Because the time frame was tight—only three months—
Once the wedding date was confirmed and the invitations were prepared,
Qian Xunji immediately had people deliver the invitations to all the major soul master clans and sects across the continent, as well as to the royal families of the two great empires, and to various kingdoms and duchies.
…
At that very moment, outside Spirit Hall City,
a woman wearing a sleek black form-fitting long dress with black hair cascading down her back, her face sharp and striking, finally arrived at Spirit Hall City with an unwilling expression on her face.
Accompanying her was a man dressed in a gray-brown leather jacket, with thick black hair, a long horse-face, a hooked nose, and wearing black crystal-rimmed glasses.
As the invitations from Spirit Hall were distributed once more,
word spread quickly across the continent—
Spirit Hall's Pope, Qian Xunji, was getting married again!
The bride's name was Ah Yin.
…
Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
When they received the invitation from Spirit Hall's messenger,
and saw that damned Qian Xunji was marrying again,
Yu Yuanzhen's face instantly turned dark.
'That damned Qian Xunji! It's only been a few years!
How is he marrying again!
Damn it!'
Because his son, Yu Xiaogang, had something wrong in the head and managed to bring back Spirit Hall's holy maiden, Bibi Dong,
Qian Xunji used it as an excuse to ruthlessly blackmail them.
Most of the precious items in their sect's treasury were taken.
Even their legacy soul bone—True Dragon Nine Crowns—had to be handed over.
To avoid giving Spirit Hall another excuse to cause trouble,
last time, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had bled heavily and sent a high-value wedding gift.
But only a few years had passed, and they still hadn't recovered.
Now that Qian Xunji was getting married again, they were going to be forced to send another generous gift.
Yu Yuanzhen was fuming, but powerless.
…
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.
"This Qian Xunji, how is he getting married again?"
Receiving the invitation, Ning Fengzhi's gentle and refined expression showed a hint of surprise.
"I've heard that the Qian family in Spirit Hall always passes down to a single heir each generation. Is he trying to change that?"
"That's likely difficult to change. Their Qian family's Seraphim Martial Soul is far too powerful.
It's not easy for them to reproduce."
"But if he really pulls it off…"
"The Qian family already produces Limit Douluos every generation.
If he manages to produce two in one generation, Spirit Hall might really dominate the continent!"
Sword Douluo Chen Xin, standing to the side, couldn't help but feel a bit conflicted and emotional.
…
In Clear Sky Clan.
After Tang Zhen received the invitation and saw that Qian Xunji's bride was named Ah Yin, he sighed and called for his eldest son, Tang Xiao.
"Ah Xiao, the Pope of Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji, is getting married."
As he spoke, Tang Zhen handed the invitation to Tang Xiao.
When Tang Xiao saw the name on it, he looked as if struck by lightning.
Grief overwhelmed him as he tightly gripped the invitation.
'Third Sister! My Third Sister!'
His heart wailed in anguish.
Although he had already guessed this day would come ever since Ah Yin was taken by Qian Xunji,
to truly see his beloved goddess become another man's wife,
he still felt heartbroken and torn apart inside.
"Ah Xiao! Stop acting like some broken-hearted girl!"
"She's just a woman! There are plenty of beautiful women in this world!"
"How can you forget that you are a son of the Clear Sky Clan!"
Seeing Tang Xiao in such grief, Tang Zhen immediately frowned and berated him.
"I understand, Father."
Under Tang Zhen's scolding, Tang Xiao took a deep breath, suppressing his inner sorrow and pulling himself together.
Still, as he looked at the invitation in his hand, his emotions remained conflicted.
Qian Xunji was actually going to marry Third Sister…
Did he even realize what he was doing?
Because he knew very well—Ah Yin was a 100,000-year soul beast in human form.
Tang Xiao couldn't imagine why Qian Xunji dared to do this.
He was openly declaring to the world that he was marrying Ah Yin.
Was he not afraid?
That powerful Titled Douluos—including his own father—might attend and discover Ah Yin's true identity?
A Pope of Spirit Hall marrying a soul beast.
Did Qian Xunji not understand the kind of uproar this would cause in the soul master world?
Was he not afraid it would destroy Spirit Hall's reputation and prestige?
Tang Xiao was full of confusion and disbelief.
But at the same time, the fact that Qian Xunji dared to marry Third Sister, and even publicly announce it to the world…
Tang Xiao couldn't help but feel admiration and envy.
If it had been him—even if he'd been together with Ah Yin—
he absolutely wouldn't have dared hold a wedding.
Because if Ah Yin's identity were exposed,
the Clear Sky Clan's reputation would suffer immense damage.
It seemed… this Qian Xunji was truly sincere toward Third Sister.
Tang Xiao's emotions were complicated.
He realized Ah Yin might not have been completely taken away by force.
She might have truly found happiness.
This eased his heart somewhat.
But suddenly, he thought of his younger brother—Tang Hao.
'Sigh… if Hao finds out that Third Sister is marrying the Pope of Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji, I wonder how he'll react.'
Tang Xiao sighed deeply in his heart.
Elsewhere, in Heaven Dou Imperial City—
after another round of drunkenness,
Tang Hao staggered back to the Clear Sky Clan.
His face was red with drink, his body reeking of alcohol, and he kept mumbling,
"Wine… delicious… so good…"
As he wandered through the clan grounds,
he noticed people pointing at him and whispering.
He vaguely caught the name "Ah Yin" in their words.
'Third Sister…'
His heart throbbed in pain.
The alcohol haze faded, and sorrow surged within him.
When he heard people talking not just about Ah Yin, but also about "getting married,"
Tang Hao's eyes turned blood-red.
He suddenly lunged forward and grabbed someone's wrist,
his eyes crazed and filled with anxiety.
"What did you say? Getting married? What's going on with Ah Yin?!"
"You don't know yet, Tang Hao?"
The Clear Sky Clan disciple forcefully pulled his hand back and sneered coldly.
"Your precious Third Sister Ah Yin is about to marry the Pope of Spirit Hall!"
"You can forget about her now. There's no chance left for you!"
Hearing this was like a bolt of lightning crashing down.
Tang Hao's face instantly went pale, and he stumbled backward several steps.
He felt as if his heart had been torn to shreds.
Agonizing pain filled him as he howled toward the sky.
"No! Nooo!!"
"Third Sister! My Third Sister!"
"Why?! Why is this happening?!"
Tears streamed down Tang Hao's face as he fell to his knees,
pounding the ground with his fists and crying out in anguish.
He thought of all the moments he'd shared with Third Sister Ah Yin…
And now she was likely in another man's arms,
gentle and affectionate…
The sheer torment of that thought made him feel like he was being torn apart inside.
Before long, rage took over his sorrow.
His eyes turned red, his breathing ragged, and he roared through gritted teeth like a madman.
"Qian Xunji! Damn you, Qian Xunji!!"
"It must've been him! He must've forced Third Sister to marry him!"
"Third Sister was definitely coerced! Maybe she's still suffering!"
"Third Sister! Hold on! I'm coming to save you!!"