Chapter 1139 - 1137: Owe You a Grand Wedding, The Most Heartfelt Confession (Fourth Update)

Chapter 1139: Chapter 1137: Owe You a Grand Wedding, The Most Heartfelt Confession (Fourth Update)

"No, Sister Shengyi, you are very important."

"After a thousand sails, my destination is you."

Jun Xiaoyao said earnestly.

He reached out, gently brushing aside the white hair on Jiang Shengyi’s forehead.

Jiang Shengyi originally had a head full of dark, inky hair.

In the Immortal Ancient World, when Jun Xiaoyao entered the Forbidden Land’s Bronze Immortal Hall, even his Life Plate shattered.

Overnight, Jiang Shengyi’s dark hair turned white.

Morning as dark hair, evening as snow!

What kind of profound emotion is that?

Even now, Jiang Shengyi’s hair still remains as white as Cangxue.

Because it is a mark left by a wounded heart, no matter how high her cultivation, it’s difficult to restore.

Looking at Jiang Shengyi’s snow-white hair, Jun Xiaoyao felt that he should perhaps give a promise.

Otherwise, he would be too sorry for the woman before him.

Being gazed at with such tenderness by Jun Xiaoyao, Jiang Shengyi’s long eyelashes lowered, her face like morning clouds and snow, shy yet with a hint of joy.

But she was also a wise and perceptive woman, sensing that Jun Xiaoyao was not quite himself.

"Xiaoyao, what’s wrong, this isn’t like you usually..."

Jun Xiaoyao was introverted and calm, even in matters of the heart, he was very rational, giving people a sense of being emotionless.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao’s demeanor seemed unlike his usual self.

Naturally, Jiang Shengyi didn’t know that Jun Xiaoyao had seen a fragment of the future.

Though it might not be true, it’s like a shadow looming over Jun Xiaoyao.

"Sister Shengyi, should I give you a promise?"

Jun Xiaoyao gently encircled Jiang Shengyi’s slender waist, whispering into her ear.

"Wha... what..."

Jiang Shengyi’s mind went blank, as if she had lost her thought.

Then, unconsciously, sparkling tears slid down her creamy cheeks.

"Sister Shengyi, you..."

Jun Xiaoyao hadn’t expected Jiang Shengyi to react this way, he raised his hand, wiping away the tears on her face.

"No... it’s not that, it was just too sudden..."

Jiang Shengyi wiped her tears in a fluster, not knowing what to do.

It’s hard to imagine, this woman who, in the eyes of others, was as aloof as a Moon Palace Fairy, like an Exiled Immortal from the heavens.

Could show such a lost demeanor.

Yet this look also had a certain adorable charm of a small woman.

"Sister Shengyi, for the sake of my cultivation path, I’ve never given you a promise."

"Now I realize, it’s actually a form of selfishness."

Jun Xiaoyao understood.

He must continue on his cultivation path.

But he cannot let down the beauty beside him.

"Xiaoyao, what thoughts are weighing on you?"

Jiang Shengyi, being too smart, sensed that Jun Xiaoyao seemed to be hiding something.

Jun Xiaoyao gently shook his head.

He couldn’t speak of that fragment of the future.

For him, he wouldn’t allow such things to happen.

"Sister Shengyi, promise me, in the future, don’t do anything foolish for me," said Jun Xiaoyao.

Jiang Shengyi smiled gently, remaining silent.

She recalled the last test of the Queen Mother of the West when she received her inheritance.

The Queen Mother of the West had plucked out her own Twelve-Orifice Immortal Heart to save her beloved, Emperor Wu Zhong.

She asked Jiang Shengyi if she was willing to sacrifice herself to complete the one she loved the most.

Jiang Shengyi’s answer was, I am willing.

Even now, she still feels the same.

Looking at the silent Jiang Shengyi, Jun Xiaoyao could only sigh.

He knew that this woman also had her own stubbornness and persistence.

All he could do was prevent such a thing from happening.

Jun Xiaoyao and Jiang Shengyi each held a secret they couldn’t reveal to each other.

Yet they were the ones most willing to think and sacrifice for each other.

"Sister Shengyi, I owe you a grand wedding." Jun Xiaoyao said sincerely.

Jiang Shengyi’s eyes welled with moisture, glistening tears shining on her curled eyelashes.

She was joyful, having endured the torment for this day for who knows how long.

Yet she restrained the tearing pain in her heart and said, "Xiaoyao, I know you want to give me a promise, but..."

"Your journey is still long, if your heart is tied, how can you tread on that supreme path?"

"For you, I am willing to wait."

The most profound confession a woman can make is, I am willing to wait for you.

Jiang Shengyi knew that Jun Xiaoyao had a demon talent that surpassed all ancient and modern heroes.

His path stretched long ahead.

A premature marriage would only be a shackle.

As long as Jun Xiaoyao had this heart, she was satisfied.

Looking at the exceedingly gentle and considerate Jiang Shengyi, Jun Xiaoyao truly didn’t know what to say.

He, with indifferent emotions, had seen countless Divine Fairy Consorts, yet few women could truly capture his heart.

But Jiang Shengyi had accomplished it.

"Let’s take a step back, set a time, and get engaged." Jun Xiaoyao suggested.

One way or another, he had to give a promise.

Jiang Shengyi’s beautiful eyes were hazy, her snow-white face like a pear blossom in rain, those were tears of happiness.

She embraced Jun Xiaoyao, resting her head on his chest.

"By the way, Luo Li," Jiang Shengyi said.

"Luo Li, she..." Jun Xiaoyao didn’t know what to say.

To say he had no feelings at all for Jiang Luoli and her short stature would be impossible.

But this was a promise to Jiang Shengyi, he couldn’t speak of enjoying a harem life.

"Truth be told, I’m really the one who interloped. At your tenth birthday feast, Luo Li was the first to say she wanted to be your wife."

"All these years, you can’t let down that girl either."

Jiang Shengyi said, feeling a bit embarrassed.

After all, she had taken the lead later on.

She had waited for Jun Xiaoyao for so many years.

Jiang Luoli had waited just as long.

Jiang Luoli’s love for Jun Xiaoyao was no less than Jiang Shengyi’s.

"But..." Jun Xiaoyao hesitated to speak.

"Xiaoyao, you’re outstanding, so outstanding that monopolizing you alone makes me feel a bit uneasy, like I might not be worthy of you."

"Sister Shengyi, you’re too silly."

Jun Xiaoyao held Jiang Shengyi tighter.

It’s rare to meet such a gentle and understanding woman.

He was indeed fortunate and blessed to have her.

"Besides, I treat Luo Li like a younger sister. I’ve seen her infatuation and sincerity towards you."

"I couldn’t possibly monopolize you for selfish reasons and break Luo Li’s heart," Jiang Shengyi said.

If it were another woman, Jiang Shengyi wouldn’t know her reaction.

But with Jiang Luoli, she only felt guilt and compassion.

"Alright then."

Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

Since Jiang Shengyi agreed, there was no need for him to be hesitant, that wasn’t his style.

"Bring Luo Li in," Jiang Shengyi said.

Soon, Jiang Luoli was called in.

Her delicate face was puzzled and puzzled.

"Luo Li, are you willing to be with me and Xiaoyao?" Jiang Shengyi said tenderly.

Jun Xiaoyao also said, "Later, I want to give you both a promise, an engagement promise."

Hearing Jiang Shengyi and Jun Xiaoyao’s words, Jiang Luoli’s slender frame trembled, tears instantly falling uncontrollably.

Heavens know how long she had waited for this moment.

Since Jun Xiaoyao’s tenth birthday feast, she had clamored to be his wife.

Now, after so many years, she finally got her heart’s desire.

Her tear-filled eyes turned to Jiang Shengyi.

Knowing that without Jiang Shengyi’s approval, it would be hard to settle this matter.

"Sister Shengyi, it’s you, isn’t it?" Jiang Luoli said with a sob.

Previously, because of Jun Xiaoyao, she had developed a distance from Jiang Shengyi, even a bit of jealousy.

But Jiang Shengyi didn’t mind at all, and instead, understood her little whims.

Jiang Luoli immediately threw herself into Jiang Shengyi’s arms, unleashing all her emotions.

"Sister Shengyi, how can you be so gentle, if I were a man, I would definitely marry you ~" Jiang Luoli cried with joy.

"Silly Luo Li." Jiang Shengyi affectionately patted Jiang Luoli’s little head.

"Ahem, why do I feel a bit redundant here?"

Jun Xiaoyao cleared his throat beside them.

"Brother Xiaoyao is also Luo Li’s most, most beloved person."

Jiang Luoli turned and embraced Jun Xiaoyao.

Jiang Shengyi also smiled, leaning on Jun Xiaoyao’s shoulder.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao’s heart was filled.

No matter how chaotic the future, how world-shaking, how eras might change.

He would protect the ones he loved.

This is a man’s promise!