Chapter 101: After Wedding

The cheers of thousands of cultivators, the clinking of wine cups, and the melodic strumming of celebratory zithers gradually faded into a muffled, distant echo as the doors of the master pavilion clicked shut.

Inside the room, the atmosphere was entirely transformed. The vast, luxurious room was bathed in the warm, flickering light of dozens of red spirit-candles, casting dancing shadows against the rich crimson silk tapestries that adorned the walls. The air was thick with the sweet fragrance of blooming lotus, a stark contrast to the grand main hall.

Lin Yuan walked slowly toward the center of the room, his arms wrapped securely around Bai Qingyue. He carried her with an effortless, reverent grace, as if he were holding the most precious, fragile artifact in the entire province.