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Chapter 9 - Chapter 10: The Wedding of the Century & The Twin Empresses.**

Chapter 10: The Wedding of the Century & The Twin Empresses.

The Next Day. Mist Cloud City.

The sun had barely kissed the horizon, but Mist Cloud City was already a hive of chaotic energy. 

A decree from the City Lord's Manor had dropped like a mountain into a pond, sending shockwaves through every tea house and martial hall.

"Did you hear? The Golden Dragon Pavilion and the City Lord's Estate have declared a Blood Alliance!"

"That's not the half of it... Jiang Yi is marrying Lady Zi Ling today! As his Second Wife!"

The news was a physical blow to the city's youth. 

Men wept openly in the streets. 

Zi Ling, the "Iceberg Goddess," was the untouchable dream of every cultivator from the Nine Heavens to the Yellow Springs.

 To hear she was entering a harem—

joining the "Queen of Gold" Su Ruoyan under a man once called "trash"—was a bitter pill to swallow.

"Two Empresses? One man? Is Jiang Yi's Dantian made of dragon-bone and his kidneys made of steel?"

"He must have saved the entire Nine Heavens in his previous life!"

The City Lord's Estate. The Main Hall.

The atmosphere was a riot of celebratory crimson. 

Thousands of red lanterns hung from the rafters, their glow reflecting off the jade pillars.

Jiang Yi stood at the center of the hall, draped in wedding robes of deep vermilion embroidered with soaring golden dragons. 

He didn't need to release his aura; his presence alone, stabilized and sharpened by the Primal Chaos, gave him the air of an ancient monarch.

Beside him stood Zi Ling. The cold, aloof disciple was gone. She wore a traditional red gown with a daringly low neckline that showcased her elegant collarbones and the flawless, snow-white swell of her breasts.

 Her silver hair was held by Phoenix pins that chimed with every breath.

 Her face, usually a mask of winter, was flushed with the unmistakable radiance of a woman who had been thoroughly "thawed."

"Hahaha! Good! Magnificent!" City Lord Zi roared, slapping Jiang Yi's shoulder with enough force to crack the floorboards. 

"Son-in-law, you move like lightning! Yesterday a 'consultation,' today you take my daughter's hand!"

"Time is the only currency I don't waste, Father-in-law,

" Jiang Yi replied with a calm smirk.

The City Lord's expression sobered.

 "The Blood Sect will see this as a declaration of war. You've united the city's wealth and its steel. You are the shadow over their sun now."

"Let them watch from the shadows then," Jiang Yi's eyes flickered with a lethal, golden light.

 "Today is for joy. If anyone tries to stain this red carpet with anything but flower petals... I'll use their internal organs to decorate the city gates."

The Meeting of the Wives.

The procession reached the Golden Dragon Pavilion, where Su Ruoyan waited to receive them. 

She was dressed in regal purple—the color of the First Wife, the Matriarch. 

Though her silken robes hid her early pregnancy, her aura of command was absolute.

Zi Ling stepped forward, her usual frost replaced by a visible, endearing nervousness. 

She bowed low. "Big... Big Sister Ruoyan."

Ruoyan looked at Zi Ling. She smelled the faint, musky scent of Jiang Yi lingering on the younger girl

—the scent of a successful "treatment." .

A flash of sisterly jealousy flickered in her eyes, quickly replaced by the pragmatism of a Queen.

"You look breathtaking, Sister Zi Ling," Ruoyan said, her voice softening as she took Zi Ling's cold hands into her own. 

"Tell me, did that brute bully you too ruthlessly yesterday? He has a habit of forgetting his own strength."

Zi Ling's face turned the color of her wedding dress. "He... he was very dominant. But... I found I didn't want him to stop."

Ruoyan laughed, leaning in to whisper in Zi Ling's ear. 

"Good. Now that you're part of the family, you share the burden. 

My body needs rest for the heir. Tonight, he is entirely your problem.

 Make sure you drain every drop of that energy out of him, or he'll start breaking the furniture."

[System Notification: Harem Harmony Achieved!]

[Reward: The Twin Empress Halo (Passive).]

[Effect: When both wives are within 100 meters, Host's Cultivation and Recovery speeds increase by 200%.]

That Night. The Bridal Chamber.

The guests had finally cleared out, leaving the Pavilion in a heavy, expectant silence. 

Jiang Yi entered the master suite, the air thick with the scent of dragon-phoenix candles and expensive incense.

Zi Ling sat on the edge of the massive bed. The red silk of her gown contrasted sharply with her pale, moonlight skin. 

She looked up as he locked the door, her silver eyes misty with a hunger she no longer tried to hide.

"Husband," she whispered.

"Where is Ruoyan?" Jiang Yi asked, his voice already dropping into that predatory, low register.

"Sister Ruoyan retired to the guest wing," Zi Ling bit her lip, her chest heaving.

 "She said... tonight is my official 'Initiation.

' She wants your full, undivided attention.

 She wants you to break me in properly."

Jiang Yi walked over, the heat rolling off his body making the very air shimmer. 

He stood between her knees, his presence looming over her like a storm cloud. He ran a hand down her bare shoulder, leaving a trail of fire in his wake.

"You're brimming with energy, Ling-er," he noted, his thumb tracing the pulse in her neck. "The Mid Spirit Core realm suits you. But your Yin is restless."

"Yes," Zi Ling stood up, her hands trembling as she fumbled with his heavy silken belt. 

She pressed her soft, yielding body against his hard, muscular chest.

 "The cold... it's not gone. It's just waiting. I feel empty, Jiang Yi. I feel like a void that only you can fill."

She pushed the robes off his shoulders, exposing his bronzed, corded muscles. She looked into his burning golden eyes with a desperate, naked intensity.

"Don't be a physician tonight. Don't be a gentleman. Be the monster that melted the Iceberg Goddess. 

Ravage me until I can't remember my own name."

Jiang Yi's self-control snapped like a dry twig. He hoisted her up and threw her back onto the plush mattress.

"As you wish, Second Wife."

RIP.

He didn't bother with the intricate silk ties. He grabbed the front of her wedding dress and shredded it down the middle, exposing her heaving, snow-white breasts and the tiny sapphire nipple looks pink with luster blue ice.

"Ah!" Zi Ling gasped as the cool night air hit her skin, followed immediately by the scorching heat of his mouth.

"You are a masterpiece of ice," Jiang Yi growled, his teeth grazing her nipple through the thin silk. 

"And tonight, I'm going to carve my name into your soul."

He stripped her bare, tossing the remnants of the 'Wedding of the Century' to the floor. 

He moved over her, his thick, muscular thigh forcing her legs wide apart.

"Prepare yourself, Ling-er," he whispered against her lips, his breath hot and smelling of wine and desire. 

"I'm going to go deeper than yesterday. I'm going to plant my seed so deep in your core that you'll never feel a chill again."

"Please... Husband... claim me! Fill me with your filthy Cum!"

 Zi Ling cried out, her legs wrapping around his waist like a vice, pulling his heavy, throbbing length toward her arching pu*sy.

Jiang Yi thrust inside vaginal opening in one violent, seamless motion.

"OHHHH!"

Zi Ling's head slammed back into the pillows, her eyes rolling into her head. The sensation was cataclysmic—the ultimate collision of Fire and Ice.

The room filled with the raw, rhythmic sounds of skin slamming against skin. 

Jiang Yi pounded into her with a relentless, punishing pace, his hips hitting her with the force of a battering ram.

"Harder! F*ck me harder!" Zi Ling screamed, her voice hoarse, her dignity discarded on the floor with her dress.

 "I want to feel you in my womb! Give me everything!"

[System Notification: Dual Cultivation—Peak Resonance!]

[Yang Essence Transfer: 100% Efficiency.

For the rest of the night, the Golden Dragon Pavilion echoed with the sounds of the Iceberg Goddess being thoroughly conquered, her screams of pleasure a testament to the fact that the fire had finally, permanently, won.

Author's Note:

Chapter 10 is finally here — the Wedding of the Century begins.

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