Lin Dong's Wedding, Sword Dance to Overcome Tribulation

Yin Puppet City, the grand city established by the Yin Puppet Sect in the past. However, today, this majestic city located on the Profound Yin Mountain Range remains as imposing as ever, but the once-flourishing Yin Puppet Sect is nowhere to be seen.

After the Yin Puppet Sect was destroyed, this grand city should have gradually declined. However, today's Yin Puppet City not only lacks any sense of desolation but is instead incredibly lively. The large red firecrackers visible everywhere in the city give this majestic city, which underwent a bloodbath just a few months ago, an atmosphere of joy.

The reason is none other than that today is the joyous day of the Great Desolate Province's number one expert, Lin Dong, and Mu Qianqian of the Great Demon Gate.

One is the favored son of the Lin Clan, the number one power in the Great Yan Dynasty, and the other is the apple of the eye of the Great Demon Gate, now the number one power in the Great Desolate Province. The two can be said to be a perfect match. For such a grand event, all the influential forces in the Great Desolate Province have received invitations and have come to participate.

The reason for choosing Yin Puppet City as the wedding venue, rather than the Great Demon Gate's headquarters, Demon Heaven City, is naturally Lin Dong's intention.

Originally, Mu Lei intended to hold the wedding for Lin Dong and Mu Qianqian in Demon Heaven City. After all, Demon Heaven City is the headquarters of the Great Demon Gate. Now that the Great Demon Gate is being given away as dowry to Lin Dong, the members of the Great Demon Gate naturally want to see Lin Dong in person.

However, one sentence from Lin Dong silenced all other voices!

The Lin Clan's Young Clan Leader, Sword Saint Lin Xuan, will personally attend the wedding!

As soon as this shocking news came out, no one in the Great Demon Gate dared to say anything. Especially since the Sword Saint himself was in seclusion deep within the Profound Yin Mountain Range, no one dared to object even more.

For Lin Dong and Mu Qianqian to get married and for the Sword Saint to be able to attend in person was already an unparalleled honor. How could they dare to trouble the Sword Saint to travel all the way from the Profound Yin Mountain Range to Demon Heaven City?

You must know, that is the Sword Saint, not only the number one expert in the Great Yan Dynasty but also the savior of countless people in the Great Desolate Province!

A few months ago, within the Great Desolate Ancient Tablet, if not for the Sword Saint holding the line and single-handedly stopping that peerless ferocious being, countless experts would have died directly at the hands of the peerless ferocious being.

Although this group of experts from the Great Desolate Province were all terrified and desperately fleeing at the time, they also saw the terrifying scene in the Ancient Tablet space, which was like a Senluo Purgatory. If not for the Sword Saint single-handedly suppressing it, the entire Great Desolate Province would have been destroyed.

It is said that in order to suppress that Nirvana Realm's mysterious skeleton, the Sword Saint even used forbidden techniques, resulting in his black hair turning white.

This was not just a random rumor but came from the mouth of the Great Desolate Province's number one expert, making it extremely convincing!

As dusk approached, the setting sun cast its last rays, causing the surroundings of this already Yin-heavy city to quickly rise with a chilling mist, making the sky appear even darker.

Profound Yin Mountain summit, central plaza.

The traces of the great battle a few months ago have been cleaned up, and the huge plaza is already filled with banquets. Many experts have already arrived and taken their seats in advance.

"Haha, Sect Leader Mu, congratulations!!"

"Young Master Lin Dong, congratulations, congratulations, a small token of appreciation, nothing much!"

"You're too kind!"

At the entrance of the plaza, Lin Dong, dressed in a bright red wedding robe, stood with Mu Lei to welcome guests. However, it was clear that Lin Dong was not very comfortable with exchanging pleasantries with so many people. Fortunately, Mu Lei was helping him throughout the process.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Just then, a stream of light suddenly flashed across the sky and landed below.

Looking at the white-robed, white-haired young man, many people's eyes narrowed slightly, and their faces could not help but rise with a few points of respect. Mu Lei took the initiative to step forward and bowed to the man with cupped fists.

"Mu Lei greets Sword Saint!"

"Mm!"

Lin Xuan looked at Mu Lei standing in front of him, his gaze lingered on the red-dominated robe on his body for a moment, then he nodded and responded softly.

At this time, Lin Dong also took the initiative to come over, and when he saw Lin Xuan, who had made a special trip, the smile on his face even intensified.

"Young Clan Leader, come, please come inside!"

"Congratulations!"

Looking at Lin Dong's bright red wedding attire, Lin Xuan's gaze lingered for a moment before he said softly with a faint smile.

After saying that, Lin Xuan thought of something else, lowered his head and glanced at his brand-new moon-white robe, feeling that this outfit seemed a little inappropriate.

Lin Dong didn't think so much, just smiled quickly and personally led Lin Xuan to the seat of honor, also taking the chance to hide away a bit.

Under Lin Dong's guidance, Lin Xuan sat in the highest seat. Just as Lin Xuan was a little puzzled, he saw Mu Lei, his face flushed, walking over with a smile and saying.

"Sword Saint, since Lin Dong's elders couldn't make it, and you are a senior member of Lin Dong's clan, we'll have to trouble Sword Saint to sit in the seat of honor."

Lin Xuan hesitated for a moment, then nodded lightly, turned his head to look at Lin Dong, who was being pulled around and fussed over, and couldn't help but say softly.

"I know his master, so I'll sit here in his master's place."

Seeing that Lin Xuan didn't refuse, the smile on Mu Lei's face grew even brighter. He carefully sat down on another chair next to him, his usually shrewd eyes narrowed into slits with laughter.

Sitting in the high hall with the Sword Saint was not an opportunity everyone had, and perhaps he was the only one.

Not long after Lin Xuan and Mu Lei took their seats, Lin Dong, who had been fussed over, and Mu Qianqian, wearing a phoenix coronet and a rosy cape, dressed in a grand and solemn bright red wedding dress, were led by two maids, each holding one end of an embroidered ball.

At this time, Wu Zong, the Martial Alliance Leader in charge of the wedding, seeing this, quickly shouted, his voice rolling like waves under the blessing of majestic Origin Power.

"Bow to heaven and earth!"

Lin Dong and Mu Qianqian, with the help of the maids, bowed one after the other.

Lin Xuan looked at Lin Dong's side, which was completely different from usual, and a smile couldn't help but rise on his face. Immediately afterward, a special emotion rose in his heart, but it was quickly suppressed.

Under Lin Xuan's gaze, the two stiff newcomers, after bowing to heaven and earth, were once again stiffly turned around. Lin Dong even turned in the wrong direction, almost tangling the embroidered ball around himself.

After Lin Dong and Mu Qianqian stood still, Wu Zong shouted again.

"Bow to the ancestors!"

"Husband and wife bow to each other!"

"The ceremony is complete, send them to the bridal chamber!"

The frosty moonlight could not dispel the noise below. Although it was nearly midnight, the atmosphere in the square was still fiery, and many people were pulling each other to drink together.

On the eaves, the cloud-white figure, illuminated by the frosty moonlight, had a head of silver-white hair that seemed to be shimmering with a faint light, giving it a sense of purity like a celestial being in the moon.

However, for some reason, compared to the ethereal feeling that did not belong to this world at all in the past, Little Marten felt that the monster in front of him seemed to have a bit more humanity, although there was still a sense of ethereal immortality, there was a bit more of the mundane world, especially now, holding a wine pot in his hand, drinking alone under the moon.

Sitting on the eaves, Lin Xuan raised his head and looked up at the Azure Sky, his dark pupils reflecting the bright moon.

The wine cup in his hand was raised high, and after gesturing to the lonely moon, Lin Xuan took a light sip. The sweet and crisp spirit wine slid down his throat, and an unspeakable feeling surged from his heart.

After so many years, Lin Xuan had long forgotten what wine tasted like. It seemed that it was in the distant past life that he had tasted wine, right?

After many years, Lin Xuan didn't know what the difference was between the wine he was drinking now and the wine of his previous life, but he just felt that, not to mention the taste, at least drinking it seemed quite interesting.

Turning his head and glancing at the wine cup next to him that was filled with wine, Lin Xuan couldn't help but smile, as if talking to himself.

"Wine, seems quite interesting."

Speaking of wine, Lin Xuan subconsciously flashed an image of a slovenly Taoist in his mind, gently shook his head, turned to look at the young little mouse hiding aside, not daring to approach, and said with a smile.

"Have a drink?"

Although he was asking Little Marten, Lin Xuan had already taken out a brand new wine cup from the Universe Bag. He didn't have these things himself; they were all taken from the wedding banquet just now. He took three sets in total and put them in the Universe Bag.

Little Marten originally wanted to refuse, mainly because it was worried that if Lin Xuan drank and suddenly became excited, he would directly want to compare sword skills with it, which would cost Marten his life.

However, seeing that Lin Xuan had already taken out a wine cup and poured a glass of wine for it, Little Marten had no choice but to walk over with an embarrassed smile and a stiff head.

Standing beside Lin Xuan, looking at the wine cup that had not been touched, Little Marten carefully took the wine cup handed over by Lin Xuan, and said with a dry smile.

"Hehe, thank you, Sword Saint!"

With that, Little Marten directly raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, appearing extremely forthright.

Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment. Seeing Little Marten drink it all in one gulp, he filled it up again, with a slightly lonely smile still on his face, and said softly.

"I can't tell, you are actually a beast that likes wine. How does this wine taste?"

Little Marten was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at Lin Xuan, and after looking at the serious expression in his eyes, his eyes became strange, and he awkwardly waved his claws and replied.

"Hehe, that, Sword Saint, Little Marten is just a Demon Spirit, how can I taste the flavor of this fine wine, and, hehe, I can't drink either!"

Its Marten Lord is a good young marten, okay, how could he like to drink? Well, unless there is dragon meat, this kind of top-notch delicacy to go with the wine, otherwise, what's the point of drinking that nasty stuff?

"Then why do you drink so quickly?"

Lin Xuan looked at Little Marten strangely. He couldn't drink either, so he tasted it in small sips. In fact, Lin Xuan himself didn't know how to drink, but vaguely remembered that the swordplay senior who liked wine seemed to like to savor it carefully, trying it in small sips.

"Isn't this because Sword Saint, you old man, poured it for me personally? So... hehe!"

After hearing Little Marten's answer, Lin Xuan couldn't help but laugh. He tilted his head, looked at the wine pot in his hand, looked at it for a few times, and then softly commented.

"It seems that this wine is indeed an interesting thing."

With that, Lin Xuan put the wine cup to his mouth, took another sip, and looked up at the lonely cold moon above his head. In that round of moonlight, it seemed that scenes flashed by.

For a time, the night wind gently blew, bringing the cold air of the mountain, and also raising that elegant and ethereal white hair. That back view, reflecting the moonlight, gave people an amazing beauty of peerless elegance, just like a celestial spirit falling into the mortal world.

"Buzz!"

Originally, the Nameless Divine Sword, leaning against the green bricks and red tiles of the roof, suddenly trembled, and a series of agile and melodious Sword Cries fluttered in the lonely night with the wind.

The next moment, the long sword instantly stood up, standing beside Lin Xuan, directly shocking Little Marten, who was stunned in place and did not dare to move rashly.

"Shua!"

Lin Xuan's right hand suddenly reached out, but his left hand was holding up the wine cup, bringing it to his mouth, and gently took a sip.

In the next instant, his right hand loosened, and after the Sword Sheath was released, it did not fall down. Then, Lin Xuan's wrist immediately flipped, reached out again, accurately grasped the hilt, and then, his right hand lifted, and the long sword instantly came out of its sheath!

The cold moonlight, reflecting the cloud-white robe, the shimmering light emitted from the silver-white hair, and the frost-white light on the blade, were so dazzling.

Little Marten looked at that Divine Sword, and his already small pupils were even more reduced to a point.

The sword body, which should have been dark, was now completely like frost and snow, clear and bone-chilling, and the shining sword light, for a time, could not tell whether it was the refracted cold moonlight, or the clear frost sword light on the blade.

More importantly, Little Marten could not feel the slightest bit of sharp aura from Lin Xuan's body, and could only rely on the instinct of the Demon Spirit to feel an extremely terrifying sense of crisis from the sword body, as if any trace of power leakage would be enough to destroy it.

"This, it has actually become a whole level stronger again!"

At this moment, Lin Xuan had completely ignored Little Marten, who had been drinking with him just now. Perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol that made him completely immersed in his own world.

Lowering his head and staring at the cold sword blade in his hand, Lin Xuan raised his head and took a sip of spiritual wine. Then, with a shake of his right wrist, the long sword drew a mysterious arc in his hand. After that, the long sword danced in Lin Xuan's hand in a not-so-fast speed in the air.

As Lin Xuan danced, the long sword kept flying in the night sky. The sword moved, the moon moved, the person moved, and the shadow moved.

For a time, it was impossible to tell whether the sword dancer was on the roof or in the cold moon. The aloof and refined figure was sometimes like hidden in the lonely moon, and sometimes like falling into the mortal world.

Suddenly, Little Marten's eyes suddenly condensed, looking at Lin Xuan, who was still immersed in the sword dance, his mouth could not help but open wide. After a long while, he whispered and cursed.

"This evildoer, he just passed the Nirvana Tribulation and the Wind and Thunder Tribulation like this?"

Just now, Little Marten realized that the power of wind and thunder of the Wind and Thunder Tribulation, and the Nirvana Fire of the Nirvana Tribulation, were directly shaken away by Lin Xuan's sword dance!

He's simply a pervert!