Marriage!
Tang Wulin was instantly dumbfounded.
Just the thought of himself in a suit, Long Yeyue in a wedding dress, walking hand in hand into the wedding hall, with Tang Ziran and Lang Yue offering their congratulations at the side—
He couldn't help but shudder.
Just kill him now!
No need to wait until the wedding—just ten minutes later when he sees Tang Ziran and Lang Yue, he'll socially die on the spot.
"You dare to do it but not take responsibility?" Long Yeyue's eyes carried anger as she looked at Tang Wulin with disdain.
Seeing Tang Wulin's hesitant expression, she couldn't help but recall the scene when Xia Yi and Leng Yaozhu had just made their relationship public.
Xia Yi hadn't hesitated in the slightest—instead, he had stepped forward immediately to shield Leng Yaozhu from any gossip or rumors.
Even with the "master-disciple" taboo between them, Xia Yi still demonstrated the responsibility a real man should have.
Leng Yaozhu only needed to be a blissful, worry-free little woman.
But Tang Wulin?
Hesitant, wishy-washy, not a trace of responsibility.
Tang Wulin: Baby is bitter inside, but baby won't say it.
Is this situation the same as the one between Xia Yi and Leng Yaozhu?
If you want to compare with Leng Yaozhu's happiness, why don't you compare with other things too?
"I didn't mean it like that. It's just that, Moon姐, you just contacted Hanhai Douluo, Lord Chen Xinjie. I think one of us should stay here and wait for him. After all, Lord Hanhai has achieved god-level in spiritual power. Standing him up isn't a good look." Tang Wulin braced himself and explained.
"We're standing him up anyway." Long Yeyue snorted coldly, glancing at Tang Wulin, and said dismissively, "Are all men like you? The easier something is to get, the less you treasure it. After standing him up twice, he'll understand that it's his honor for me to seek him out."
Not giving Tang Wulin a chance to respond, Long Yeyue sneered, "Do you really think I'm throwing myself at you because no one else wants me? Just you wait—even if I ditch Chen Xinjie, he'll still do whatever it takes to find us."
As she finished, Long Yeyue grabbed Tang Wulin by the shoulder—and the two instantly vanished from their spot.
When they reappeared, they were already at the airport in Tianhai City.
Looking at Tang Wulin beside her, his face gray like ashes, Long Yeyue ground her teeth in irritation.
"Moon姐, be careful. Don't grind your teeth away," Tang Wulin said with a "kind" reminder.
"You—" Long Yeyue trembled with rage.
"Forget it, I won't argue with you. I'll just say one thing. Whether you want to or not, I already have your child in my belly. For our child, we must get married—and the wedding must be held as soon as possible. If we wait another month, our child will be born, and then it'll be too late." Long Yeyue stared at Tang Wulin and said, "I know it's hard for you to accept all this at once, but what's done is done. Whether you accept it or not, you have to. For the sake of you being my future husband, I won't make it hard for you today. I'll also help cover things up when it comes to your parents. But you must find time to talk to them today. If you don't, I'll go tell them myself tomorrow."
After saying that, Long Yeyue snorted coldly. Her soul power rippled, and her hair—once streaked with gray—turned back to lush black. Her wrinkles faded into fair, smooth skin.
In the blink of an eye, the elderly woman in her fifties or sixties transformed into a young woman in her twenties, youthful and radiant.
"Maintaining this form for too long isn't good for our child. You better figure things out quickly," Long Yeyue said coldly.
"Thank you, Moon姐." Seeing that Long Yeyue was willing to make such a change for his sake, Tang Wulin was moved to tears.
At least, when he met Tang Ziran and Lang Yue later, he wouldn't have to suffer the embarrassment of social death.
As for everything else... he'd just have to take it one step at a time.
"Don't say that useless crap! Show me some real action. Let me see that you've got the courage of a real man." Long Yeyue said flatly.
"Okay!" Tang Wulin nodded firmly.
"In that case, let's head to the arrival exit to wait for Uncle and Aunt." Long Yeyue looked up at the sky, raised a hand, and summoned a red mecha that appeared in mid-air.
Ka-cha, ka-cha...
The red mecha transformed continuously in the sky, quickly morphing into a sleek red sports car that landed smoothly on the ground.
Tang Wulin stared in awe.
"Moon姐, you're a red mecha master too?" he asked.
"No," Long Yeyue shook her head. "Normally, only red mecha masters can own red mechas. But I'm different—this mecha was gifted to me."
"Red mechas can be gifted?" Tang Wulin asked in surprise.
"Of course, but only if the soul spirit is given along with it." Long Yeyue nodded. "Red mechas must be integrated with soul spirits to become truly intelligent. If you acquire both the mecha and the corresponding soul spirit from a red mecha master and fuse with the soul spirit, you can control the red mecha and become a pseudo red mecha master."
"Pseudo red mecha master?" Tang Wulin frowned. He'd never heard of that term.
"In simple terms, pseudo red mecha masters own red mechas, but lack sufficient understanding of how to use them. They can't fully unleash a red mecha's potential. While the academy does teach mecha courses, first, getting both a red mecha and its soul spirit is nearly impossible. Second, the school doesn't want students looking for shortcuts—so there are no courses on pseudo red mechas." Long Yeyue explained solemnly.
"So that means you're a pseudo red mecha master then?" Tang Wulin asked.
"No." Long Yeyue shook her head again. "I have the soul spirit that goes with this red mecha, but I haven't fused with it."
She slowly extended her right hand, and a translucent sea dragon appeared, sleeping in her palm. Even in slumber, its fierce presence made Tang Wulin feel on edge.
"This is—!" Tang Wulin instinctively swallowed. His martial soul was the Blue Silver Emperor, but he also possessed the Golden Dragon King bloodline—dragon-type soul spirits suited him perfectly.
"This is a sea dragon. A sub-dragon species. It has a cultivation of 300,000 years." Long Yeyue took a deep breath and casually tossed it to him. "It's yours. Once your cultivation is high enough, you can absorb it."
"Moon姐!" Tang Wulin stared dumbfounded at the soul spirit in his hands. He hadn't expected Long Yeyue to treat him this well.
This wasn't just a soul spirit—by giving it to him, she was essentially giving him the red mecha too.
"Get in the car. Uncle and Aunt are ordinary people. Flying around the sky might not suit them. Let's drive." Long Yeyue looked at Tang Wulin. "Can you drive?"
"Nope." Tang Wulin scratched his head. He'd never learned—usually he took the bus.
"There's still time. Get in. I'll teach you. It's easy. Otherwise, when your parents see me driving, they'll think you don't know how to take care of a lady." Long Yeyue chuckled.
"Okay!" This time, Tang Wulin didn't hesitate at all—he opened the door and jumped in.
"Right now, the soul spirit is asleep. Once you fuse with it, the soul spirit can drive for you. You'll be able to meditate inside the mecha while it drives itself." Long Yeyue smiled, took Tang Wulin's hands and placed them on the steering wheel. She adjusted his seat and the mirrors, then began teaching him how to drive.
"This is the soul power control switch. Don't worry, just step on it boldly. This isn't an ordinary car—it's a red mecha. Even if you crash into a truck, it'll be fine. And I'm here too." Long Yeyue coached him step by step.
After all, he had been trained on Devil Island to fly planes. Compared to that, driving was much easier. He quickly picked it up.
As he drove the car toward the arrival exit, he felt more and more confident.
"Yay!" Tang Wulin shouted excitedly as he successfully pulled into a parking spot.
Seeing his enthusiasm, Long Yeyue couldn't help but smile too.
Tang Wulin turned back and looked at Long Yeyue's radiant smile—and for a moment, he was struck by a strange feeling: If Long Yeyue could always stay this young and beautiful... maybe this really isn't impossible?
Especially considering...
She was carrying his child.
"Eep!" Tang Wulin suddenly snapped out of his thoughts, horrified by what he had just been thinking.
(End of Chapter)