Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

The crowd streamed out from the estate in an impressive procession. Inside, figures hurriedly attended to matters that required careful handling within the estate, ensuring that everything would go smoothly without incident.

"Tsk tsk, Ye Ling, so young and yet you've chosen to hang yourself from a group of trees. Well then, Lai Hao indeed is like nine towering trees."

Mo Xing shook his head. Today, his father would be present as well, and even he had heard that those two elders would send someone to deliver some gifts especially for the occasion.

Today's wedding, although not visible to the public eye, Mo Xing was certain that it would be an unrivaled and unforgettable affair that would astonish everyone.

Ye Ling looked at Mo Xing beside him, "What are you talking about? I'm telling you, who do you think I am? I'm very pure, not like you degenerates."

Mo Xing laughed and said nothing more, looking at Ye Ling. This man had gone from rags to riches, achieving a true miracle.

Even more confident and mature than before, the current Ye Ling—aside from still being a bit cheeky—was nearly perfect.@@novelbin@@

In the years to come, the man by his side would undoubtedly cause a stir in the world, covering the sky with one hand and summoning the wind and the rain—a certainty!

The joyful entrance to the estate saw luxury cars, each with flashy license plates, slowly setting off. However, what was odd was that, at the junction ahead, the procession split into eight groups, each proceeding forward at a leisurely pace.

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Just yesterday, the ladies had phoned, half-jokingly asking Ye Ling whom he'd be marrying first tomorrow, trying to discern whom he held dearest in his heart.

But could anything really stump our comrade Ye Ling? To divide himself into eight was merely a matter of creating a few avatars, enough to smoothly handle what many found a tricky yet blissful undertaking.

On the streets, all who saw the luxurious motorcade were utterly dumbfounded. Across different roads, the eight caravans appeared completely identical.

The lead cars were all dark red Rolls-Royces, imposing and high-class, rarities within the country; Rolls-Royce takes pride in its colors, and while there were several in the country, dark red ones were almost non-existent.

When the first caravan entered Lin Yuqing's residential area, the security guards on duty were so amazed, they almost saluted spontaneously.

In Donghai City, even a security guard knew what a dark red Rolls-Royce signified, and it sent their hearts into turmoil.

As the procession moved into the community, it drew countless onlookers. But suddenly, in front of Lin Yuqing's home, a group of people blocked their way.

Ye Ling immediately became anxious. These days, my temper is explosive, and today is my big day. Who in the world is seeking death by daring to block my motorcade!

Alongside Ye Ling to Lin Yuqing's home were Mo Xing, Wang Chao, and others. Seeing the scene unfold, they hurriedly got out of the cars, with Mo Xing jogging ahead to negotiate.

Ye Ling sat back in the car, listlessly, while the driver promptly lit a cigarette for him, not even worried about ash falling inside the car; on the contrary, he was quite excited.

It wasn't long before Mo Xing returned, with a wry smile on his face, "Ye Ling, they say that the Lin Family has been a family of literary giants for a century. They want you to match verses with them. If you succeed, you can pass."

Ye Ling, who was smoking, was suddenly startled, his mouth gaping open as the cigarette dropped onto the expensive car interior, to the driver's heartache.

Meanwhile, at the Lin Family, a young man excitedly ran to the elder Mr. Lin, "Grandpa, Grandpa, brother-in-law Ye Ling came to our place first, and now it's time for him to face the challenges!"

"Good! Seems the lad is still quite shrewd, haha, not in vain did I entrust my granddaughter to this young fellow," laughed the elder Mr. Lin heartily.

"Sister, sister, Ye Ling came to our house first! I bet he cherishes you the most," a beautiful and delicate woman excitedly said to Lin Yuqing.

Dressed in a wedding gown, Lin Yuqing was suddenly filled with joy, shyly lowering her head with her cheeks blushing a rosy red.

Not far from the Lin family, Ye Ling's face was etched with anxiety, negotiating with the guardians, "Come on, guys, don't be so rigid. How about this, let me through and I'll give each of you a million dollars another day."

Ye Ling whispered, feeling like this was going to be the death of him. If they had asked him to fight or something, he would have been confident, surely with no problem.

But heavens, they're making me match rhymes! Come on, what era is it now, and we're still doing this kind of thing. The worst part is, I can't do it at all.

One million, the mention of it sent a tremor through the guardians' hearts. Damn, that was a big offer, and their resolve was wavering at this moment.

"You underestimate us too much, just one million, it's nothing but a passing cloud. Let me tell you, if you can't match our rhymes, don't even think about getting through."

A man with glasses pushed them up his nose bridge and spoke with righteousness. In reality, he also wanted that million, but he feared being beaten to death by Old Master Lin with a walking stick afterwards.

Ye Ling took a deep breath. Rhymes, he couldn't even listen to them properly, let alone match them. This was a joke.

"Since that's the case, then brothers, my wife is right there. Tell me, shall we charge together for my sake?" Ye Ling turned around, looked at Mo Xing and the others, and said.

Mo Xing was stunned, eyes widened in disbelief, "No way, are you serious?"

"Nonsense, what else would I be doing standing here?" Ye Ling curled his lip and yanked off his necktie, with Mo Xing feeling a surge of adrenaline behind him.

Just thinking about it was thrilling. A wedding party pulling off such a stunt was simply unprecedented.

"Brothers, charge! Clear a path for me so I can go pick up your sister-in-law!" Ye Ling waved his arm wildly, and the guys, fearing nothing in this world, went completely insane.

"Charge! Anyone who tries to stop me, I'll kick them to death!"

"Haha, what a thrill! This is going to be awkward though."

Those blocking Ye Ling's path were completely dumbfounded, staring at the crowd charging like mad bulls, their brains not yet catching up.

What... what are they doing? Is this a wedding or a robbery?

Be a bit more realistic, please. But in the next moment, bodies were strewn about, dust flew everywhere, and Ye Ling was also unleashing his joy. Damn it, there was no choice, he really couldn't do the rhyming challenge; he went all in!

The relatives standing upstairs in the Lin family house had smiles that suddenly froze, lips twitching as they laughed awkwardly.

Such... such a unique way to fetch the bride.

A few minutes later, Ye Ling arrived in the courtyard of the Lin family, panting heavily, with all the poor guys laid out behind him.

"Hey, buddy, you really have energy. Drink more later, I'll join you, haha!"

"Fine, if I can't stop you, I'll definitely get you drunk!"

Laughter, along with the festive music, floated through the air.