Chapter 667: Chapter 667 Qi Yuan
"Don’t worry, I know!" Yang Chuan said with a laugh: "I’ve decided to set the wedding date for October 1st."
October 1st.
As soon as everyone heard this, they all laughed, somewhat bewildered.
October 1st, National Day—isn’t that the grandest holiday of the year!
Having the wedding on this day is truly fitting!
Yang Wei gave a thumbs up and said, "That’s a great day! It’s perfect!"
"Of course!"
Feeling more cheerful than usual, Yang Chuan turned to Qi Yuan and said, "What do you think?"
"You... You’re wonderful!"
Qi Yuan blushed deeply.
These past few days, the women of the Chinese Cultivation World—ladies of both families—seemed shyer than usual.
But that shyness was brimming with boundless happiness.
Yang Chuan wanted to kiss the woman he loved but couldn’t help bursting into laughter. "Then it’s settled—October 1st!"
When others heard this, everyone chimed in with agreement.
But just then, Thousand Sword spoke up suddenly. "Yang Shangshan, don’t you know where the wedding ceremony will be held? If it’s held at the usual venues, space might not be enough."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone frowned.
It was true!
Yang Chuan wasn’t just the Yang Chuan of the Liang Family or the Yang Chuan of Huayang.
Yang Chuan was now recognized worldwide. With news of Yang Tian’s wedding, the world was already abuzz. If held on October 1st, the global elites—invited or not—might swarm in.
At that time, forget about the two families—even vast spaces couldn’t contain the crowd!
But Yang Chuan wore a faint smile. "Rest assured, I’ve thought about it. It’s already been handed over to Ren Yuan and David."
Ren Yuan and David—thank you.
Among these three, Ma Youu and Ren Yuan were Yang Chuan’s formal disciples. David, though not an official follower, shared an understanding through Yang Chuan’s commanding presence.
These three could not possibly be absent when Yang Tian announced the wedding. Yet strangely, none of them were seen at this key moment.
In fact, they’d been dispatched some time ago.
Their absence only deepened the intrigue. Where would Yang Chuan hold this global, epoch-defining wedding?
In truth, not just the two families—but people across the world were speculating about Yang Chian’s wedding venue.
Even with concerns like those raised by Thousand Sword, Yang Tian’s stature had transcended mere influence—it had become legendary!
This wedding was unquestionably the most significant event of the century, globally.
Even China’s upper echelons, upon learning the date via Yang Chuan’s announcement, covertly mobilized preparations amidst the Cultivation World and beyond.
But when speculation about the wedding venue was at its peak, Ma Youu and David returned to the two families on October 1st.
Those accompanying them included none other than emissaries like Hades, the Northern European Radiant Bow King Odin, and newly crowned monarchs succeeding fallen rulers!
Seeing these figures approach Yang Chuan, they knelt without speaking. David declared solemnly, "Mr. Yang, everything has been prepared. Just give the order."
"So the preparations are complete?"
The absence of news about the wedding venue had turned people from both families into restless ants on a hot pan.
When this profound statement arose, Divine Palace members sharpened their gaze toward Yang Chuan.
Smiling amidst the tension, Yang Tian said, "Right! This is the wedding venue I’ve been telling everyone about!"
"It’s the venue!"
The elder, Mr. Yang, raised an eyebrow and asked, "But Li Bin Island? I’ve never heard of such a place in my lifetime."
"Isn’t it a small island somewhere on the sea?" Yang Chuan’s great uncle, Liang Zhixiong, expressed concern with a furrowed brow, citing the logistical challenges and differences with rural customs.
Before Yang Tian could respond, Ma Youu chuckled and reassured the group. "Rest assured—the venue isn’t far from us at all."
This clarification puzzled everyone further.
"A venue near the two families? What could it mean?"
Yang Chuan’s younger sister, Yang San, ran up anxiously, her curiosity piqued. "Brother, where exactly is Li Bin Island? Stop teasing—just tell me!"
Yang Tian, slightly exasperated but amused, finally pointed upward with his finger. "It’s there!"
There.
A wave of bewilderment rippled through the crowd.
Surely, it couldn’t be—up there?
Hearing Yang Tian’s cryptic words made people even more curious and unsettled.
At that moment, a Yang Family disciple dashed inside, breathless. "Family Head Yang Chuan—there are throngs of reporters and distinguished guests outside. Leaders from various countries, and a host of military commanders!"
"What kind of figures are we talking about?" Yang San perked up, her curiosity growing.
"Well... leaders like the newly appointed President of the Great Country, England’s Prime Minister Martin, Russia’s commander-in-chief Kharuf, Italy’s high officials... among countless others. Binjiang is overwhelmed with people bursting into our city!" the disciple exclaimed.
"Bursting in? What chaos!"
The elder casting his gaze toward Yang Tian expressed concern. Could this wedding even be held?
But Yang Tian simply laughed and said, "Don’t worry—they won’t dare misbehave. But the spectacle has truly begun!"
With these words, the men of both families quickly donned their formal attire, preparing to follow Yang Chuan outside.
"Here we go!"
As Yang Chuan led the group out, they emerged from the family’s expansive mansion into a vast sea of humans.
Standing before the Yang Mansion were figures of unparalleled importance—individuals who were normally sworn foes or elite leaders in their respective nations.
And yet, today, they willingly stood here, bearing gifts and seeking the honor of attending the world’s most significant wedding.
Seeing Yang Chuan approach, the crowd finally quieted.
Unlike a typical groom, Yang Chuan wore his signature black robe—not adorned like a traditional bridegroom.
Yet his aura of unrivaled supremacy silenced the throngs, compelling even the strongest men to bow beneath his presence.
Countless women, struck by an instant Cupid’s-arrow-like admiration, showed dazed expressions as they watched him.
Yang Chuan addressed the gathered crowd with a calm smile. "Thank you for attending this wedding. As an ancient saying goes, ’Friends come from afar and bring joy.’ Everyone here is a guest, and we welcome you warmly."
Hearing this, some in the crowd secretly sighed.
Yang Tian’s reputation as an assassin had left many prominent figures trembling, his very name synonymous with sweeping death. There were few with standing who hadn’t felt his wrath.
Many attendees worried entering Yang Family ground might spell disaster.
But Yang Chuan, transcendent as ever, had long abandoned mortal grievances.
Today marked a fresh Chapter—filled with joy and a moment to embrace honor, not resentment.
Still, many could sense the unshakeable power in Yang Chuan. And perhaps, on this day, many sought personal redemption through celebration.
Smiling broadly, Yang Chuan spoke again. "The wedding isn’t hosted within the two families—it will be somewhere else!"
"Not within the grounds? Then where?"
This remark triggered even more curiosity among the crowd.
But suddenly, celestial music poured down from the heavens, enchanting everyone present.
The crowd collectively froze in awe!
Above, angelic figures and elves dressed in dazzling white glided through the skies, filling the heavens with harmonious melodies. Surrounding them were clouds streaked with gold and hues of paradise—it was as if heaven had descended!
"My God... Angels and elves, truly divine!"
The sight left the crowd gasping in wonder, their astonishment building in unison.