伊人久久伊人

Chapter 460 - Asking for a Toast

The crowd looked up into the sky. Colorful silk ribbons fluttered in front of their eyes, covering the skies.

A pair of legs appeared under those endless colorful silk ribbons and someone slowly descended.

Hmm?

The crowd’s eyes widened in anticipation as the figures became clear.

A tall and handsome youth held a breathtakingly beautiful woman in his embrace.

The pair descended gracefully, eventually landing in the center of the stage, dazzling the onlookers. The colorful ribbons fell gently around them, framing the scene perfectly.

The couple was none other than the newlyweds—Qin Jian and Nangong Qingshuang.

Handsome and beautiful. They’re indeed the golden boy and the jade maiden. Many youths praised in their hearts, revealing looks of envy.

Qin Jian stood full of vigor, handsome and dashing, complementing the dazzling beauty of Nangong Qingshuang. Together, they captivated everyone present, like a pair of immortals.

Some young girls in the crowd saw stars looking at Qin Jian, wishing they could take Nangong Qingshuang’s place.

“Qin Jian is so dashing. He’s so handsome and suave. Ahh... I want someone like Qin Jian to give me my perfect wedding. With someone like him beside me, I will always wake up with a smile.”

“If you want a perfect lover like Qin Jian, you need a beautiful face like Nangong Qingshuang first.”

The young men, equally captivated, couldn’t take their eyes off Nangong Qingshuang, their faces showing infatuation. She was so stunning that others felt humbled in comparison.

“She truly deserves her title as the number one beauty of the imperial city. She is just too damn pretty. How can one not yearn for her? She is unforgettable.”

“I know, right? I’m afraid only Qin Jian is worthy of being with Nangong Qingshuang.”

Qin Jian’s gaze swept across the crowd before he took a deep breath and said, “Thank you all for coming to the Qin Clan to take part in our wedding. Here, I promise Qingshuang that I, Qin Jian, will continue to walk on the path of martial arts. I am incredibly fortunate to have Qingshuang as my wife. It feels like a blessing accumulated over three lifetimes, and I want to spend my life with her, never leaving her side.

“Today, I ask everyone here to bear witness that I, Qin Jian, shall never fail my wife, Nangong Qingshuang.”

Qin Jian\'s heartfelt words echoed through the space, touching the crowd deeply. Many nodded in agreement, and numerous young women’s eyes turned red with emotion.

“Wonderful!” Nangong Ling shouted, feeling very happy.

“Brother Qin’s talent and character need no introduction. I trust you two will be a perfect couple.”

“That’s right. Brother Qin has always been the most outstanding among us. His future is incredibly bright.”

“Congratulations, Brother Qin, on bringing home such beauty today. I wish you both a long and happy life together, and may you soon bear a child,” many of Qin Jian’s friends from the younger generation chimed in, one after another.

Qin Wudi stood up, and his voice resounded as he said, “Alright, let’s begin the banquet!”

Suddenly, an indifferent voice echoed, shaking the heavens.

“Hoho, it’s Qin Jian’s big wedding day today, so how could you leave us out? We’re here to ask for a cup of toast from the Qin Clan. Surely, you won’t reject us, will you?”

The voice pierced through the bustling atmosphere of the Qin Clan mansion, causing Qin Wudi, Nangong Ling, and others to narrow their gazes, their eyes emitting an icy light.

Today was not just any day; it marked an alliance between the Qin Clan and the Nangong Clan. For someone to stir up trouble now showed immense nerve. They must not know what death was!

The crowd put down their wine cups and looked up to the sky, toward the source of the voice.

They saw two figures quickly speeding over, the roaring wind was like a cascade of firecrackers, ringing non-stop.

Interesting!

The crowd narrowed their gazes when they saw them “barge in.” Even top-class figures like Yang Rong and Su Yihai had shown proper decorum by entering through the gates on Qin Jian’s wedding day.

Unexpectedly, the intruders had flown over, directly crossing the skies and setting off deafening booming noises.

They weren’t here to ask for a toast—they were here to cause trouble.

Immediately, many people in the crowd smiled coldly, their eyes fixed on the two intruders as if they were looking at dead men.

A reputable rogue cultivator from the imperial city stood up and said to Qin Wudi, “What guts they have, to dare barge into the Qin Clan. Patriarch Qin, today is your son’s wedding day. It wouldn’t be appropriate for you to take action on such a joyous occasion. Allow me to handle this. I’ll capture these two fools for you!”

Seeing an opportunity to forge a relationship with the Qin Clan, he seized the moment. Naturally, he wouldn\'t miss such a chance.

Qin Wudi nodded slightly. The first-level Core Formation realm rogue cultivator immediately rose into the sky. His voice shook the lands as he said, “You sinful beasts, how dare you cause trouble at Young Patriarch Qin’s wedding. You deserve to die for your sins. Quickly stop at once!”

This rogue cultivator grabbed at the empty air, channeling his true primeval, condensing a large hand that covered the skies. It emitted an overwhelming black qi and clawed through the air, arriving in front of Chen Fan and Chen Zhengqing in a flash. The hand clawed down viciously, causing the air to explode repeatedly.

“You’re courting death!”

A stern, chilling light burst out of Chen Zhengqing’s eyes. He flipped his palm, and a blood-colored blade immediately appeared in his hand. He slashed at the air, and a bloody light shone in the sky, dominating everything.

Chen Zhengqing was using Bloody Sky, which Chen Fan had given to him because he was proficient with blades.

Bloody Sky made his strength skyrocket, so he could even fight experts at the second level now.

Chen Zhengqing’s attack sliced the space like it was silk. The massive hand, rolling with black qi, had been cleaved effortlessly.

The blade light broke through that rogue cultivator’s palm seal without losing any momentum and was before the rogue cultivator in the blink of an eye.

With a poof, the rogue cultivator’s protective true primeval was sliced apart like butter or tofu under his horrified gaze. The slash left a deep wound on his torso, and fresh blood gushed out like a spring.

Chen Fan and Chen Zhengqing flew to the skies above the Qin Clan mansion. An indifferent voice resounded, shaking the lands.

“What, all we asked the Qin Clan for was a cup of toast. Is the Qin Clan so stingy?”