Chapter 125: The Wedding Ceremony

Her exclamation left Zhou Jingchen visibly puzzled.

"Why the look? Back then, I was lucky if my landlord even let me steal their virtual vegetables; a parade was a pipe dream."

Dragging him back to the Stone of Three Lives, the two began frantically dropping wedding invitations. With such a massive crowd, individual trading would have been exhausting, so they simply dropped them on the ground for people to pick up. By the end, they had no idea how many had been scattered; with hundreds of people packed around the small stone, it was impossible to tell who had grabbed one and who hadn't.

Helpless, they messaged the leaders of the three guilds—Heavenly Dao, Hermit Dongpo, and Red Boy—to move the group to the guild’s voice chat server. The hundreds of people crammed together were giving them both a headache. Heavenly Dao, reaching his limit, switched the channel to a sequential microphone mode. Indeed, the purple-ranked administrator of this channel was Heavenly Dao himself. When the server was first created, no one dared to own it, as no one wanted to be "above" Heavenly Dao. Consequently, he had built it himself; since he was already managing the Six Realms group, a few extra channels made no difference. Of course, this channel belonged to the Six Realms guild, while Heavenly Dao had also created two others: one for "Poetic Imagery" and one for the "Death-Wish Squad."

He pulled the two of them onto the stage, then stepped down without a word.

"Does everyone have an invitation? If not, private message me or Qianqian, and we’ll trade you one."

The public chat screen flooded with messages. Checking the game, they saw no private messages, so she spoke up again: "Everyone has them, right? We’re heading in then?"

In the game, for every couple to successfully marry, they must travel from the Stone of Three Lives into the Lake of Three Lives to perform the wedding ceremony. The parade from earlier was merely the equivalent of a traditional wedding procession. Both the parade and the ceremony could be experienced again even after marriage, so it held no consequence for players who were already wed.

The last time the two had married, it was done through a pilot service with both accounts logged in simultaneously; they had felt nothing of the experience. Upon entering the Lake of Three Lives, their in-game attire transformed once again into the Crimson Phoenix robes.

"Every time I see these Crimson Phoenix robes, I think they look even better," Yu Qian sighed.

"Well, of course. I drew them," a line of text appeared on the public screen. The sender was named Weaver Girl.

Zhou Jingchen paused for a moment but said nothing.

"That's right! Sister Weaver Girl, you're truly amazing. Every design draft you provide is incredibly beautiful," Yu Qian praised her with a smile.

"Naturally. Who do you think I am? I am the Weaver Girl," she replied, her tone brimming with pride.

"Am I not good at drawing?" another message popped up, this one from Su Daji.

Seeing this, Yu Qian choked, unsure of how to respond. Finally, Nüwa saved her from the predicament.

"Do you not know what your drawings look like? You’re corrupting the children!"

Su Daji wanted to protest, but the one scolding her was Nüwa—her beloved Nüwa. She had no choice but to bite her tongue and let the matter drop.

"I’m starting it," Zhou Jingchen interjected.

"Remember to turn on PK mode in a moment," Heavenly Dao’s message hung prominently on the screen.

Both of them broke into a cold sweat. It seemed a great battle was imminent.

It was only then that they realized there were hostiles mixed into the crowd. And not just anyone, but their old acquaintances: Nan Yuan’s fixed team.

"Is this Nan Yuan toxic? Is she deliberately targeting me?" Yu Qian was genuinely baffled.

"It’s because you’re the weakest link; she can only bully you," Su Daji retorted.

"Hey, hey, hey! No personal attacks!"

"It’s fine," Zhou Jingchen said dismissively. "Just hide behind us and keep us healed."

What did it matter if a whole fixed team showed up? There were two or three hundred of their own people here. Through sheer numbers alone, if everyone used a single skill, they could drain tens of thousands of health points from the intruders.

Clicking the NPC, they selected "Start."

At the same time, they began dropping red envelopes. This time, Zhou Jingchen set them to 5,210 coins each, dropping twenty per second.

The pair began their walk from the lakeside platform, crossing the bridge until they stopped before the house in the center of the lake. Once they halted, the formal ceremony began.

First bow to heaven and earth.
Second bow to the parents.
Husband and wife bow to each other.
The ceremony is complete.