Chapter 580: Dowry of Three Thousand Six Hundred Stars

Three days later.

Above the Nine Heavens, the Yao Clan Heavenly Court, the Nan Tian Men gates wide open.

Dong—dong—dong—

Three hundred sixty-five bell tolls, echoing throughout the universe.

That was no ordinary bell sound, but three hundred sixty-five Zhou Tian Star Gods, using the power of their natal stars, striking the celebratory Dao Bell!

After the bell, celestial music rang out in unison.

Tens of thousands of Yao Clan maidens in colorful robes flew through the void, playing heavenly music, scattering flower rain across the sky.

Next, a procession of three thousand six hundred Taiyi Golden Immortal-level great yao, emerged from within the Nan Tian Men, mighty and grand.

Each one wore golden armor, held star banners, and bore solemn expressions.

What they carried was not an ordinary dowry, but countless stars refined by supreme magic, shrunk a hundred million times!

Three hundred sixty-five primary stars, three thousand three hundred thirty-five secondary stars.

Upon each star lay piles of various innate spiritual roots, divine metals, and celestial herbs.

Starlight blazed, treasure light shot into the heavens.

This was no longer a dowry—it was an entire miniature Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, presented as a gift!

This gesture shook the entire Great Wasteland.

Countless hidden powers peeking in all gasped in shock.

"Mad! Di Jun this bastard, he's truly gone mad!"

"This isn't a wedding—it's clearly him flaunting the Yao Clan's foundation to the entire Great Wasteland!"

"Those two on the Taiyin Star—what tremendous fortune..."

At the heart of the procession stood a palanquin drawn by nine quasi-sage-level Three-legged Golden Crows—the Nine Dragons Sandalwood Palanquin.

Di Jun wore the Great Red Nine Dragon Imperial Robe, crowned with an imperial diadem, standing upon the palanquin, handsome and magnificent, his aura swallowing mountains and rivers.

In his golden eyes, the usual hegemonic bearing and sternness were gone, replaced by anticipation and nervousness.

Inside the palanquin, Gu Yuan remained his frail self, half-leaning on the soft couch, cradling a warm stove.

He watched the extravagant display outside, then glanced at his elder brother's feigned calm—actually sweating palms—and silently amused himself.

"Elder brother, relax." He sent mentally, "It's just marrying a sister-in-law; you're acting like we're going to war."

Di Jun gave a dry cough, replying mentally: "Little brother, you don't understand—this is for elder brother… my first time."

Gu Yuan nearly laughed out loud.

This brother, decisive in slaughter, viewing myriad spirits as straw dogs, actually had such a pure side.

The procession advanced toward the Taiyin Star; wherever it passed, all sounds ceased, and the stars yielded.

……

At the same time.

Within the cold Guanghan Palace, the atmosphere contrasted sharply with the outside clamor.

"Sister, have you truly decided?"

Changxi grasped Xi He's hand, her eyes full of worry.

She wore a pale yellow palace robe, contrasting with Xi He's moon-white bridal attire.

"Mm."

Xi He nodded, her voice still cold, revealing no joy or anger.

"But… he is after all the Yao Clan Heavenly Emperor; I've heard he is domineering and fierce-tempered. If you marry him and suffer injustice…" Changxi's voice trembled.

These past days, whenever she thought of her sister leaving the Taiyin Star to marry a man she'd never met, her heart felt blocked.

Xi He looked at her sister's worried expression; her cold eyes softened slightly.

She reached out, stroked Changxi's head, and whispered: "Silly girl, what are you thinking? I and he are a heaven-made match, a necessity of the Yin-Yang Great Dao. This is heavenly decree, unrelated to love."

She paused, then added: "Furthermore, if I do not go, the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array will never be complete. Then the Witch-Demon War will reignite, all beings will suffer, and this Great Wasteland will fall into endless calamity."

Changxi nodded, half-understanding.

She knew her sister spoke truth, yet her heart clung desperately.

"Sister, will you… still play Five-in-a-Row with me, tell me… tell me the stories from that book?" Changxi whispered.

Xi He's body tensed imperceptibly.

In her mind, scenes from *Overbearing Heavenly Emperor Loves Me* arose unbidden, along with that Five-in-a-Row puzzle she could not fathom.

She glanced at the window—the ever-approaching splendid procession—and her voice drifted: "Perhaps… Donghuang Taiyi will play with you."

"Really?" Changxi's eyes lit up instantly.

Compared to that hegemonic Heavenly Emperor, she felt a hundred times more curious about this prince who could write strange books, devise strange games, yet was frail and sickly.

Just then, a maid's announcement came from outside the hall.

"Report to the Two Highnesses: the Heavenly Emperor's procession has arrived outside the palace."

Xi He drew a deep breath, rose to her feet.

She adjusted her bridal robes, restoring her eternally cold demeanor.

"Let's go, Changxi."

"Don't keep the Heavenly Emperor waiting."

She stepped out of the great hall; Changxi hurried after her.

When the two sisters appeared on the Bai Yu Guang Chang outside the Guanghan Palace, even Di Jun, who had seen countless beauties, found his breath catching.

Xi He, in moon-white bridal robes, graceful posture, peerless visage, aura cold as if not of this world—like the embodiment of the Taiyin Star, noble and distant.

Changxi, in pale yellow silk, stood lovely beside her sister, bright eyes and white teeth, glancing and radiating charm, bearing the liveliness of youth, adding the sole splash of color to this cold moon palace.

"Xi He (Changxi), pays respects to His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor."

The two sisters bowed gracefully to Di Jun.

Di Jun hurriedly descended from the carriage and palanquin, personally stepped forward, and made a gesture of support.

"Two fairies, no need for excessive courtesy."

His gaze fell upon Xi He's face, his eyes filled with amazement and gentleness.

"Today, following the pact of the Heavenly Dao, I come to welcome the Heavenly Queen."

He paused, his voice becoming incomparably solemn.

"From today forth, you are the Heavenly Queen, and shall share this Heavenly Mandate Qi with me, and jointly govern the Celestial Stars."

"I swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao, in this life, I shall never fail you."

Di Jun's oath spread throughout the Great Wasteland via the Heavenly Dao.

Countless great powers could sense the sincerity and imperial bearing contained within.

A trace of barely perceptible ripple flashed through Xi He's clear cold eyes, she nodded slightly: "Your servant, obeys the decree."

One word "your servant" established the sovereign-subject relationship, and also established the husband-wife relationship.

Boom!

The very moment her words fell, the Tai Yang Xing and the Taiyin Star, as if sensing something, simultaneously erupted with unprecedented brilliant radiance above the Heavenly Dome of the Great Wasteland.

One gold one silver, one yang one yin.

Two streams of Primordial Origin power, completely different yet sharing the same root and source, traversed the endless void and converged above the Heavenly Court.

The Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, under the infusion of this power, rumbled into operation.

Three hundred and sixty-five main stars, all shone brilliantly in unison.

The Qi Qi of the entire Orc Clan Heavenly Court, at this moment, surged wildly!