Evil Emperor's Wild Consort

Chapter 1232: Feng Xiaoxiao’s Birthday (9)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

It was the day of the wedding and the sound of the drums filled the air while everyone bustled with excitement.

Numerous cultivators from various organizations have gathered to send their best wishes hence Wind Valley was now filled with people.

At this moment outside the Wind City’s gate, a woman in white slowly descended from the sky like a celestial being from a portrait. Her peerlessly beautiful face was surrounded by a cold aura while her cold eyes stared into the sky. The woman’s voice was as cold as ice as she said, "Wind Valley, Feng Xiaoxiao..."

She then slowly curled the corners of her lips while an endless chill emanated from her eyes. However, when she thought of the man that she had yearned for day and night, her anger soon turned into excitement.

"Brother Tian, I don’t care what Wind Valley has done to you, I want them to disappear from this world! No one is allowed to hurt my man!" The woman in white’s voice became even colder, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet. After a long pause, she dispersed the cold air surrounding her and spoke in an airy voice, "Besides, Brother Tian, I trust you and I know you will never betray our love. Wind Valley must have done something to you, I won’t let them get away with it!"

With that said, the woman in white’s body flashed and sped towards the sky and disappeared into the air above Wind Valley.

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"Congratulations, congratulations!"

A group of people amongst the crowd in Wind Valley joined their fists and bowed as they congratulated the Valley Lord.

The Valley Lord faced the crowd with a half-smile. Secretly, his heart was filled with anxiety. He knows that Feng Xiaoxiao was much too stubborn. What if Grand Lord Hong Lian does not show up for the wedding? All of Wind Valley would be made into a laughing stock then.

"Xiaoxiao, is he really coming?"

In the end, he could not take it anymore. He then turned towards Feng Xiaoxiao who was dressed in bright crimson bridal robes and asked with a frown on his face.

Feng Xiaoxiao’s head was covered by a crimson red cloth. Hence, it was impossible to see the look on her face. However, her voice was filled with absolute confidence as she spoke leisurely, "Father, don’t worry, he’ll be here. We just need to wait for now."

The Valley Lord wanted to say something but shut his mouth in the end. He then sighed gently in his heart for it was now too late for regrets.

If he had known that this would happen, he would never have agreed to Feng Xiaoxiao’s illogical request.

Now, it was almost time for the auspicious moment and the groom was nowhere to be seen.

"Hahaha." Someone burst into laughter. "Didn’t Wind Valley mention something about a wedding? Why do we only see the bride and not the groom?"

The Valley Lord glanced at the middle-aged man who had stepped out from behind the crowd. His gaze darkened and his grim features carried a sense of fury as he glared icily at him.

"Grand Lord Hong Lian is a man who honors his promise. He will be here! There’s no need for you to trouble yourself with worry, Sky Sect’s Sect Master."

The expression on the middle-aged man who had been addressed as the Sky Sect’s Sect Master turned icy. He then laughed coldly and replied disdainfully, "I have the feeling that Grand Lord Hong Lian isn’t coming! Who amongst us isn’t aware that the Grand Lord already has a wife whom he loves deeply. Why should he even come here?"

Underneath the red cloth, Feng Xiaoxiao clenched her fists in a tight grip. The murderous intent in her heart slowly spread out into the atmosphere.

Once Wind Valley falls into my hands, my first order of business will be to destroy the Sky Sect! I am not going to cower like my father who doesn’t seem to have the courage to do anything. Even if we become irreconcilable adversaries, I would devour the entire Sky Sect!

This was the price the Sky Sect’s Master would have to pay for having the audacity to laugh at me!

The Valley Lord’s expression turned into an ugly shade. He then scoffed, turned around and did not spare the Sky Sect’s Master a second glance.

"The Sky Sect Master’s power is around the same level as Wind Valley’s." Feng Yuqing lowered his eyes as he whispered into Gu Ruoyun’s ear. "Besides, both our organizations have never gotten along for over hundreds of years. The animosity between my father and the Sky Sect’s Master had been inherited from their predecessors. However, we were obligated to invite these organizations to Feng Xiaoxiao’s wedding. I could imagine what would happen when the Sky Sect’s Master and Father meet one another."