# 1758
Chapter 1751: Grand Wedding
The Porsche wedding car slowly came to a stop at the luxurious hotel entrance.
The groom, his face still bearing a hint of youthful inexperience, stepped out of the car and walked toward the opposite door with a smile, extending his hand elegantly, drawing excited cheers from the relatives and friends around him.
A beautiful young woman in a wedding dress smiled and waved at him.
The groom froze, puzzled, and leaned in closer.
"My mom just texted me saying the bride price needs another two hundred thousand." The bride whispered.
The groom's smile instantly froze.
"Qianqian, another increase? Didn't we agree on just three hundred thousand before?" A hint of embarrassment flickered in the groom's eyes as he carefully lowered his voice, "To gather that three hundred thousand, my parents sold their house in the city. I... my family really can't afford anymore!"
"Didn't your family's house sell for six hundred thousand? Adding another two hundred thousand is still enough."
"But my parents also need to save money for a place to live!"
"My mom said, no one in our area gets a bride price below five hundred thousand. Three hundred thousand is too embarrassing... A daughter given away for just three hundred thousand, we'd never be able to hold our heads up when we see acquaintances."
"Qianqian, can we discuss this again..."
"For me, you can't even spare two hundred thousand?"
"It's not that..."
"In any case, my mom said if another two hundred thousand isn't added today, I won't marry."
"But all the relatives and friends are already here... Qianqian, talk to our mom, give me a bit more time..."
"..."
The watching relatives and friends, seeing the bride迟迟不下车, thought they were just playing around, and the teasing grew even louder.
The groom's father, wearing a large red flower on his chest, had a dark and honest face filled with confusion. He whispered something to his wife, then carefully pulled out a crumpled red envelope from his chest, reaching it toward the car...
Slap——
The red envelope was slapped to the ground, followed by the sound of an argument coming from inside the car.
The groom forced an awkward smile at everyone, pulled his parents aside, and muttered something to them, his eyes full of helplessness.
"Dad, Mom, I'll definitely pay you back within ten years... Qianqian's father is a leader at the bureau. As long as I marry her, I can get promoted quickly... When I reach a high position and have children, won't she be at my mercy? The humiliation I suffer today, I'll pay back tenfold!"
The groom returned to the car with a savings book, and soon walked arm in arm with the beautiful bride into the wedding hall, colored ribbons popping on both sides, cheers echoing through the streets.
The festive music played, bows to the parents;
Guests offered blessings, applause thundered.
The newlyweds gazed deeply at each other, exchanged rings, then walked hand in hand off the stage, each holding a glass of wine, toasting to family and friends, faces full of happiness and affection.
The entire wedding venue was bustling with excitement!
And outside the venue, a figure stood motionless, holding a bottle of wine, like a sculpture.
"Sir, there's a wedding banquet inside today. Would you like to come in for a toast, to bless their love?" A waiter stepped forward and asked.
The thoroughly drunk Lin Qiye looked up slightly, glanced inside the venue, and a trace of mockery appeared in his eyes.
"Love... Heh heh... I don't see any."
Lin Qiye laughed, lifted the wine bottle, and stumbled away.
He was like a drunk lunatic, startling the surrounding guests into retreat. He stepped over the pretentious red carpet, pushed aside the dirty flower baskets, pointed at the hearselike funeral car wailing as it passed through the streets, and burst into wild laughter:
"THAT is love! Do you see it?! THAT is love!!!"
Lin Qiye's roar echoed outside the venue, drawing puzzled glances from the guests. Several security guards rushed over from the side, grabbing his clothes and pushing him outward.
Lin Qiye wasn't angry at all, just laughing wildly,
He watched the departing funeral car, and suddenly, as if remembering something, his smile froze.
"Coffin... coffin?"
"COFFIN?!"
In Lin Qiye's turbid eyes, a dazzling gleam suddenly burst forth!
A Six-Winged Seraph outline flashed above him, and the next moment, the Lin Qiye being held by the numerous security guards vanished on the spot.
The security guards and watching guests all froze, rubbing their eyes, thinking they must be hallucinating.
Yongdu (Underworld).
Mingchen Naifan Wucheng Tiangong (Tomorrow's Patience Offending Wu City Heavenly Palace).
A figure violently pushed open the palace gates and rushed to the center of this icy, empty great hall.
Two coffins—one red and one black—lay silently before him. They had been displayed here since two thousand years ago.
"My karmic connection with her is severed... but this still exists!!" Lin Qiye reached out and grabbed at nothing, and two strands of karmic thread floated out from the two black coffins, clutched tightly in his palm!
The coffin on the left was one he had commissioned for Jialan. Jialan had lain in it for two thousand years... Her karmic connection to this coffin still existed!
Lin Qiye couldn't directly use himself to channel Jialan's karma into the [Causeless Cause], but he could use this coffin as an intermediary to bring Jialan along into that non-existent past!
Using these two coffins as the medium... they could get married!
"Miracle, assist me!!"
Lin Qiye's eyes blazed with light, the [Causeless Cause] manifested behind him, dense karmic threads surrounding the outside of this palace. As his spiritual power rapidly consumed, a non-existent karmic connection was gradually being outlined!
The current Lin Qiye alone might not be able to sustain such an enormous karmic burden, but as a golden light descended, this karmic connection instantly stabilized.
Time and space twisted, karma transformed!
In the next moment, this gloomy, lightless underworld hall seemed to be torn from reality!
The drunk Lin Qiye stood before the two black coffins, slowly spread his arms wide, like a child who had found everything again, tears of joy brimming in his eyes!
"Jialan... I found it! I found it!!"
"I didn't break my promise! I said I would come to marry you, and I absolutely will!"
"So what if the underworld serves as our hall? So what if a coffin is our medium?! I walked through half the city, everywhere was fame, profit, and greed—never a trace of love's shadow... Perhaps only this underworld is the true destination of all love!"
"Whether it's a wedding of the living or a spirit union..."
"Today, I shall, here in this underworld hall... hold our GRAND WEDDING!!!"
Crimson curtains unfurled from the hall ceiling,
Countless dancing candles appeared out of thin air, filling the space before the coffins,
On the stone door that separated the underworld from the mortal realm, a pair of bright red "囍" (double happiness) characters emerged,
Hundreds of red lanterns hung high among the curtains, their warm light dispelling the hall's thousands of years of darkness, flushing Lin Qiye's face red,
With another wave of his hand, the Crimson Cloak faded into nothing, and a festive crimson bridegroom's robes materialized on his body, gently swaying in the sea of candlelight.
Underworld hall, candlelight, 囍 characters, crimson attire;
Lin Qiye straightened his spine, stood before the two coffins, waved his hand again, and spoke aloud!
"Today, Lin Qiye and Jialan hold our grand wedding, shall invite the heavens, earth, gods, and mortal kin to witness!"
"All guests... please be seated."