Investing in the Reborn Empress, She Actually Calls Me ‘Husband’ Chapter 731: This wine simply must be drunk.

The midday sun hung high in the sky, casting three brilliant spotlights upon the open-air banquet.

From the mountain gate all the way to the main hall, the Clear Abyss Sect was overflowing with guests. Elder Qian was busy welcoming the visitors, his chubby face beaming like a meat bun with many folds.

Old Qian was secretly calculating: soon, with the birth of either a little ice block or a little troublemaker, there would be a full-moon feast.

After another round of gift money, your old Qian might truly become the strongest... well, the second strongest Elder in the Clear Abyss Sect!

There was a concrete reason why the gift money was so incredibly generous today.

Nearly all of Li Mo's former investment targets had gathered at the sect for this occasion.

"The wisest decision I've ever made in my life was becoming sworn brothers with Young Master Li."

"Grandpa Murong, your grandson is roughly the same age as Young Master Li, yet you..."

"Is there a problem? Is it not right?"

"The Heavenly Mountain Sword Manor and the Horizontal Cloud Sword City both sent representatives, and they haven't even started a fight. Young Master Li's influence is truly boundless."

"Brother Li, I've brought every single brother from the Gangdou Sect!"

"Human food is still the superior choice. Ling Yuangou, you bastard, save some for me!"

The assembly of powerful figures attending the engagement banquet was so massive that the faint silhouettes of Sky Patrol Guards had begun to manifest in the sky above.

After all, if the people seated at these tables united, and if Li Mo got a bit drunk later and suggested establishing a new 'Great Yu Dynasty', what would happen then?

As the disciples of Shang Wu, the Sky Patrol Guards felt this was a genuine possibility.

However, the Sky Patrol Guards never guessed that another group was just as nervous as they were.

At a corner table where the Demon Summoning Cult and the Spirit Link Sect were seated, everyone exchanged looks, their brows dripping with sweat.

"Deputy Cult Leader, far more factions have arrived than we calculated."

"And every one of them seems to have a deep connection to Li Mo. If we strike later, will we be mobbed by the crowd?"

"It's one thing for the Righteous factions to show up, but damn it, why are the people from the Drizzle Pavilion here too?"

"And they're sitting at the same table as the Yunzhou government officials, drinking together no less."

"Eh? Hall Master Luo, didn't you have a different mission? Why are you here as well?"

The cult members communicated through tokens, all of them feeling a sense of dread.

Despite their ruthless nature, they understood the boundary between danger and certain suicide.

Yuwen Cuojin, wearing a grave expression, tried to reassure his subordinates:

"It matters not. We have a meticulous plan. We aren't planning a frontal assault on the mountain gate; we are relying on wisdom. If we only depended on raw brute force, how could our Sacred Cult have survived until today?"

"Furthermore, Li Mo has his helpers, but we have the support of the Black Soil Immortal!"

Situ Ding nodded in agreement, adding, "Overall, the advantage remains with us!"

Hearing these words, the cult members felt a bit more relaxed, their expressions no longer betraying their panic.

Indeed, they still possessed the Immortal's assistance.

"By the way, has the Immortal already slipped into the Clear Abyss Sect? Why haven't we spotted him?"

"Nonsense! If even we could see him, would it still be called immortal methods?"

"I think that cook who just walked past the kitchen looked a bit like the Immortal."

"I think the one who just dropped from the sky, dragging a bald man, looked like the Immortal's guardian. Definitely a major demon."

"Idiot, that was Shang Wu."

While this table was busy speculating, the front of the venue suddenly grew silent.

Following Shang Qinqing's announcement of "The couple arrives!", countless eyes turned toward them. They witnessed thousands of rose-red magpies, appearing out of thin air, flying upward to form a 'Magpie Bridge' in the sky.

The bridge stretched from the mountain gate to the main hall, a display of unparalleled magnificence.

For what he considered the perfect wedding banquet, Clan Leader Shang had utilized every bit of his lifelong skill...

At one end of the Magpie Bridge stood Li Mo, dressed in vibrant red wedding robes.

The onlookers couldn't help but feel a sense of daze, noticing an indescribable change in him compared to their previous meeting.

In the eyes of the public, he might be the little tyrant of the Clear Abyss Sect, a swordsman who was strangely skilled with a hammer, the incredibly wealthy philanthropist Li, or a genius who constantly shattered expectations...

But today, his expression was soft, and his eyes seemed to contain an entire galaxy of stars.

And the galaxy in his eyes was waiting for its moon, which was currently draped in red twilight.

Ying Bing wore the wedding dress, phoenix coronet, and robes of rank, her figure appearing tall and elegant. Although her face was hidden behind a veil, one could easily imagine she was the peak of mortal beauty.

After all, even a hero like Young Master Li couldn't resist the allure of such a beauty.

Ouyang, who had recently stopped updating "The Overbearing Empress Loves Me" due to writer's block, had pulled out clumps of his own hair in frustration. Suddenly, a spark of inspiration hit him.

He had never been able to figure out how a goddess-like, aloof fairy would show tenderness.

Now, the image was clear in his mind.

"So I was just the porter for Junior Brother Li and Junior Sister Ying..." Ouyang muttered, picking up his brush to begin painting.

The two walked across the Magpie Bridge without saying a word.

Yet the moment their hands joined, a thousand unspoken words were shared between them.

"Pop—"

Countless dream butterflies appeared, followed by the bursting of dreamlike bubbles.

Within these bubbles, scenes from their first meeting until the present day flashed by—hazy yet real, showing the many trials and journeys they had faced together.

"At least my prediction was correct: Li Mo brings prosperity to his wife." Tian Miao couldn't help but nod and clap.

Tian Xun, meanwhile, pulled out a new notebook and began scribbling furiously. Between Ouyang's painting and the next issue of the "Nine Heavens and Ten Lands Chronicles," even those who missed this event would feel as if they had been present.

"These two children have finally made it."

The Elders of the Clear Abyss Sect couldn't help but feel moved. Though most were solitary cultivators, at this moment, they felt as if their own children had suddenly grown up.

"Kiss!" someone screamed... and it was definitely Shang Qinqing again.

"Kiss!"

"Kiss!"

For a moment, the chanting throughout the venue grew louder and louder.

"Dream butterflies... Hiss, the Immortal's guardian actually managed to infiltrate the wedding procession?"

Yuwen Cuojin also couldn't help but applaud the sight.

"What a brilliant move! Why didn't we think of that?" Situ Ding was both shocked and delighted.

Realizing they were losing their composure, the two quickly cleared their throats and returned to eating and drinking to avoid being noticed.

"Kiss!"

This particular shout came from their own table.

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The two deputy cult leaders were stunned for a second, realizing the shout had come from Luo Yexian.

"Luo Yexian, did you actually develop feelings after being beaten up?"

"No, Cult Leader! Everyone is shouting. If our table remains unusually quiet, wouldn't that make us stand out?"

Situ Ding and Yuwen Cuojin leaned back slightly.

Though they suspected Luo Yexian was actually just invested in the couple.

But damn it, what he said actually made sense.

And so, atop the Clear Abyss Main Peak, amidst a gathering of various conflicting forces, a unanimous agreement was reached.

They all wanted the newlyweds to share a kiss.