the hall, witnessing the long-awaited coronation ceremony for the Empress.
The Emperor stands in front of the hall, dressed in a luxurious golden embroidered robe, waiting for the bridal carriage.
His fiery red hair is tied up in a golden crown, and his handsome, alluring face with narrow foxy eyes shines alluringly. His thin lips are as red as cinnabar, and the golden tassel at his waist sways gently with his steps. Just standing here, he makes the surrounding scenery and people pale in comparison.
Amidst the melodious and solemn music, a golden bridal carriage drawn by nine colorful feathered birds descends slowly from the sky.
Shen Liās finger tightened slightly at his side as he walked slowly forward, about to reach out and lift the curtain of the carriageā
A slender white hand reached forward first, lifting the curtain adorned with bright pearls.
Revealing a woman in a fiery red wedding dress, with a visage even more stunning and beautiful.
Wu Qing was already charming and beautiful, and with her elaborate attire, she was exceptionally attractive and elegant, with exquisite brows and snow-white skin. Her pair of sapphire fox eyes added a touch of innocence and liveliness, like blossoming flowers, unmatched in the world.
The Beastmen present were all mesmerized by her beauty.
Truly the Empireās most beautiful female, the future Empress of the Empire, peerlessly attractive!
Nobody present dared to question it.
The Emperor and Empress are indeed the most perfect couple in the world!
Wu Qing stared affectionately at the tall and handsome man in front of her, cheeks blush, shyly speaking, "Brother Jiuli, weāre finally going to be together."
Shen Li looked at the fire-like wedding dress of the female in front of him, a hint of confusion crossing his eyes, fleeting.
He smiled slightly, just about to hold her hand and help her out of the carriage.
Suddenly, an excruciating pain tore through his chest!
"Ugh!" Shen Li groaned, his face turning extremely pale, staggered to one knee, large beads of cold sweat rolling off his forehead.
"Your Majesty!"
"What happened?"
"Quick! Summon the Imperial Physician!"
The sudden unforeseen event disrupted the wedding ceremonyās flow.
The scene instantly descended into chaos.
Shen Li held his chest tightly, shock flashing in his eyes, the old heart wound couldnāt possibly flare up so quickly.
This heart-wrenching pain... is it the blood contract sensation?!
An image that shouldnāt appear in this setting suddenly flashed through his mind.
āThe femaleās body pierced through by vines!
"Xiao Tang?!" He exclaimed with surprise, disregarding the astonished audience, got up and waved away the attendants approaching, turning to leave.
"Your Majesty?! Where are you going?" Wu Qing hurriedly jumped out of the carriage, trying to grab him, but only caught a fleeting remnant shadow.
Shen Liās figure vanished in an instant.
The whole scene was in an uproar, panic spreading everywhere.
"Heavens! Where did His Majesty go?"
"Why did he suddenly disappear?"
"The... wedding isnāt done yet... and the groom is gone."
"How did this perfectly good wedding turn into such a mess."
The entire Empire had eagerly awaited this wedding, arranged in a grand manner with the highest specifications, various media scrambling to live broadcast it, but the most important groom ran away?!
Wu Qing was left stunned on the spot.
This isāthe Nine-tailed Fox Clanās teleportation secret technique?!
She, being from the Nine-tailed Fox Clan, naturally understood this secret technique.
Sending oneās Essence Blood to oneās beloved, if the other party faces danger, they can sympathize and feel the same.
When the other partyās life is in peril, they can initiate the secret technique to arrive by their side.
Did Shen Li send out his heart blood?!
He actually! Gave his Essence Blood to that outsider lowlife?!
Ji Jiuli dared to abandon her at the wedding scene for a despicable outsider female!
She is the second miss of the Wu Family, never before suffering such grievances! Isnāt this making her publicly humiliated, ridiculed by everyone!
The crowdās whispers stabbed like knives.
Wu Qing tore off her veil and headpiece, revealing a look of shame, resentment, and fury, smashing everything onto the ground.
"Ji Jiuli, you bastard!"
...
The wind in the Chixia Mountain Range carried a bloody scent.
Shen Tang floated between pain and delusion, her consciousness becoming blurred, her vision blackening.
She struggled to stay awake but to no avail.
Fu Teng was eagerly recording the speed of her wound healing, looking at her like an experimental lab mouse, his smile gentle yet cruel, occasionally teasing, "Xiao Gua is really remarkable, lasting so long, stronger than I imagined."
Necro watched with folded arms, expressionless, only caring about whether she held any value.
These two perverts... indeed working together!
"Crack!"
Another vine pierced into her scapula, her torn clothes almost dyed scarlet red.
Shen Tang inherently possessed a powerful Healing Ability, her bodyās self-repair ability exceedingly strong, this level of attack barely able to severely injure her.
But Fu Teng wanted to know her Healing limit, relentlessly tormenting her, keeping her wounds from healing completely, preventing her from escaping.
Shen Tangās vision grew dimmer, she was close to her limit.
Suddenly, firelight swept across the sky, tearing through the sky!
The vines entangling her let out a piercing scream amidst the flames, writhing madly like living creatures, instantly turning to ash.
The moment weightlessness hit, a corner of a vivid red garment swept past her sight, and Shen Tang fell into a warm embrace.
A familiar cold fragrance enveloped her, the manās composed, pleasant voice trembled uncontrollably, "Xiao Tangāer!"
Shen Li looked at her severely wounded, battered state, with a bloody hole through her chest, his eyes crimson, his breath almost stopped, blood chilling to the bone!
Shen Tangās vision was a blur of bright red, unable to see who had come, but she recognized his voice.
She hadnāt expected the one who came to rescue her would be him.
Was she dreaming?
But the manās warm, trembling embrace was real, tangibly felt, not false.
It really was him.
"Shen Li..." She collapsed in his arms, her blood-stained fingers weakly clutching his cloak, her voice barely audible.
Only when close could one hear her saying,
"It hurts so much..."
In an instant, overwhelming killing intent erupted from Shen Liās body!
Fu Teng, seeing the man who suddenly appeared trying to take Shen Tang away, snapped out of his shock and launched an attack, "You meddling fool, die!"
Shen Li didnāt look at him, bending down to scoop Shen Tang up, gently and securely holding her in his arms. Suddenly, nine Red Flame Fox Tails flew from behind him, sweeping terrifyingly with immense power.
Fu Tengās Poison Vine emitted a piercing shriek upon touching the flames, writhing madly like living creatures, turning to ash in an instant.
Fu Teng, though transformed with a Beastman appearance, young and beautiful, was merely a faked masquerade to deceive prey. He was inherently a hermaphroditic plant, his lifespan far exceeding Beastmen, having lived for over fifty years, possessing formidable and unpredictable power, yet suppressed by this fox.
This canāt be possible.
No, thereās something wrong with this fire!
"Is this... Destructive Fire?!" Fu Tengās face twisted, retreating several steps, the burning pain of his body threatened his ability to maintain human form, fear slowly rising in his heart.
Fire naturally counteracts plants, being an Overlord Level entity of the Death Forbidden Land, Fu Teng naturally wouldnāt fear ordinary fire, but he dreaded Destructive Fire.
This legendary Divine Fire, indeed the nemesis of plant-type Fierce Beasts like him!
Not far away, Necroās blood-red vortex on his fingertips rotated slowly yet didnāt hastily act.
He squinted his blood-red eyes, thoughtfully observing the battle, his gaze falling on the suddenly appearing fox.
Destructive Fire, Nine-tailed Fox.
Heh.
Today truly is a pleasant surprise.