Chapter: 122

The Mighty Heavenly Sword Region was filled with a festive mood. The whole land was decorated with phoenixes and crimson, cultural symbols of marriage within this world.

Yun Che stared at the world below and smiled.

"It's not bad."

{What is?} The voice of his master appeared within his mind.

"This life, that is." The more he spent his life on this star, the more Yun Che realized and understood the original Yun Che's wish of wanting to just live his life on his home star, away from all the Realm of God's bullshit. "Sadly, I am way too fucking paranoid than my original counterpart. Hahaha..."

{It is your strength that earned you this peace, don't forget that.} Like a good teacher, Jasmine reminded him of the harsh reality of this world. {You are still too weak to even pose any significant threat to the residents of the God Realm.}

"I know." Yun Che did not deny it, but he wasn't worried at the same time. To him, cultivation was the same as breathing. It was something he could do in any spare time and reach levels untouchable by anyone. "But that won't be long."

He smiled.

"It's time to go and pick my brides then."

The standard culture was the same as back in his world, with some mild differences here and there. Like how he needed to go and pick the bride himself.

Unlike a normal wedding, he was marrying four women at the same time, each living in different places. So they simply opted to remove that part and go directly for the vows.

But before that—Yun Che stared at the rows upon rows of flying arks making their way towards the Mighty Heavenly Sword Region.

Without much change in his expression, his face holding the same easygoing smile, he waited for them to reach him as he teleported himself at the entrance, startling the maids and disciples working there to greet guests.

"His Excellence." They hurriedly bowed, to which Yun Che simply waved his hand. "Go and inform Grandpa Lie that I'll personally welcome the guests. Once all of them have gathered, we will start the vow ceremony."

"As you wish." The disciple bowed before running away, too afraid to stand in front of Yun Che.

Everyone within the Sacred Ground knew that the real owner of this place was Yun Che. And the fact that he had single-handedly taken care of the whole Sacred Ground only further increased their fear and reverence for him.

Not that Yun Che cared much about this, so he simply ignored them.

With his hands behind his back, Yun Che patiently waited for the arrival of his future slaves—his guests.

Finally, an ark landed on the platform, followed by dozens more.

The gate leading to the ark opened, and a thin and frail-looking young man appeared. He didn't look older than sixteen, which took Yun Che by surprise.

Despite his lackluster appearance, the young man's body exuded a supreme aura only gained by those who had reached the limit of the mortal realm.

'Well, technically, even Divine Masters are mortal... Humans have always been one bunch of presumptuous fellas. They love giving themselves overbearing names and titles, don't they?'

The young man's eyes shone as they landed on Yun Che, and a pressure of a Peak Sovereign Profound Realm filled the surroundings.

But the moment it touched Yun Che, it simply popped out of existence, as if it never existed.

A surprised expression formed over the young man's face before a soft smile appeared over it. He walked closer to Yun Che, with dozens of old men following behind him, before softly bowing.

"Saint Emperor Huangji Wuyu greets His Majesty. I have responded to your call and come to congratulate you on your wedding."

"Yun Che. Don't really have any grand titles, but I'm always open to new ones." Yun Che smiled.

"Hahaha. Then I'm sure you would be pleased to hear that the world has already given you a title, though I'm not sure if His Majesty is aware of it."

"Oh, what is it?" Yun Che asked, his expression betraying the small expectations hidden in his tone.

"The Supreme Overlord."

"But I'm not a skeleton..."

"Yes?" The Saint Emperor stared at Yun Che in confusion, wondering what he meant by skeleton.

"I don't like it."

"I-Is it so?" A slight panic appeared within the Saint Emperor's heart, afraid that Yun Che might kill him. Despite the fact that he could only feel the strength of the Emperor Profound Realm from him, Huangji Wuyu didn't dare to provoke him.

The Mighty Heavenly Sword Region was a living example.

"Yes." Yun Che's lips curled up slightly, enjoying the panicked look of the Saint Emperor way too much before he turned his gaze towards the dozen or so old men behind him. "You brought the complete force of your Sacred Ground... What? Are you afraid I would do something to you?"

"I-I dare not!" Huangji Wuyu hurriedly replied. "I just thought bringing everyone with me would be enough to show my sincerity to you, Your Majesty."

"I'll be the one to decide that." Yun Che replied. "Wentian, show them inside."

"Yes, my lord." The space behind Yun Che shifted and twisted before a young man appeared.

"Xuanyuan Wentian?!" Huangji Wuyu was startled, even more so when he realized Wentian seemed to appear out of thin air.

'Teleportation?! But how?!' Huangji Wuyu's eyes turned towards the amiably smiling Yun Che, and his heart was filled with horror. 'Only he can give such heaven-defying art to someone. I must get into his good graces at all costs!'

"Follow me." Wentian looked at Huangji Wuyu with blatant disdain, his face filled with pure arrogance and pride. "I shall lead you inside."

"How did you appear out of thin air?" Not being able to hold his curiosity, Huangji Wuyu couldn't help but ask. He needed answers, even if he had some speculations of his own.

"It's the blessings of my lord. He allowed me to see heights I could only dream of."

'Yes, keep feeding my ego. I love it.'

"Don't worry, you will also soon understand what I mean by it." Wentian smirked evilly, fully aware of his lord's plan. "My lord is generous enough to give you all a chance after all."

Huangji Wuyu's eyes narrowed.

He was no fool. From Wentian's talk, he understood that this wedding invitation might not be as simple as it may seem from the front.

"You can have all the talk you want once inside. Other guests are arriving. Do not congest the entrance."

"Forgive me, my lord." Wentian hurriedly bowed before looking back at the still stunned Huangji Wuyu and saying, "Let's go."

'It sure does stand up to its title as the strongest Sacred Ground.' Yun Che inwardly thought, staring at the hundred or so people following after Huangji Wuyu, each having the strength of the Sovereign Profound Realm.

Bringing such force to a wedding could be considered provocation, but Yun Che didn't care.

'The more people they bring, the easier it is for me. It would save me time.'

Instead of going to each Sacred Ground, the current situation indeed was better.

'Though I had thought they would be a lot more prideful and arrogant... Didn't expect him to be so calm and collected. I guess leaders of Sacred Grounds are not fools, definitely not at the same level as the Four Major Sects.'

While staring at another batch of Profound Arks that had appeared, Yun Che thought he should come up with a title for himself.

The Supreme Overlord sounded absolutely corny and bullshit. He was also not undead, so that's that.

'How about Realm King? Hmm. Does sound waaaay better than whatever supreme bullshit the previous one was. And it makes sense too, so let's stick with it. Realm King Yun Che. UmU. Sounds better.'

"Qu Fengyi greets the senior." She stepped out from the ark and gave him a bow, greeting him.

He looked at her before smiling.

"Sovereign of the Seas?"

"Fengyi is flattered." The woman in front of him, though she didn't have extreme beauty like his wives, had her own prideful mature charm.

Yun Che looked at her before his gaze turned towards the old man standing beside her.

"Zi Ji greets the senior." The old man had an amiable and calm smile as he bowed beside Fengyi, greeting Yun Che.

"I'm Yun Che. I'm grateful that you people accepted my invitation and decided to join me on this beautiful occasion. I will make sure you guys never forget this day."

Despite the calmness of Yun Che's tone, Zi Ji and Fengyi gave each other a look. For some reason, that felt more like a threat than anything else.

"We are honored." Fengyi replied, her tone still calm and even. "These are some gifts we have brought for today's joyous occasion. I hope they are to the senior's liking."

Yun Che nodded before once again calling Wentian.

'Their reaction never gets boring.' He chuckled inwardly while ordering Wentian.

"Guide them inside."

Once they were also gone, the last arrays of arks finally arrived, and two men stepped out of it, soon followed by a bunch of other old men.

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