Chapter 1513: Chapter 167 Wedding Begins
Nasha let out a soft sigh and said, "That’s just what your father and I think; it’s not your own will. You are my only daughter—how could I not understand what’s in your heart? Don’t overthink it. Sometimes, marrying someone who loves you is far happier than marrying someone you love. I know you can’t forget Ah Dai, but it’s already been decided, and it’s impossible to change now. You are the acting Red Robe Priest of the church, symbolizing its sanctity. Since you’ve already decided to marry Bu Yi, once you’re married, you must learn to be a good wife. Do you understand?"
Xuan Yue’s face suddenly turned incomparably pale. She had never thought about how she would be a wife to Ba Bu Yi. Listening to her mother’s words, her heart twisted with sharp pain.
Seeing her daughter not respond, Nasha knew Yue Yue felt terrible inside. She helped comb her long blue hair neatly and said, "Alright, child. Take some time to settle your thoughts. When the wedding begins, I will personally escort you to your husband’s side. Forget everything from the past and open your heart to accept Bu Yi. He will surely be a good husband, just like your father. Oh, and the jade ring you’re wearing needs to be put away. You’re about to become a bride, and you can only wear the wedding ring Bu Yi gives you." After speaking, Nasha turned and left her daughter’s room. She adjusted her own White Sacred Robe and stepped out of the house to arrange matters for the wedding. Left alone in the room was Xuan Yue, wearing an expression of sorrow, her gaze empty.
The sun gradually rose, flying towards the center of the sky. Suddenly, the Divine Mountain of the church echoed with deep, resonant horn blasts: "Woo—Woo—Woo—"
In front of the Temple of Light, twenty Judges stood on either side, raising enormous horns to sound the prelude to the wedding. Thousands of Judges, led by two Deputy Judges, lined up neatly into a colossal semi-circle. Behind them were senior priests who had traveled from various regions. According to prearranged orders, the priests all chanted the spells of the Prayer Charm aloud simultaneously. The sacred echoes reverberated across the Divine Mountain of the church. These priests, all holding the rank of Sacrifice Hall leaders and responsible for major cities, numbered in the thousands. At the forefront stood the Red Robe Priests Mang Siu and Yu Jian, along with six White Robe Priests, excluding Xuan Ye and Nasha. Amid the sacred chanting, layers of faint golden energy swirled over the entire Divine Mountain. The holy atmosphere imbued everyone present with a profound sense of solemnity.
On the outskirts of the Divine Mountain, ordinary priests spontaneously began chanting the same spells as the senior priests. Their chanting stirred the faithful followers, who were being held back by the Sacred Knights outside the mountain, to join in loudly. All of them were engaged in sacred prayers, not only offering blessings for the Red Robe Priest and the Judge of Light’s impending marriage, but also begging the Sky God for their own protection. When the golden energy from within the mountain drifted outward and enveloped the followers, they clearly felt their hearts grow calmer and their bodies brim with strength. They experienced what seemed like divine blessings from the Sky God himself. Spurred by what they believed to be miraculous grace, their chants grew increasingly devout.
As honored guests of the church, dignitaries from the three great Empires and the Soryu Federation had already gathered early before the Temple of Light. Witnessing such a grand ceremony, unseen in decades, and hearing the resounding and solemn chants, they felt a natural sense of reverence rise within them.
Mang Siu and Yu Jian, after chanting the Prayer Charm for the third time, simultaneously raised their hands. The church’s senior priests ceased chanting. Mang Siu stepped forward a few paces to the center of the Temple of Light. With one hand pressed against his left chest and the index, middle, and ring fingers of the other hand lightly touching his brow, he intoned, "Blessings of the Sky God, divine protection for humanity." Golden light erupted radiantly from his form. Mang Siu spread his arms wide, and amid thunderous booms, the ground before the Temple of Light began to quake violently. None of the Judges or priests betrayed any sign of surprise; instead, they regarded Mang Siu, enveloped entirely in golden light, with expressions of deep reverence.
Larthas stood beside Xi Wen, the two of them appearing like old friends. "Brother Xi Wen, just look at this Mang Siu priest. He absolutely possesses the power of a Magician and his Magic Level is certainly no less than mine. Indeed, the church is a place teeming with hidden talents! These thousands of senior priests alone— even if our guilds combined all of our Magicians—we wouldn’t stand a chance against them."
Xi Wen smiled faintly and said, "The church is, after all, the highest authority on the continent. Without immense strength, how could they make the three great Empires and the Soryu Federation willingly submit? And look at this Mang Siu priest—what kind of magic is he using now? What’s the purpose? This golden light truly is divine!"
Larthas replied, "I’m not entirely sure what he’s doing. It seems less like magic and more like releasing his Magic Power. He must be activating some kind of mechanism. Let’s wait and see. Such a grand wedding spectacle—I’ve never witnessed anything like this before."
Beside them, Zhou Wen muttered, "The church’s Pope really knows how to make an entrance. We’ve all come here with so many people, yet he hasn’t even shown his face. And he talks about forming an alliance with our Tian Gang Sword Sect—there’s not a shred of sincerity in that."
Xi Wen shot him a glare and said in a low tone, "Quiet down. Nobody’s treating you like you’re mute."
Zhou Wen stuck out his tongue and grumbled softly, "I’m just speaking the truth. Boss, you’re the Sect Leader of our Tian Gang Sword Sect, after all. The church should show us a bit more respect, don’t you think?"