Chapter 11: The Celestial Master’s Grand Wedding, The Bride’s Friends!!
He waved his hand, and instantly, a top-quality maid outfit appeared in his hand, along with a pair of black stockings, emitting a faint fragrance.
Zhang Beixuan glanced at the introduction: “【Premium Maid Outfit】: When worn, body appearance +100%, attractiveness to the opposite sex +200%. Hope the host enjoys it and has fun.”
“What the heck, have fun? How am I supposed to have fun with this? I’m a decent person! I’ll just give it to Fox at night,” Zhang Beixuan reluctantly accepted.
He casually wiped away the drool at the corner of his mouth and continued to look at the rewards below. His luck was truly extraordinary! It was like getting a pillow whenever he felt drowsy. Just a moment ago, he had been worried about carrying all those gifts when he went down the mountain.
Now, with this spatial storage bag, it was unbelievably convenient!
Without any hesitation, Zhang Beixuan clicked to claim the reward. The next moment, a small and delicate ring appeared in his hand. He didn’t know what material it was made of. Zhang Beixuan examined it closely. It was about ten cubic meters, with a row of text above the space.
“Initial-grade space, upgradeable (0/1000).”
Since the bride was ready, there was no time to waste. Zhang Beixuan didn’t hesitate and walked out of the room directly. He was greeted by dozens of figures dressed as servants, who were carrying a flower sedan chair in front of him. Before the flower sedan chair, a pure white steed stood without a trace of impurity. The elderly man who had spoken earlier had a kindly face. When he saw Zhang Beixuan emerge, he greeted him with a smile. “Celestial Master, please mount the horse.”
Zhang Beixuan nodded. He realised that as the Celestial Master, he couldn’t simply dress like an ordinary person in festive colours. Fortunately, he had put on his Celestial Master Daoist robe. Even though he was marrying a Fox Immortal, he couldn’t afford to be too casual.
Seeing Zhang Beixuan in his Celestial Master robe, the old man’s smile deepened as Zhang Beixuan mounted the horse. The procession for the wedding began, accompanied by music. In just over ten minutes, he reached the end of the red carpet, where a quaint and elegant mansion awaited.
The mansion’s gate was open, and numerous figures lined both sides. Among them, five stunning women stood closest to the centre. Their faces were all adorned with hearty smiles. Although they were all exceptionally beautiful, there were distinctions among them. The one dressed in white exuded an ultimate mature charm.
The others had unique qualities—some were icy, some elegant, and one belonged to the “lolita” category. Zhang Beixuan’s eyes narrowed when he saw these figures. These five were not mere illusions formed by cultivation. They were real spiritual entities. Moreover, each of them possessed formidable cultivations.
As Zhang Beixuan’s gaze swept over them, he couldn’t help but mutter, “A snake demoness, three female ghosts, and goodness, there’s even a female zombie!”
Zhang Beixuan’s lips twitched. The Fox Spirit’s sisterhood was exceptionally fierce.
“Please welcome the bride,” said a maid.
At that moment, Zhang Beixuan saw a figure with a red veil being escorted out of the room by a group of stunning women. Even though her face was concealed under the veil and dressed in ornate bridal attire, her breathtaking figure was still evident.