"You said there were no Goddesses here?" Wang Mu asked.
"There are..." Gu Yuqing's palm gently touched the piece of ice, as if unlocking a certain shackle. In that instant, a marvelous ice-blue radiance erupted, swiftly enveloping everything.
Wang Mu's heart trembled. Could this be the final test of the Immortal Mansion?
The surrounding landscape changed rapidly.
"Congratulations, fellow Taoist, on finding such a wonderful match."
Wang Mu regained his senses, only to find himself dressed in a bright red wedding robe, holding hands with a graceful woman also clad in a red bridal gown. They were joined by a red brocade ribbon.
Looking around, he saw it was the Sword Sect's Upper Cloud Peak.
The surrounding Disciples were offering congratulations, and in the distance, Sect Master Jian watched with a smile.
Among the Disciples, besides those from the Sword Sect, there were also Disciples from the Fengyue Sect.
