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Mi Xi gave an awkward smile, "Believe it or not, the bride is really you."

"What?" Lan Xi staggered and nearly fell down the steps in front of her.

She was completely dumbfounded.

Mi Xi explained, "There is someone in the Purple Mist Pavilion who looks exactly like you, also named Lan Xi. She’s the one marrying Crown Prince Ya."

Lan Xi was silent for half a minute before she finally grasped the situation.

Before she went to the sacrificial altar, she had left a wisp of her soul in her mother’s hands.

Looking at it now, the person getting married could be said to be her, but also not her.

She had already annulled the marriage contract with the Heavenly Clan; suddenly getting married again, even though the bride was not her personally, but merely a wisp of her soul, was unacceptable.

She had an unresolved enmity with the Heavenly Emperor in this life; she was not going to marry into the Heavenly Family.

"When is the wedding?" Lan Xi asked.

Mi Xi coughed and said, "I only just got the news, so today is the day of their grand wedding."

Lan Xi lightly brushed her sleeve, revealing the Blood Jade Fan, and strode out of the Demon Palace.

"Junior sister, are you really going?" Mi Xi asked, somewhat troubled as he followed her.

After all, she was no longer a person of the Heavenly Clan. If she were to disrupt the wedding, and the Heavenly Emperor grew angry and took action against her, wouldn’t that put her in a difficult position?

But in Lan Xi’s heart, even that single wisp of her soul couldn’t be allowed to be disregarded.

She wasn’t dead yet; she had to take back what belonged to her.

Not even a wisp of her soul should be an exception.

Inside the Heavenly Palace, lanterns were lit, and palace maids bustled about.

The Eastern Palace was already prepared with a red carpet on the ground, flowers blooming in profusion, everywhere exuding an auspicious and jubilant air.

The Lan Xi from the Purple Mist Pavilion was already dressed in a magnificent Phoenix Crown and Rosy Cloud Cape, unparalleled in her beauty.

The Goddess stood on the stone steps outside the Goddess Palace, her expression solemn.

There were some things she couldn’t stop, she would let them play out.

She hoped that Lan Xi wouldn’t come today. Since she had left, she had nothing to do with this Immortal Realm.

This was only a wisp of soul, let it be considered a fulfillment for Crown Prince Ya.

To have the Goddess Palace and the Heavenly Family married, to maintain the friendship between the two great races.

As the rosy clouds filled the sky, the Lan Xi from the Caixia Pavilion walked out with a covered head, supported by Zi Yun.

And the bridal procession from the Heavenly Court had already arrived.

There was a long ceremonial procession, eighteen palace maids, a Kirin drawn carriage. The entire procession was indescribably splendid and imposing.

The Goddess personally saw Lan Xi onto the bridal carriage and then watched as the procession departed.

Zi Yun simply sighed softly, feeling it was undeserved on behalf of Your Highness Lan Xi.

She protected the Mortal World with her life, yet in the end, she fell from grace, losing everything.

It was just a wisp of soul; how long could it hold out?

Crown Prince Ya of the Heavenly Palace had been waiting patiently on the spot, watching as the bridal procession approached.

Excitement was inevitably written on his face.

In the past, Lan Xi was cold to him and unwilling to marry him.

Even the wedding was coerced by the Heavenly Emperor using the Heavenly Lantern.

Now that she was about to become his bride, how could he not be happy?

Goddess Palace.

Lan Yan had just sent off Lan Xi.

A black figure suddenly descended at the palace entrance.

Upon recognizing the arrival, Lan Yan instinctively furrowed her brows.

Zi Yun also stared at the man before her in astonishment, "Shaoqing!"

The man in black was travel-worn, his ink-black hair falling straight over his shoulders.

Clasping the seven-foot longsword in his hand, he walked forward respectfully and bowed slightly, "Goddess, I am here to find Lan Xi."

"Oh?" The Goddess lifted her lips slightly, revealing a trace of a cold smile, "Where have you been all these years?"

"?" Shaoqing didn’t understand what Lan Yan meant; where he had been, Lan Xi surely knew.

Seeing Shaoqing not speaking, Lan Yan gazed towards the direction of the Heavenly Palace and said, "He’s getting married. Today is the day of his grand wedding."

Lan Yan’s unhurried words struck the man in black like a bolt of thunder.

He stood there, stupefied for a long while before he came back to his senses, thinking he had heard wrong.

"No, that’s not true. Lan Xi said that as long as I found the Ends of the World, she would marry me." Shaoqing gripped the longsword tightly in his hand and turned to rush towards Caixia Pavilion.

A red carpet spread out on the ground, petals fluttering, a picturesque scene, yet he felt colder than he ever had before.

She got married?

Why would she deceive him, trick him into leaving...

Just as he was about to burst into Purple Mist Pavilion, Lan Yan suddenly stepped forward and blocked his path.

"How dare you, mortal! Lan Xi is divine, and she was betrothed to Crown Prince Ya sixteen thousand years ago. How could she possibly have a secret lifelong engagement with you? Besides, where in this world does the Ends of the World exist? It is but a figment of the human heart’s imagination," Lan Yan rebuked mercilessly.

Shaoqing’s grasp tightened around the longsword as he stood there, his attitude resolute, "I want to see Lan Xi!"

Lan Yan laughed softly, "Don’t think you’re special just because she shared her life with you. You’re just a mortal, I advise you to leave the Immortal Realm sooner rather than later."

Shaoqing remained silent, his expression as cold as ever.

He bowed slightly to Lan Yan, head lowered; no matter what, he always behaved politely.

Because she is Lan Xi’s mother, the person she cares about.

Afterwards, he no longer heeded Lan Yan’s words and disappeared right before her.

When he reappeared, he was already inside Caixia Pavilion.

The past boudoir, now hung with colorful silk, was void of any people.

"Lan Xi!" He called out her name, realizing his palm was covered in a thin sweat.

He was actually very afraid, afraid that everything Lan Yan said was true, afraid that Lan Xi had been lying to him from the beginning.

Deceived him into searching for the Ends of the World, while she married another.

He searched high and low to no avail.

When he stepped out of Caixia Pavilion, his legs felt incredibly heavy, as if with each step, he was struggling against the force of a mountain.

"Lan Xi... did you really get married?" He leaned his hand against the doorway’s stone pillar, feeling as if his chest were being squeezed by a giant hand, making it difficult to breathe.

"You should leave the Heavenly Court. After all, you are human; this place isn’t suited for you," Zi Yun couldn’t help but step forward and say.

Now that things had turned out this way, all she hoped was for everyone to be well.

With only a sliver of soul remaining, Lan Xi hoped that this remnant would live on well in her stead.

However, Shaoqing’s eyes suddenly turned bloodshot, as if grasping at a lifeline, he abruptly seized Zi Yun’s wrist, "Tell me where she is, I need answers."

He had to hear from her, to hear her say she had deceived him.

That she had been betrothed to Ya all along, that it was Crown Prince Ya she loved, not him.

Otherwise, he would not give up.

Zi Yun, startled by his fierce demeanor, hastily stepped back and said, "Seeing as you’ve always been good to Her Highness, I’m here to tell you.

Now that Her Highness has married into the Heavens, adorned in her Phoenix Crown and Rosy Cloud Cape, why must you disrupt her happiness?

If you love her, you should let her be happy. "

At Zi Yun’s words, Shaoqing disappeared on the spot, without leaving even a glance behind, he hurriedly pursued the truth.

Outside the Heavenly Palace, Kirin-drawn carriages had arrived, and Crown Prince Ya, dressed in a purple robe and wearing a jade crown, looked radiant and spirited.