Chapter 113: Marriage (3)

Today was the culmination of Soft Feather's dreams and aspirations, the day she would be united in marriage with her beloved Zenith Heaven Emperor. As she stood before the ornate mirror in her private chambers, anticipation and excitement coursed through her veins. Her heart fluttered like a caged bird yearning for freedom.

For this grand occasion, her parents had spared no expense and hired a team of skilled attendants who were well-versed in the art of dressing a bride for her wedding day.

The atmosphere in Soft Feather's private chambers was filled with a tangible sense of anticipation and reverence. Attendants, clad in exquisite silk robes, moved about with a quiet grace, their eyes focused on the task at hand, transforming Soft Feather into the resplendent bride she was destined to be.

As Soft Feather stood in the center of the room, her heart danced with excitement. She watched in awe as the attendants skillfully selected each piece of her bridal attire, their nimble fingers caressing the vibrant red silk robe adorned with intricate golden phoenixes. The robe, a symbol of her elevated status and the auspiciousness of the occasion, seemed to come alive as it was delicately draped over her slender figure.

With utmost care, the attendants draped the robe over Soft Feather's shoulders, ensuring that every fold cascaded perfectly down her figure. Soft Feather's fingers trembled slightly as the attendants fastened the robe in place, their hands expertly securing the jadeite clasps that held the ensemble together. The cool touch of the jadeite against her skin sent a shiver of anticipation through her.

As the attendants continued their meticulous work, Soft Feather's eyes were drawn to a glistening array of gold jewelry laid out before her. The attendants selected a delicate gold necklace, its intricate design reminiscent of blooming lotus flowers, and placed it around her graceful neck. The necklace rested gently against her collarbone, accentuating her elegant features.

Golden bangles were carefully adorned on Soft Feather's wrists, their subtle jingling adding a musical element to her movements. A golden-diamond ring, a symbol of eternal love and devotion, graced her finger, its radiance captivating in the soft light of the room. Golden anklets were delicately clasped around her feet, each tiny bell emitting a sweet melody with every step she took.

Meanwhile, the skilled hands of the hairdresser worked diligently, skillfully weaving Soft Feather's long, lustrous hair into an elaborate hairstyle. Each strand was meticulously arranged, with intricate braids and delicate twists forming an ethereal masterpiece atop her head.

A subtle fragrance filled the air as the perfume attendant dispersed a delicate mist of scent over Soft Feather's dress and a hint on her hands and neck. The fragrance, a harmonious blend of floral and exotic notes, elevated the atmosphere, enveloping Soft Feather in an aura of enchantment.

Finally, her gaze met her reflection in the mirror, and she couldn't help but smile, her eyes shining with a mixture of joy and adoration. Today, she would become the empress, the partner of the man who held her heart in the palm of his hand.

As the attendants continued their meticulous work, Soft Feather's thoughts drifted to Zenith Heaven Emperor. She wondered if he was feeling the same mixture of excitement and nervousness that consumed her.

"Soft Feather, please remain still," one of the attendants gently advised, interrupting her reverie. The sound of her voice brought Soft Feather back to the present moment. She obediently followed the instructions, feeling a sense of calm envelop her. The attendants adorned her hair with delicate pearls and placed a golden hairpin, crafted with intricate lotus motifs, to symbolize purity and enlightenment.

The room filled with a sweet fragrance as the attendants lit incense and softly chanted blessings for a harmonious union. Soft Feather closed her eyes, silently offering her own prayers for a lifetime of happiness with her beloved emperor.

Finally, the moment arrived when Soft Feather was deemed ready. The attendants stepped back, their eyes shining with approval and admiration. Soft Feather glanced at herself once more in the mirror, feeling a surge of confidence and anticipation. Today, she would stand before Zenith Heaven Emperor as his equal, his partner, and his empress.

With measured steps and grace befitting a godly being, Soft Feather left her chambers, her heart pounding in rhythm with the drums and music that echoed through the palace halls. She felt the weight of her responsibility, the eyes of the court and the heavens upon her. But above all, she felt the warmth of her love for Zenith Heaven Emperor, guiding her every step.

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News of an impending Sage Sermon rippled through All Heavens and Myriad Realms, setting cultivators on edge. Excitement and anticipation filled the air, as whispers of another sage ascending echoed among the crowd. The prospect of witnessing the birth of a new sage brought forth exclamations and discussions among cultivators.

"Another Sage ascended!"

The cultivators' hearts raced with anticipation. They gathered in awe, eager to witness the birth of a new Sage and gain insights into the profound mysteries of cultivation.

But as the view on the screens slowly approached a chamber, their expectations were shattered. Before their eyes, a magnificent Golden Phoenix Sedan came into view. Confusion swept through the crowd as they realized that this was no sage sermon unfolding before them.

"This is no sage sermon! Someone abuses the sermon system!"

Indeed, it was Zenith Heaven Emperor himself who had seized the opportunity to exploit his powers and broadcast his own marriage throughout All Heavens and Myriad Realms. The grandeur and significance of the occasion were undeniable, but the cultivators couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions, surprise, intrigue, and even a touch of frustration.

Due to knowing Zenith Heaven Emperor by now quite well, many immediately began to speculate that it is him, who made this happen.

"This is unprecedented!" murmured a cultivator, his voice laced with disbelief. "Zenith Heaven Emperor truly knows no bounds!"

"He must have his reasons," speculated another cultivator, attempting to rationalize the audacious act. "Perhaps he wishes to share his joy with the entire realm."

Whispers filled the air, mingling with a sense of disbelief and curiosity. All eyes were now fixed on the chamber, awaiting the revelation of the mysterious event that had captivated their attention.

And then, to their astonishment, a familiar figure appeared on the screen. A woman in a resplendent wedding dress approached the Golden Phoenix Sedan. The cultivators gasped collectively, their voices a mix of awe and realization.

"Sage Soft Feather!"

The name reverberated throughout All Heavens and Myriad Realms, spreading like wildfire among the cultivators.

"I never thought I would witness this historic moment," a cultivator whispered, his voice filled with reverence. "The union of two legendary cultivators."

The room filled with a palpable sense of anticipation as the woman, exuding an ethereal beauty, neared the Golden Phoenix Sedan. Cultivators leaned forward, their eyes fixed on the screen, eager to witness the culmination of a love story that had captivated their imaginations.

The cultivators were left with a mix of emotions, curiosity, admiration, and a sense of being privileged witnesses to a rare and extraordinary event. The worldwide reactions, filled with conversations, exclamations, and hushed whispers, painted a vivid picture of the impact that Zenith Heaven Emperor and Sage Soft Feather's marriage had on All Heavens and Myriad Realms.