455 - Senior Sister Is on Top

Bai Ling's fingers froze mid-air as Wen Mingyu's words hit her, causing a wave of panic. She slowly lowered her hand and retreated a good distance, desperately trying to defend herself to Jiang Yin. "I was just worried about you and wanted to check if there were any residual illnesses through your hair, not fooling around. Please be reasonable." It was quite a case of protesting too much, really. Tang Muxi couldn't help but laugh out loud, stepping forward boldly. "Go ahead and play around. Right now, she has to listen to me and is under my punishment. She's a guilty person. If she tries to get back at you later, I'll fend her off." Bai Ling's eyes flashed with a cunning light, tempted to stir up trouble again, but after careful consideration, she refrained. "No, no, I'll behave. Heaven forbid you fail to protect yourself when the time comes, I'd rather not share that anxiety." Their exchange went back and forth, oblivious to the dark gleam in Jiang Yin's eyes. Good, very good. She would remember today's resentment and return it in full someday. "Alright, enough fooling around. Now that Muxi and Jiang Yin are back, when do you plan to get married? Remember, there are only seven days left this year," Wen Fei timely reminded them. "That's right. Another visitor came this morning; my Azure Phoenix Hall is almost being trampled flat," Wen Dai said, sounding quite exhausted. But given that the ones getting married were her own daughter, it wasn't appropriate to let others share the burden. The guests came with good intentions to celebrate, and she couldn't exactly chase them away. Wen Dai had been utterly worn out during this time. Forget about going out, even sleeping in a bit longer had become a luxury. Wen Mingyu gave a small cough. Seeing her mother's resentful gaze directed at her, she suddenly felt a bit embarrassed. "Since today is the day Muxi and Jiang Yin have returned, let's get married today. The wedding room and attire are all ready, so no need to spend extra effort." "Today? Isn't that too sudden?" Tang Muxi asked in surprise, glancing outside at the midday sun. "What's sudden about it? If you must know, we’ve been anxiously waiting for you. It's been nine years, after all. Thousands of days have passed, and who knows how you managed to stay there for so long. If we don't get you married quickly, what if you disappear again?" Wen Mingyu joked. Feeling a bit embarrassed by her words, Tang Muxi pinched his fingers and nodded. "Then let's start preparing now. As punishment for my breach of promise, I will cook today's meal." Hearing this, Bai Ling became disgruntled. "No way! The last time you got married, you cooked. How come it's the same this time? I even learned quite a few dishes during this time. If you must punish yourself, you can only help me, but don't steal the show." "You learned how to cook?" Tang Muxi was incredulous, imagining his friend fumbling in the kitchen and trying not to laugh. "Alright, I'll help you. Let's see if I should be impressed after nine years." Bai Ling caught the playful tone in his words and reddened with anger. "Just you wait! Today, I'll make sure you never dare to laugh at me again!" * Bai Ling's marriage was not as simple and straightforward as Tang Muxi's. In addition to close friends and family, there were Mingyu and Wen Dai's subordinates, and even Yin Qing and others from Xunyi attended. Two demon kings, the divine emperors' wives, a divine official, and an extramundane god, plus the Emperor of the Nine Fiends Palace, the lord of the Underworld City, and many others. Despite Bai Ling rarely making friends actively, she managed to attract many notable figures to her wedding. Such a grand gathering might be unmatched in the entire cultivation world. Unlike the complex rituals of spiritual practitioners, demon tribe marriages are less elaborate. Bai Ling and Wen Mingyu, both unceremonious, had no matchmaking or traditional proposal, just a simple wedding ceremony and a cup of nuptial wine. The wedding hall decoration had been completed earlier in the month. Now, all that was needed was to host the guests and arrange the banquet, which wouldn't take long. Once Wen Mingyu decided, she immediately sent people to notify the guests and took out the wedding attire that had been prepared, intending to help Bai Ling dress and apply makeup personally. But she arrived at a bad time. Bai Ling was currently quarreling with Tang Muxi, determined to prove herself, and wouldn't listen to a word about obediently dressing up. "Makeup? No way. The wedding banquet starts in two hours; I have to prepare a lot of dishes. I don't have the time. Besides, what's so special about makeup? Are you saying you think my looks are plain and unworthy of being seen?" Bai Ling's expression turned serious, fearing the other would nod. Although Bai Ling wasn't a breathtaking beauty, she was still exquisitely charming. With her awakened bloodline, opening her third eye added a touch of exotic allure, far from "plain." Wen Mingyu wouldn't dare nod and could only put down the makeup tools, sighing lightly. "Who's thinking poorly of you? I just wanted to dress you up personally." Seeing her struggling to hide her disappointment, Bai Ling formed a spell to dry her hands and gently patted her head. "Don't be sad, I was just speaking carelessly. If you really want to, I'll comply. But I've already boasted to everyone today, how can I let them down? How about you help me prepare the dishes quickly, and once we're almost done, I'll get dressed. Does that sound okay?" And with a few words, she managed to avoid the makeup session, persuading Wen Mingyu to help with the cooking instead. Watching this, Jiang Yin clicked his tongue in amazement and said to his junior sister, "I suddenly think we might be underestimating Bai Ling. Who knows who will have the upper hand in the future?" Tang Muxi agreed. Mingyu was smart, but also too indulgent, always pampering Bai Ling to the point of spoiling her without limits. Such a person might seem shrewd, but in reality, she was just a paper tiger, easily torn apart. With Wen Mingyu's help, the three of them quickly prepared numerous dishes. Candied lotus seeds, honey-glazed yam, braised quail, three-cup chicken… A variety of exquisite dishes were swiftly plated, leaving Tang Muxi and Jiang Yin amazed. "You really can cook." "Of course, humph. I put in a lot of effort for today, even you can only bow to my skills!" Bai Ling was full of pride. Her dishes were indeed well-made, with precise control over the heat, although she still struggled with some finer details, often fumbling here and there.