Investing in the Reborn Empress, She Actually Calls Me ‘Husband’ Chapter 731: This wine simply must be drunk.

The midday sun beat down from above, illuminating the open-air banquet like three massive spotlights.

From the mountain gate all the way to the main hall, the Clear Abyss Sect was overflowing with guests. Elder Qian moved among the visitors, his chubby face stretched into a smile that resembled a pleated meat bun.

Old Qian was busy with mental arithmetic: soon enough, whether a little ice block or a little troublemaker arrived, there would be a full-moon feast to celebrate.

With another round of gift money, Old Qian might just become the strongest... well, the second strongest Elder in the Clear Abyss Sect!

There was a specific reason why the gift money was so incredibly lavish today.

Nearly every individual Li Mo had ever invested in was present at the ceremony.

"The smartest thing I ever did in my life was becoming sworn brothers with Young Master Li."

"Grandpa Murong, your grandson is roughly the same age as Young Master Li, so this arrangement..."

"Is there a problem? Is it not right?"

"The Heavenly Mountain Sword Manor and the Horizontal Cloud Sword City both sent representatives, and surprisingly, they haven’t started a fight. Young Master Li’s influence is truly massive."

"Brother Li, I’ve brought every single brother from the Gangdou Sect!"

"Nothing beats human food. Ling Yuangou, you greedy bastard, leave some for me!"

The assembly of powerful figures at this engagement banquet was so dense that the faint silhouettes of Sky Patrol Guards began to flicker in the sky above.

It was a necessary precaution; after all, if everyone at these tables united, and if Li Mo got a little tipsy and decided to found a new 'Great Yu Dynasty,' what would happen then?

As disciples under Shang Wu, the Sky Patrol Guards genuinely believed such a thing was possible.

However, the Sky Patrol Guards didn't realize that another group was just as anxious as they were.

Seated at a corner table, the members of the Demon Summoning Cult and the Spirit Link Sect were exchanging looks, their brows drenched in sweat.

"Deputy Cult Leader, the number of factions that showed up is way beyond our estimates."

"They all seem to have deep ties with Li Mo. If we strike later, won't we be trampled by the mob?"

"It’s one thing for the righteous Sects to show up, but damn it, why are the people from the Drizzle Pavilion here too?"

"And they’re actually sharing a table and drinking with the Yunzhou government officials!"

"Eh? Hall Master Luo, didn’t you have a different mission? Why are you here as well?"

The cultists messaged each other through tokens, all of them feeling a sense of dread.

Vicious as they were, they knew the difference between a risky mission and a suicide run.

Yuwen Cuojin maintained a serious expression as he tried to calm them:

"It doesn't matter. Our plan is meticulous. We aren't staging a frontal raid on the mountain gate. We are using our wits. If we only relied on Cultivation and brute force, how could our Sacred Cult have survived this long?"

"Furthermore, while Li Mo has his allies, we have the support of the Black Soil Immortal!"

Situ Ding nodded in agreement, adding, "Overall, we hold the advantage!"

Upon hearing this, the cultists felt a bit more relaxed, keeping their expressions neutral to avoid suspicion.

Indeed, they still possessed the Immortal’s backing.

"By the way, has the Immortal already snuck into the Clear Abyss Sect? Why haven’t we spotted him?"

"Quiet! If even we could see him, would it still be called immortal methods?"

"I think that cook who just walked past the kitchen looked a bit like the Immortal."

"I thought the guy who just dropped from the sky dragging a bald man looked like the Immortal’s guardian. Definitely a high-level demon."

"You moron, that was Shang Wu."

As the table continued to speculate, the front of the venue suddenly grew silent.

Following Shang Qinqing’s loud announcement, "The couple arrives!", all eyes turned toward the entrance. Thousands of rose-red magpies appeared out of thin air, taking flight to form a magnificent 'Magpie Bridge' in the sky.

The bridge stretched from the mountain gate all the way to the main hall, a display of incredible splendor.

To create the perfect wedding atmosphere, Clan Leader Shang had utilized every ounce of his skill...

Li Mo stood at one end of the Magpie Bridge, dressed in vibrant red wedding robes.

The onlookers felt a sense of awe, noticing a subtle yet profound change in him since their last encounter.

In their eyes, he had been many things: the little tyrant of the Clear Abyss Sect, a swordsman who was strangely adept with a hammer, the wealthy benefactor Li, or a genius who constantly broke common sense...

But today, his face was soft, and his eyes seemed to contain an entire galaxy of stars.

And that galaxy was waiting for its moon, who was currently draped in the red of twilight.

Ying Bing appeared in her wedding dress, wearing a phoenix coronet and ceremonial robes, her figure looking tall and elegant. Even with her face hidden behind a veil, everyone could imagine a beauty that transcended the mortal realm.

After all, even a hero like Young Master Li had fallen for her charms.

Ouyang, who had recently hit a writer's block with "The Overbearing Empress Loves Me," had been tearing his hair out in frustration. Suddenly, a bolt of inspiration hit him.

He had never been able to visualize how a cold, distant goddess-like fairy would show affection.

Now, the image was clear.

"So I was merely the messenger for Junior Brother Li and Junior Sister Ying..." Ouyang murmured, picking up his brush to start painting.

The two walked across the Magpie Bridge in silence.

Yet, as their hands met, a thousand words passed between them without a sound.

"Pop—"

Countless dream butterflies appeared, followed by the bursting of shimmering bubbles.

Within these bubbles, scenes from their first meeting until now flickered—hazy but vivid memories of the trials and journeys they had shared together.

"At least my prediction was right; Li Mo truly brings fortune to his wife," Tian Miao remarked, nodding as she joined the applause.

Meanwhile, Tian Xun pulled out a fresh notebook and began writing frantically. Between Ouyang’s art and the next edition of the "Nine Heavens and Ten Lands Chronicles," even those who weren't present would feel like they had witnessed the event.

"These two children have finally made it."

The Elders of the Clear Abyss Sect felt a wave of emotion. Though most were solitary cultivators, at this moment, they felt the pride of parents watching their children grow up.

"Kiss!" a voice yelled... naturally, it was Shang Qinqing again.

"Kiss!"

"Kiss!"

The chant quickly spread through the venue, growing louder with every heartbeat.

"Dream butterflies... Hiss, did the Immortal’s guardian actually infiltrate the wedding party?"

Yuwen Cuojin couldn't help but clap along.

"What a brilliant move! Why didn’t that occur to us?" Situ Ding was both startled and impressed.

Realizing they were losing their cool, the two cough lightly and went back to their food and drink to avoid being noticed.

"Kiss!"

This particular shout came directly from their own table.

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The two deputy cult leaders froze, realizing the shout had come from Luo Yexian.

"Luo Yexian, did you catch feelings just from getting beaten up?"

"No, Cult Leader! Everyone else is screaming. If our table stays silent, won't we look suspicious?"

Situ Ding and Yuwen Cuojin leaned back slightly.

They suspected Luo Yexian was actually just caught up in the romance.

But damn it, his logic was sound.

And so, on the main peak of the Clear Abyss Sect, amidst a chaotic gathering of various powers, a rare consensus was reached.

They all wanted to see the newlyweds share a kiss.