# Chapter 3139: Bride Wu Yue
The wedding fleet entered the cosmic secret realm where the Darkness Temple was located.
On the ships, divine lamps that had been prepared in advance lit up one after another, illuminating the darkness.
The Darkness Temple was majestic and imposing, no less than the Truth Temple or the Destiny Temple. It was as large as a planet, capable of accommodating a billion cultivators without feeling crowded. Even gods who manifested their giant divine bodies were like specks of dust before it.
In the dark void, bronze pillars as thick as mountain peaks floated suspended. Atop the pillars, divine flames burned, their fiery red light casting strange and eerie colors upon the towering Darkness Temple.
The wedding fleet came to a halt. Zhang Ruochen took the lead and walked down, arriving at a square beneath the Darkness Temple that was tens of thousands of miles wide and long.
Blood Butcher and Xiao Hei followed closely behind him, their divine might radiating outward as they scanned the surroundings with their eyes.
Behind them were one hundred and eight divine generals.
Xiao Hei noticed that the square was densely packed with Saint realm cultivators—Ghost Clan, Bone Clan, Stone Clan, Death Clan... all races were present.
Some wore armor, solemn and iron-blooded.
Some were dressed in red robes and colorful sleeves, festive and beautiful.
Others wore chains, their hair disheveled.
...
"What is the Darkness Temple up to? Two super great gods are getting married, why summon so many Saint realm cultivators? Are they deliberately humiliating Zhang Ruochen?" Xiao Hei snorted coldly.
Blood Butcher quickly said, "If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, or you'll only invite ridicule. These are the slaves and retainers that Hall Master Wu Yue is bringing as her dowry. I just used my spiritual power to investigate and was shocked. Do you know how many there are? A full ten million."
"Ten million Saint realm cultivators as dowry slaves and retainers?"
Xiao Hei's scalp went numb. He had also investigated just now. The cultivators on this square were all above the Saint realm, with no small number of Saint Kings and Great Saints.
Blood Butcher chuckled, "I've attended quite a few divine weddings, but a dowry of this scale is something I've never seen before. Look up there!"
Xiao Hei looked up and saw, in the hazy and vast dark void, countless ships floating suspended, all carried by various massive sacred beasts.
The sacred beasts and ships were tied with red ribbons.
Inside the ships were golden, gleaming chests, their contents unknown.
After a brief investigation, Xiao Hei was greatly shocked.
There were hundreds of thousands of sacred beasts and over ten thousand ships.
Xiao Hei swallowed his saliva and said, "Don't tell me everything loaded on those ships is dowry?"
"If it's not dowry, what do you think it is?"
Blood Butcher looked at him with the expression of someone looking at a country bumpkin, snorted lightly, and continued, "Hall Master Wu Yue has been famous for hundreds of thousands of years, and her cultivation is far above the Great Clan Leader's. The wealth she has accumulated in her lifetime definitely far exceeds that of the Blood Absolute Family. Now that she's marrying Senior Brother, naturally she will take all that wealth with her."
"Speaking of which, the Great Clan Leader is not to be envied. His family's wealth is indeed astonishing. But there's no way he could take it all out as a betrothal gift for Senior Brother. Now, comparing ourselves to this, we look too shabby!"
"I suddenly don't want to oppose this marriage anymore!" Xiao Hei sighed.
Blood Butcher's expression turned solemn. He thought the speed at which he collected wealth through killing and seizing treasures was already fast, but now it seemed utterly insignificant.
If he could marry a God Venerable...
No, he shouldn't aim so high.
If he could marry a Great God—even if she were older, even if she were uglier, preferably a Great God whose lifespan was nearly exhausted—then he would surely obtain a vast amount of wealth.
Blood Butcher was very short on divine stones.
Over the years, he had desperately gathered divine stones, all for the next time the Sundial opened, so he could go into seclusion and cultivate for a longer period. But the divine stones he had gathered so far were far from enough.
Blood Butcher decided that after returning, he would go pay respects to Feng Tian and ask her to arrange a marriage for him.
It wasn't that he, Blood Butcher, didn't want to work hard anymore; it was that he had an ambitious heart.
Zhang Ruochen, walking ahead, couldn't be bothered to pay attention to their muttering. He maintained an upright posture, heroic and unmatched, as he looked upward at Wu Yue standing at the end of the white jade steps.
Wu Yue wore a large red ceremonial robe with gold-threaded edges embroidered with a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix. Around her waist was a blue jade belt, outlining her willowy, moon-like figure to perfection.
Her skin was already like jade, her face like that of an immortal without makeup, but today she had deliberately applied makeup—her red lips sparkling and vibrant, her eyebrows like willow leaves, her eyes bright as if filled with the stars of the universe.
The golden phoenix crown on her head emitted the light of origin, definitely no ordinary item, making her peerlessly beautiful immortal face appear even more noble and elegant.
She stood there quietly, waiting for Zhang Ruochen to come and fetch her, a smile in her beautiful eyes, enough to captivate the world.
Yu Shi, dressed in white as a maid, stood quietly by her side.
Even those cultivators who deeply understood the grudges between Zhang Ruochen and Wu Yue couldn't help but wonder if the two of them were truly deeply in love, finally becoming a couple.
The Old Clan Leader chuckled softly, "Look at them—is there any disharmony? Who wouldn't call them a perfect match made in heaven?"
"Acting! Let's see how long she can keep it up," Xue Jue War God said.
The Old Clan Leader said, "Zhang Ruochen's cultivation is already not weak now. Coupled with his terrifying cultivation speed, it might not be impossible for him to make her act for a lifetime."
The long jade steps were covered with a red sacred leather soft carpet.
Flower petals drifted down from the sky.
The petals were crystal clear, emitting a captivating fragrance.
"If you wish to marry Hall Master Wu Yue, you must first pass our test?"
The gods of the Spirit God Hall appeared on the steps, each holding a wine vessel—some gourds, some cauldrons, some cups.
Clearly, they weren't causing trouble but were genuinely blocking the wedding.
Zhang Ruochen looked at Wu Yue and transmitted his voice, "Is this necessary?"
Wu Yue smiled radiantly, as if she couldn't hear his transmission.
Zhang Ruochen said softly, "It's time for you two to show yourselves!"
"Haha! Drinking? I, the Great Butcher War God Emperor, have never been drunk in the entire Hell Realm!"
Blood Butcher strode forward heroically, snatched a water-vat-sized gourd from a Spirit God, and tilted his head back to drink heartily.
But he regretted it after the first sip.
The wine was too strong, containing divine flames within, like drinking molten iron and magma.
"Is this all the Darkness Temple has to offer? I, the Heaven-Slaying Earth-Destroying Emperor, drink wine like water. I've never feared anyone in the entire universe."
Xiao Hei sneered at a Spirit God, took a wine cauldron from his hands, and poured it into his mouth with an air of dominance.
But after the first sip, Xiao Hei's whole body convulsed.
It was too cold; frost kept forming on his body.
Blood Butcher drank for a while, his body catching fire, his face red as a lantern. He shook the gourd and said, "This isn't right. Your gourd is a space treasure. How much wine is inside?"
"A sea of wine! Today, we shall witness the Great Butcher War God Emperor's capacity!" That Spirit God laughed heartily.
Blood Butcher looked at Zhang Ruochen.
Wasn't this a trap?
Zhang Ruochen said, "I'll leave this to you!"
Blood Butcher watched Zhang Ruochen walk upward, then looked at the gourd in his hand, and then at the mocking expressions of the Darkness Temple's Spirit Gods. His heart hardened.
His divine body expanded dozens of times, and he tossed the gourd into his mouth, swallowing it along with the wine into his stomach.
"Hey, that doesn't count!" a Spirit God exclaimed in surprise.
Blood Butcher glared at him and said, "What's the rush? I've never been drunk in the entire Hell Realm. Would I cheat?"
He gritted his teeth and clenched his hands tightly.
"Boom!"
The gourd exploded in his abdomen, instantly swelling his stomach into a round ball. His divine body expanded uncontrollably—ten miles high, a hundred miles high...
Finally, it grew to tens of thousands of miles high, his whole body emitting divine flames, fire pillars spewing from his seven orifices, causing the cultivators of the Darkness Temple to retreat in fear.
Xiao Hei naturally didn't want to lose face. Following the same method, he swallowed the entire wine cauldron into his stomach, his belly becoming square-shaped.
With a long cry, he transformed into a cat-headed Undying Bird and flew into the void.
Instantly, this cosmic secret realm fell into chaos.
Zhang Ruochen arrived before Wu Yue, meeting her eyes. A strange, indescribable feeling arose within him, as if he were truly marrying the Moon God. The resistance in his heart began to dissipate bit by bit.
Unfortunately, in the Dark Great Triangle Star Domain, he had seen her ruthless and merciless side, more venomous than a snake or scorpion.
Without a doubt, she must have used her spiritual power to deliberately create this subtle illusion in Zhang Ruochen's mind. This was to numb his will and reduce his vigilance against her.
Mu Tuo War God stood at the temple gate and said in a deep voice, "Zhang Ruochen, Emperor Yitian is not here, so the Hall Master is Hall Master Wu Yue's elder. You should perform the three kneels and nine prostrations to the elder!"
Zhang Ruochen looked at Mu Tuo War God, then at the temple gate.
Inside the gate, it was pitch black.
Zhang Ruochen said, "According to what you, War God, say, my maternal grandfather is an elder to all the cultivators present, including Boundless Hall Master. Wouldn't he have to bow to him as well?"
Mu Tuo War God suddenly stomped his foot, divine power shaking the surroundings.
Xue Jue War God stood at the bow of the Falling Cloud Divine Ship and said, "We're all family. Why so many formalities? Everyone doesn't need to bow to me!"
Wu Yue, elegant and composed, extended her jade-white, slender fingers, and said with red lips slightly parted, "Let's skip the formalities! Ruochen, let's go."
Zhang Ruochen thought for a moment and took her hand.
It was soft and boneless, delicate and smooth.
Seeing this, who knows how many cultivators of the Darkness Temple shed tears, envious and jealous.
Many of them were seeing Wu Yue's true face for the first time. Just this once was enough to leave an indelible impression.
Such a beautiful woman would, after today, become another's wife.
Zhang Ruochen and Wu Yue walked down from the steps hand in hand. She was stunningly beautiful, as if she didn't belong to the mortal world. He was heroic and spirited, his divine might overwhelming.
The one hundred and eight divine generals all knelt on one knee.
Watching this scene, Xia Yu's eyes flickered with envy and then dimmed. Finally, as if she had come to a realization, she released her emotions and returned to calm.
"Let's go! Back to the Fate Divine Mountain." Zhang Ruochen announced loudly.
"Swish!"
"Swish!"
...
Led by the gods of the Darkness Temple, the ten million Saint realm cultivators flew onto the ships carried by sacred beasts, following behind the Falling Cloud Divine Ship and the Blood-Colored Centipede Ship, flying majestically into the starry sky.
The one hundred and eight sacred ships filled with betrothal gifts remained in the void.
In an instant, the Darkness Temple became desolate.
Boundless walked out of the temple gate, looking at the horizon, his gaze dark and gloomy.
Mu Tuo War God bowed and said, "Zhang Ruochen is too presumptuous, completely disregarding the face of the Darkness Temple. He must pay the price."
"No matter how much he jumps around, for now, he's just an insignificant little role," Boundless said.
Mu Tuo War God said, "He can already defeat Xu Liao."
"Can he defeat Wu Yue?" Boundless said.
Mu Tuo War God hesitated, then finally said, "If Wu Yue wanted to kill him, he would naturally find it hard to escape death. But will Wu Yue kill him? I feel that Wu Yue genuinely wants to marry him."
Boundless's gaze darkened, and he laughed coldly, "These are all minor matters. Once there's a result on the Starry Sky Battlefield, in the face of the greater trend, Zhang Ruochen will be reduced to ashes."
(Chapter End)