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Recently, two major events had occurred in the cultivation world. For the elder powerful cultivators, the most significant event was the return of Daojun.
However, for the young heirs of various sects, another event was far more exciting!
It was rumored that the Princess of Evernight Mountain, Shi Luoyi, had also returned—and this time, she wasn’t accompanied by her frail mortal Dao companion!
Many powerful cultivators prepared to visit Evernight Mountain to congratulate Shi Huan, only to find their sons dressed up smartly, enthusiastically counting the treasures in their homes, even more eager than their fathers.
After finishing their inventory, the young heirs thrust the treasures into their fathers’ hands: “Hurry, hurry, let’s go! We’re going to propose to Sister Luoyi!”
At first, the elders found it absurd—Evernight Mountain’s little princess already had a Dao companion. But then, seeing the fervent glint in their sons’ eyes, they realized something.
That’s right!
These brats—who among them hadn’t secretly yearned for that beautiful and adorable girl from Evernight Mountain during their youthful infatuations? Back then, some had even plotted to harm Wei Changyuan, only to be beaten by his Light Feather Sword and later scolded by their own fathers, forcing them to back down.
Initially, there were those who wanted to declare their feelings at Evernight Mountain. But after the first one was thrown out by Shi Huan and banned from ever returning, everyone else hesitated, choosing instead to watch from afar.
Over the years, countless people had hoped for the dissolution of Shi Luoyi and Wei Changyuan’s engagement. To their surprise, just as Wei Changyuan disappeared from the picture, Shi Luoyi chose a frail mortal as her Dao companion.
When news of this broke, the young heirs were enraged, their eyes red with envy and jealousy. They rolled up their sleeves, ready to storm Evernight Mountain and snatch her away. The elder cultivators couldn’t imagine the chaos of a bunch of unruly young heirs brawling over her, so they coordinated and quietly locked their sons up at home.
When Shi Luoyi married back then, all the young heirs were miserably confined at home.
But now, things were different. The young heirs were ecstatic. Their Uncle Shi Huan had returned! Surely, he must know that Wei Changyuan, that blind fool, had abandoned Sister Luoyi and was utterly unreliable, incapable of rekindling their relationship.
And could the once-mighty Daojun, who doted on his daughter, truly accept a frail and useless mortal as his son-in-law?
Clearly not!
Without Wei Changyuan—and that insignificant mortal who wasn’t even worth mentioning—the young heirs felt no competition. They eagerly prepared gifts and urged their fathers to visit Evernight Mountain to propose.
Back when Daojun celebrated his grand birthday, many young heirs had visited Evernight Mountain, and countless hearts were left behind there. At the time, the mountain was covered in blooming ice lotuses, and the young girl ran toward her father, smiling brightly, followed by countless gentle spirits. Her beauty was dizzying.
Forget the fact that Shi Luoyi had briefly married a mortal—some of the young heirs would even be willing to become stepfathers if she already had children!
This excitement spread to their powerful fathers, who calculated in their minds: What could be better than becoming Daojun’s in-laws? Nothing!
Now, everyone was restless, hurriedly preparing betrothal gifts and heading to Evernight Mountain.
The Shi family was renowned for their excellent bloodline, and along the way, the elder cultivators mentally named their future grandsons.
Their grandsons would surely ascend to higher realms in the future!
From that day onward, invitations poured into Evernight Mountain. At first, Shi Huan thought his old friends were warmly welcoming him back. But upon hearing their intentions and seeing the upright, eager young heirs standing behind them, his expression grew complicated.
His old friends assumed Shi Huan was principled and reluctant to separate his daughter from that mortal.
They whispered to him: “Just a weak mortal—he can’t protect our little niece. Send him away.”
“…” You really dare to think that way.
Shi Huan couldn’t help but laugh bitterly. However, he didn’t explain the divine realm’s affairs—it was a boundary governed by the Heavenly Dao.
These old friends had never hunted Shi Luoyi down in the past, nor did they know that the “fallen god” by her side back then was actually Bian Lingyu.
So Shi Huan waved them off, politely inviting them to leave. Out of consideration for their friendship, he earnestly added: “Soon, my daughter will remarry. Though it’s inconvenient to invite you to witness the ceremony, standing outside Evernight Mountain still has its benefits.”
His powerful friends twitched their faces. Daojun, do you even know what you’re saying?
Your niece is getting married, and you’re telling us to stand outside the mountain and enjoy the “benefits”? What kind of benefits are these? Are you trying to infuriate my son?
The young heirs couldn’t sit still either: “Who is Sister Luoyi marrying?”
Daojun glanced at them and didn’t hide the truth: “It’s still her original Dao companion. However, his status has changed, and since I’ve returned, we’re holding the wedding again.”
This sounded absurd, yet somehow perfectly reasonable.
A grand wedding in the cultivation world was naturally different from the divine realm’s ritual of welcoming an empress—an event where one shared divine power and glory with the ruler of heaven and earth.
For Shi Luoyi, the first wedding had been a ploy to reclaim Evernight Mountain. This time, however, it was her heartfelt desire to spend her life with Bian Lingyu.
The young heirs couldn’t believe it—they had lost twice to the same person? And a frail mortal at that?
How could they accept this? They couldn’t endure any longer. Since Shi Huan had invited them, even though he only asked them to stand outside the mountain, they were determined to humiliate that mortal and show Uncle Shi Huan that he wasn’t worthy of Sister Luoyi!
Little did they know, all their actions and thoughts were transmitted across the flower-filled lotus pond into the consciousness of the man in the innermost room.
At this time, Bian Lingyu had yet to return to the divine realm to prepare for the grand wedding because something more pressing required his attention—the little Qilin growing in Shi Luoyi’s womb needed vast amounts of divine power.
Only Bian Lingyu, as the father, could provide this divine power.
For the first time, Shi Luoyi experienced what it felt like to be overwhelmed with divine power. At first, she could sense the little Qilin starving, but when Bian Lingyu returned, he directly fed the little Qilin until it was stuffed.
He held nothing back, pouring torrents of pure spiritual energy into them without hesitation.
If she hadn’t stopped him and removed his hand from her abdomen, she felt the little Qilin might have cried from being overfed.
Shi Luoyi took a soft breath.
Bian Lingyu’s face turned pale. For the first time in his life, he was flustered and nervous: “Where does it hurt? Let me check.”
Shi Luoyi thought that perhaps Bian Lingyu, even when he fell into the mortal realm to slay demons, had never been this panicked. She blinked: “No, it’s too much.”
Perhaps because she, as a mortal cultivator mother, was somewhat fragile and unable to provide divine power, she could sense the little Qilin’s emotions and help Him seek divine power from His mighty divine father.
She felt the little Qilin grow lazy and quiet after absorbing enough divine power, fading into peaceful stillness.
Seeing that both she and the child were truly fine, Bian Lingyu’s pale face slowly regained color.
This was his first time becoming a father, and the joy mingled with uncertainty made him overly cautious. Even the slightest movement from Shi Luoyi made him fear they might bump or hurt themselves.
He lowered his eyes, and his long fingers gently caressed her still-flat belly once more. The corners of his lips unconsciously lifted.
This was his Divine Empress, and their child.
The usually aloof and cold man looked breathtakingly beautiful when he smiled.
Though the little Qilin had yet to be born, Shi Luoyi could already sense how much His father loved Him.
And He loved her even more.
Bearing the child of a god was no easy task. Though Xi Yao had many faults, Bian Lingyu had not killed her but merely confined her, partly out of gratitude for her role in his birth.
Bian Lingyu knew that Xi Yao had once not wanted him.
Even though he had been an obedient fetus, the act of being conceived by a god naturally drained immense divine power from the mother. To ensure a smooth birth, gods instinctively grew voraciously, absorbing all the energy they could. His strength had made Xi Yao so uncomfortable that she had once considered aborting him.
She had even tried.
Unfortunately for her, though Xi Yao was merely an ordinary divine being, Bian Lingyu—though only newly conceived—was a god by nature. No divine race could easily kill a god.
Only the Divine Lord had that power.
Seeing the hatred in Xi Yao’s eyes, the Divine Lord’s heart had already been shattered into pieces. He sneered and, for the first time, did not indulge her: “No matter how painful it is, endure it.”
What the Divine Empress bore was not just the love of one man but the hope of the six realms.
This memory had been with Bian Lingyu since birth. Fearing that Shi Luoyi might feel discomfort or regret, he stayed by her side day and night. Whenever he sensed the little Qilin was hungry, he immediately transferred divine power to Him.
This way, Shi Luoyi wouldn’t feel any pain.
The little Qilin seemed to sense what His father was afraid of. He was exceptionally well-behaved, just like Bian Lingyu—a small, pitiful being who feared being abandoned by His mother.
Shi Luoyi was completely unaware that she had two “pitiful ones” by her side. Thinking Bian Lingyu simply adored her, she let him have his way.
Bian Lingyu temporarily delayed returning to the divine realm, and Houmi and the others didn’t know why. They could only prepare the empress’s wedding ceremony according to the Divine Lord’s instructions.
Finally, everything was ready. On the day of the grand wedding in the divine realm, the sky was filled with radiant light, and the air brimmed with spiritual energy. Evernight Mountain seemed bathed in the glow of the sun and moon.
At this time, the powerful cultivators and young heirs arrived as promised.
On the way, the young heirs had cursed all the way, determined to see what made that mortal think he could stop them from ascending the mountain!
Ridiculous! They were told they could only watch the ceremony from the foot of the mountain, but they refused to believe it.
To their surprise, when they reached the base of Evernight Mountain, the overwhelming surge of spiritual energy and oppressive aura stopped them dead in their tracks.
At the same time, standing under the divine radiance of Evernight Mountain, everyone’s cultivation began to rise uncontrollably.
One young heir, who had been stuck at the Soul Exit stage for decades, suddenly broke through.
Young heir: “….”
By now, even the densest among them realized that this was no mere mortal. What mortal would generously and indifferently pour divine power into everyone during their own wedding?
This was clearly a slap in the face!
That person was silently telling them that he loved Shi Luoyi far more than they ever could. These wild, oppressive bursts of divine power spoke volumes about his emotions.
His wedding would not tolerate any disruption. Those who came to bless him could benefit, but anyone who dared to challenge him would surely face dire consequences.
This time, they didn’t need their fathers to restrain them—they knew they couldn’t ascend Evernight Mountain. That person up there could probably tie up their fathers and beat them senseless.
While silently absorbing the divine power, the young heirs inwardly wailed: Where on earth did Sister Luoyi find such a monster? Didn’t they say he was just a frail mortal?
For the first time, they felt unworthy of being his rival.
The elder cultivators, however, were more knowledgeable than their sons. They guessed something but were too shocked and cautious to speak. They could only gaze from afar at the heavenly light descending, marveling at the wonders of fate.
For the first time, the beings of Evernight Mountain deeply understood the phrase: “When one ascends, even chickens and dogs rise to heaven.”
Miss Luoyi’s marriage caused their cultivation to leap an entire level—a blessing beyond their wildest dreams!
For cultivators and spirits alike, nothing was more precious or useful than the gift of divine power.
“Master-in-law is the best master-in-law in the world!”
Even Houmi and the others, upon coming to fetch her, couldn’t help but think: It was fortunate that this little empress liked him. Otherwise, another disaster might have ensued.
After bidding farewell to her father, Shi Luoyi returned to the divine realm.
Shi Huan did not go with her. Now that his little Luoyi had grown up and found happiness, his greatest wish had been fulfilled. Still unwilling to ascend, Shi Huan chose to remain where Princess Wanxun rested, guarding their former home and planning to be buried alongside her after his passing.
A divine wedding was traditionally filled with many rituals, but Bian Lingyu simplified everything as much as possible, retaining only the ritual where Shi Luoyi shared his divine fortune with her.
Through the bead curtain, Shi Luoyi gazed at Bian Lingyu, feeling as though she had been transported back many years ago. Back then, in Evernight Mountain, Bian Lingyu had been confined to a wheelchair, and she had done everything she could to simplify things, fearing he would tire himself without saying a word.
Houmi and the others initially thought nothing unusual of it, assuming the Divine Lord was simply so fond of his little empress that he didn’t want her to tire during the wedding. Seeing their Divine Lord’s extravagant display of divine power, no one dared to say anything.
How happy Bian Lingyu was could be felt through the overwhelming surge of divine power.
The divine officials were also overjoyed.
However, at this moment, no one yet knew of another piece of good news. When Houmi, fulfilling his duty as an assistant divine official, congratulated Bian Lingyu and hopefully said: “You should work hard. Perhaps in a few decades, we’ll have a little prince in the divine realm. Though divine offspring are rare, the little empress loves you, so it shouldn’t be too difficult,”
Bian Lingyu cast him a glance.
“There’s something I must tell you.”
“What is it, Divine Lord?”
For a thousand years, Houmi swore this was the first time he had seen such an expression on Bian Lingyu’s face! Smiling, with a hint of pride in his tone, the Divine Lord said: “No need to wait decades—you can already prepare to welcome our little prince.”
“…!”
That day, the divine realm erupted in excitement. They had worried endlessly, fearing their aloof Divine Lord would never marry or that even if he did, producing an heir would be difficult, and the Qilin lineage might end with him. But unexpectedly, the little empress was already pregnant!
Their little Qilin prince was truly on his way!
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