Chapter 974: Grand Finale

Ni Chang blocked the path of Qin Feixue and the others.

"You are Ye Qingran's gang; today you all must bury her with you!" Ni Chang said, her gaze falling on Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen, "Especially her children!" She wanted to, in Ye Qingran's presence, cruelly abuse her children, letting her die in endless despair!

"Ni Chang, you can try." Ye Qingran's voice came faintly, as if from hell.

Ni Chang's back stiffened; for a moment she felt the aura of death, but then she thought, today only Ye Qingran can die!

Hai La sneered, "Ye Qingran, you can't even protect yourself, yet you still want to shield your children?"

"Who said she can't protect herself?"

Ye Fan's words fell, and hundreds of auras descended.

"Your Highness, we have come late!"

The leader was an old man; this group of people turned out to be strong warriors of the Divine Clan.

Seeing the arrivals, Hai La's face darkened. She hadn't expected the Divine Clan's people to come so quickly.

"Hai La, you have committed great treason; your sin deserves ten thousand deaths!"

"Death?" Hai La scoffed, "It's you who will die! Soul-Guiding Star Lord, submit to me, and I can spare your life—how about that?"

"Hai La, I see you are obstinate and unenlightened!"

"Those who follow me prosper; those who oppose me perish! I give you one chance to choose: follow me, and today I will spare your life!"

No one paid Hai La any heed.

"If that's the case, then go die!"

The Four Spirits Legion, as if having received orders, surged forward in unison to kill the Divine Clan's people.

Although the dead spirits were many and strong, the Divine Clan's warriors were no pushovers; each possessed supreme skills—take the Soul-Guiding Star Lord, for example, his power is unfathomable, and he handles multiple dead spirits with ease.

Reinforcements for the Divine Clan kept arriving in an endless stream.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine." Ye Fan whispered in comfort.

Ye Qingran hummed in response; at this moment she was searching for Fu Hanxiu's traces—just moments ago she had clearly seen him, but in the blink of an eye he vanished.

"Damn it!" Seeing the Four Spirits Legion dwindling, Hai La gritted her teeth, her expression turning grave.

She had intended a surprise attack, but she hadn't expected Ye Fan to have been cautious; the Divine Clan's forces arrived too quickly, and if this continued she would very likely be defeated.

Just then, a breeze blew past; everyone sensed something amiss, and the next instant they heard a "crack"—the barrier was covered in cracks.

The Supreme Barrier... shattered!

Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene.

"Huh?" Hai La's eyes flashed; she clearly sensed a familiar aura.

"This is..."

Above the void, a ripple of water flowed past, and a black silhouette gradually appeared.

He was tall and slender, his face peerlessly handsome, his demeanor extraordinarily elegant.

Suspended in the void, like an emperor looking down upon the world, the black aura swirling around him made him appear like a demon god.

Demon God Descends!

Ye Qingran furrowed her brows slightly; Fu Hanxiu's eyes flickered with an eerie crimson.

"Hahaha~ Truly heaven aids me! Demon God Obsession! It is the Demon God Obsession!" Hai La laughed loudly.

Demon God Obsession?

"You are doomed!" Hai La pointed at Ye Qingran and sneered.

"I'm not sure if we will die, but you—you are doomed!"

As Ye Qingran's words fell, the Supreme Divine Staff in her hand flew off, spinning continuously several zhang ahead of her; she thrust forward with one hand, a rainbow shot straight down like lightning toward Hai La—Hai La's pupils contracted, she hurriedly dodged, yet even so, one of her arms was melted!

"How could this...?"

Hai La said in disbelief.

Everyone looked at Ye Qingran, even Ye Fan—who, as the God Emperor of the Divine Clan, could not unleash the full power of the Divine Staff, yet she did!

Ye Qingran shrugged; it seemed she had suddenly realized— that strike had been an instinct, as if she had always known how to do it.

Not long ago, the fragmentary memories that had flashed in her mind began to piece together, some scenes gradually becoming clear.

With a thought of hers, the black shattered fragments flew toward the Divine Staff before her, white and black light intertwining.

After a blinding flash of light, the two merged into one—a crystal-clear longbow gleaming with a lustrous sheen.

Ye Qingran grasped the longbow, drew and shot; a black-feathered arrow turned into a stream of light shooting toward Hai La.

Straight to the heart!

At this moment she was like a Female War God, unstoppable in all directions!

At this moment she was like a Female War God, unstoppable in all directions!

Hai La's pupils constricted; she never imagined she would fall into Ye Qingran's hands!

She could not even imagine how Ye Qingran fused the Supreme Divine Staff and the shattered remnants into a divine bow!

"Kill me, and you will still die—he... will not spare you!"

Hai La pointed at Fu Hanxiu.

"Ha, haha..."

Crimson blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, staining her teeth, making her look especially ferocious.

She wanted to live a little longer, to personally watch Ye Qingran and these people die!

Fu Hanxiu's eyes were crimson; the world he saw at this moment was a sea of blood.

His beloved woman died horribly before his eyes, vanishing from this world...

The pain of being near five spread in his heart, he felt endless sorrow, he wanted to return to this world, to have everyone bury her with him!

Waves of dark aura emanated from Fu Hanxiu, the Demon Flower's light grew ever brighter, the Dead Qi grew thicker, his strength rose steadily, reaching a level that even the Flawless Emperor feared.

"This is..."

"The legendary..."

Everyone's eyes were filled with fear; if we let him continue like this, the world couldn't withstand how long he would keep tossing about!

"Too strong, this man is too strong!"

Ye Qingran gripped the divine bow in her hand, the speed at which fragments pieced together in her mind grew faster and faster, each image becoming more complete; finally she suddenly lifted her gaze, her eyes filled with an unprecedented clarity!

"So that's how it is!"

She slightly curled her lips, finally understanding everything.

Kong Sang Da Di was her past life; back then she battled the evil god, and although she defeated the evil god, her own flesh body was destroyed, and she entered reincarnation.

The Devil God Taiyi, that is Fu Hanxiu's past life, was stimulated by her death, and before following her into reincarnation, he left an obsession.

The remnants of the evil god turned into Dead Qi, lurking in dark corners, constantly breeding and growing, which is the present undead Dead Qi.

Ye Qingran put away the divine bow and walked toward Fu Hanxiu.

"Sis, danger!"

Lu Yunfeng and Qiu Yue Lang looked anxious. Besides them, Qin Feixue and the others were also worried.

The Emperor Sovereign now is no longer the Emperor Sovereign of before; if he disregards his kin, Ye Qingran will be in great danger!

"It's fine." Ye Qingran smiled, her smile inexplicably reassuring.

"Don't worry, Mother will definitely be able to awaken Father Lord!"

Xiao Chen said seriously, Xiao Hu nodded vigorously.

Fu Hanxiu's gaze locked onto the approaching Ye Qingran; there was not a trace of emotion in his eyes, instead filled with warning, as if Ye Qingran dared to step closer, she would be reduced to ashes.

"Taiyi, it's me."

Ye Qingran spoke gently, and the originally world-weary and cruel Fu Hanxiu trembled all over, as if turned to stone.

Ye Qingran lifted her foot again, approaching Fu Hanxiu, standing before him, lifting her gaze to look at him.

So that's why he forgot himself—he was under the influence of his past life's obsession!

Everyone's previous confusion and anger have now vanished like smoke.

Everything he did was because he loved too deeply; how could she blame him?

Ye Qingran slowly reached out her hand, touching Fu Hanxiu's cheek, "Taiyi, I've returned."

The stars shift, the seas turn to mulberry fields.

We have finally reunited.

Fu Hanxiu's pupils trembled, his red lips moved slightly, "Sang'er..."

"It's me, Taiyi."

"Sang'er, you've finally returned!"

Fu Hanxiu held Ye Qingran in his arms with great force, as if wishing to fuse her into his very bones and blood.

This reunion after ten thousand years is finally complete.

One month later.

Yun Tribe.

Ten miles of red bridal adornment, lanterns strung with colorful decorations.

This is the liveliest day the Yun Tribe has seen in decades.

In Ye Qingran's courtyard, all were handsome young men carefully dressed up!

Lu Yunfeng, Qiu Yue Lang, Nangong Mo, Qin Zixie, Gu Wuyou, Xuan Yuan Luo, Feng Yi, Ling Shaoyang, etc. —which of them isn't a stunningly handsome man picked from among ten thousand?

In the boudoir, beautiful women gathered like clouds.

Han Xing, Leng Yue, Bai Bing, Qin Feixue, Duan Yu, Hong Wu, Xia Zhimeng, Zhu Qiqi, etc. —all are top-notch beauties, each with distinct looks, a feast for the eyes.

Ye Qingran sat before the dressing table, letting them do her makeup and pick out her clothes, half-asleep.

"Miss, today is your wedding day; you should be excited, why are you so sleepy?"

Ye Qingran could barely keep her eyes open, "Oh, I'm pregnant."

Everyone: (ΩДΩ)

"Little Ran'er, can Third Uncle come in?"

The door opened, and three handsome men with dragon-like bearing and phoenix-like grace walked in—turns out they were Ye Qingran's three uncles: Yun Zhonghe, Yun Zhongyue, and Yun Zhongge.

Today is Ye Qingran's big day; the three uncles have put a lot of thought into their attire, especially Third Uncle Yun Zhongge, who is extremely handsome!

"How come I don't see my mother?"

Ye Qingran then realized she hadn't seen Yun Ling for a while.

After Ye Fan arrived at the Yun Tribe, Yun Ling woke up, and the two lived a carefree, shameless life, their relationship enviable.

"Your mother can't bear to part with you, so she hid away to wipe her tears." Yun Zhonghe explained.

Ye Qingran then opened her eyes, a warmth welling up in her heart.

"The groom is here! Everyone get ready!" Qin Zixie shouted loudly, and everyone instantly went on high alert.

"No way, we absolutely can't let that brat Fu Hanxiu easily take away our Yun Family's treasure!"

The three uncles, rarely in agreement, united against a common enemy.

Not long after, a procession filed in, led by Fu Hanxiu.

Today he wore all-red robes, making him look even more magnificent and outstanding, unrivaled in heaven and earth.

He led a delicately carved little boy in one hand—turns out it was Xiaohu Xiaocheng. Xiaohu Xiaocheng also wore festive attire today, a lovely smile on his face, utterly adorable.

Behind Fu Hanxiu stood a lineup of handsome men.

From Fu Yi to Fu Jiu, every one is a handsome man, each with his own traits—for example, Fu Yi, tall and sturdy, made Bai Bing unable to resist drooling.

"If you want to take the bride, you must pass my gate!" Bai Bing stood in front of the door and shouted.

"Oh? What do you want?"

Bai Bing was stunned, and inexplicably pointed at Fu Yi, asking, "Will he do?"

Fu Hanxiu looked at Fu Yi; Fu Yi's mouth twitched, helplessly walking toward Bai Bing, who immediately lost his principles and stepped aside.

The crowd: "......"

Where is one's integrity?

After undergoing a series of trials, Fu Hanxiu finally saw Ye Qingran, and everyone obediently left, giving them space.

Ye Qingran was naturally beautiful; even without makeup she looked like a fairy. Today she wore light makeup and a wedding dress, reaching a new level of beauty that left Fu Hanxiu stunned, and more than that, moved him.

She put on the wedding dress for him; from now on, Ye Qingran is Fu Hanxiu's wife!

"I'm so happy." Fu Hanxiu's voice trembled slightly, feeling as if everything before him were a dream.

"Me too."

In this world, what could be happier than marrying for love?

"First bow to heaven and earth!"

"Second bow to the parents!"

On the high hall sat Yun Batian, Ye Fan, and Yun Ling.

Yun Ling's eyes were red; she wiped her wet corners with a handkerchief, while Ye Fan held her hand, feeling countless emotions.

"Good, good..." Yun Batian repeatedly said yes, his flushed face full of joy.

From losing his daughter to now seeing his granddaughter married, Yun Batian's life feels complete!

"Couple, bow to each other!"

Ye Qingran and Fu Hanxiu stood face to face, both wearing happy smiles, slowly bending toward each other.

From now on, they are husband and wife, holding hands for a lifetime, growing old together!

The high moon hung, the splendid lights just lit up; this grand wedding has just begun, just as their story has only just begun.

We have enough reason to believe that their future will be very, very happy...

(End of text)

The story of Fu Hanxiu and Ye Qingran ends here.

The story of Emperor Sovereign and Ran Jie continues in another world; they will be happy, and so will we, right?