Nian Shutong leaned forward, gripping the edge of the table with both hands, disbelief filling her eyes.
"This shouldn’t be—-"
"The bride arrives."
At the announcent of the bride’s arrival, Nian Shutong stared directly at the procession coming towards her.
Indeed, it was a procession.
The chanical Clan mbers, wearing red veils on the tops of their heads, were lined up as they approached.
"One, two, three, four... one hundred and seven, one hundred and eight."
One hundred and eight mbers of the chanical Clan, each adorned with a red veil, passed in front of Nian Shutong. They ascended the platform, forming five rows as they lined up.
"Please, bring forth the groom, our king."
Rubble finally made his entrance.
He wore a yellow book-shaped hat on his head, sauntering up slowly to stand in the center position.
Then, Nian Shutong watched as Rubble married one hundred and eight brides. The officiant asked each for their consent, and Rubble only said once that he was willing, while each bride said it too, making the ceremony last approximately two minutes.
Sitting below, Nian Shutong really wanted to stand up and express her unwillingness. What kind of twist was this, and why did adorable Rubble suddenly marry one hundred and eight wives?
Is this what he ant by bearing the responsibility of chanical Clan’s legacy?
For a mont, it was sowhat hard to accept.
It’s as if she thought her "son" was a simple and adorable young man, but turned out to be a playboy of the sea, the reality was a bit difficult to take in.
"The ceremony is complete; next, our king will consummate the marriage and bless them."
Sitting below, Nian Shutong nervously gripped Lin Mu’s hand, asking apprehensively, "Should I watch, or not?"
"I don’t know."
Lin Mu was equally puzzled by this peculiar ceremony that invites everyone to witness the consummation.
Nian Shutong, with a nervous expression, couldn’t decide whether to close her eyes or keep them open, tensely watching the scene unfold before her, unsure of what to do.
Rubble on the steps began.
"It’s over, it’s over, it’s over."
Nian Shutong felt she was more nervous than Rubble onstage. She blinked one eye closed, and opened the other slightly, ready to close it at any mont.
Rubble walked to the first bride in the first row and raised a finger, pointing at the chanical Clan bride’s brow.
"First consummation complete, second consummation begins."
Down below, Nian Shutong blinked, thinking it’s done?
She exchanged glances with Lin Mu, and they understood each other’s thoughts: You were overthinking it.
They were actually quite straightforward; it was just the two of them who had overly complicated thoughts.
The one hundred and eight consummations were completed, the ceremony ended, and Rubble stepped down from the platform, standing before Nian Shutong.
"Ms. Nian Shutong, let’s go ho."
"Where to?"
"Ho."
Nian Shutong stood up and asked Rubble, "You won’t stay here?"
Rubble shook his head in confusion, touching his heart with one hand, asking, "Does Ms. Nian Shutong not want Rubble anymore?"
"Of course not!"
Nian Shutong imdiately denied it. Why wouldn’t she want Rubble?
"Rubble, ever since we first t, you’ve been saying you need to find the chanical Clan and fulfill the mission of their legacy. Now you’ve found them, but you still want to leave with ?"
"Rubble has completed the mission of legacy, initiated the transmission of wisdom for them, and wants to be with Ms. Nian Shutong."
This sentence made Nian Shutong’s nose tingle.
"Rubble! Brother, I miss you!"
Nian Shutong initially intended to embrace Rubble, but seeing Ha Ha rushing over from behind, tightly hugging Rubble, tears began to flow.
"Ha Ha is right; we miss you and can’t be without you."
Nian Shutong successfully left the chanical Clan with Rubble. The chanical Clan had no reluctance towards Rubble’s departure; for them, it was quite normal.
However, Rubble remained the king of the chanical Clan.
A king acknowledged by everyone; their criteria are simple: Rubble is the smartest of the chanical Clan; thus, he is king.
After the few of them left the chanical Clan, they contacted Fu Yunhe of the Eastern Continent, reassuring him that Rubble was safe and that they would be heading back to the Ghost Clan first.
On the other side, Fu Yunhe, upon receiving the news, abandoned his original plans and imdiately returned to the Western Continent.
When Nian Shutong and her companions arrived at the Ghost Clan, they found the entrance bustling with activity.
"Intruders will be killed without rcy."
"We did not intrude, we cannot be killed."
At the Ghost Clan entrance, several Ghost Clan elders faced off with a few tall Beast Clan mbers, who insistently claid they weren’t trespassing.
The Ghost Clan elders felt overwheld by the Beast Clan’s inability to communicate on the sa level; talking with them was exhausting.
"What’s going on?"
"Madam!"
The elders looked at Nian Shutong with eyes searching for their savior, saying, "These Beast Clan mbers want to find Ha Ha."
"Beast God!"
"Beast God!"
Hearing this familiar na again, Nian Shutong recalled the five Beast Clan mbers at the Boundless Cliff; today, there were even more, appearing quite capable.
The five Beast Clan mbers, who already believed Ha Ha to be the Beast God, excitedly approached him.
Ha Ha imdiately hid behind Nian Shutong, his handso face, much taller than Nian Shutong, trying to appear cautious.
"Good people, protect Ha Ha."
"Don’t worry."
Nian Shutong looked at the silent Beast Clan mbers opposite them and asked, "What brings you to our Ghost Clan?"
"Greetings, Human Clan’s king."
The Beast Clan elder’s words left Nian Shutong sowhat stunned, having forgotten or not yet adapted to her status.
"Hello."
"We seek the Beast Clan’s king. As I understand, the chanical Clan mber behind you is now their king, and on Xuanling Continent, five of the six clans have kings, only the Beast Clan’s king is left."
"The Beast Clan’s king is destined to return. We’ve co to bring him ho."
With a mysterious tone, the elder spoke, prompting Nian Shutong to refuse to feign ignorance, straightforwardly asking, "I wish to know what the Beast God must do? How are you sure Ha Ha is your Beast Clan’s king?"
"If not, what will you do?"
The elder didn’t answer imdiately but asked Nian Shutong, "May we discuss inside?"
"Very well, please."
Nian Shutong invited the Beast Clan mbers into the Ghost Clan, and once everyone was seated in the conference hall, the Beast Clan elder spoke again.
"To be honest, the Beast Clan senses the Beast God through bloodlines. Currently, there is a designated candidate for the Beast God, ready to accept the legacy, but I feel he is not genuine."
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