Huang Silas shook his head: "I don't know either. But apart from you (Huang Isabella), there's nothing else in the Huang family that Qi Oliver could covet. After all, the betrothal gifts he sent are worth at least five million Spirit Stones—even if we sell all the Huang family's property, it won't be worth five million Spirit Stones!"
The spiritual objects alone were worth more than one million Spirit Stones, and in the Eastern Spirit Region, Spiritual Martial Rank cultivation techniques had never been sold for less than two million Spirit Stones each in major auction houses!
Huang Isabella took a deep breath and pursed her lips: "Now we can only hope that he won't harm the Huang family."
Early the next morning, a grand wedding procession from the Qi residence arrived at the Huang family mansion. Qi Oliver was dressed in a bright red wedding robe, with a faint smile on his face—he looked handsome and spirited. Soon, Huang Isabella, also wearing a wedding robe and with a red veil covering her head, was escorted out by members of the Huang family.
"Qi Oliver, from now on, you must take good care of my daughter (Huang Isabella)," Huang Isabella's mother, Ye Maggie, said, wiping away tears.
Qi Oliver bowed and smiled: "Mother-in-law (Ye Maggie), rest assured. This son-in-law will definitely take good care of Isabella (Huang Isabella)."
Ye Maggie choked up, waved her hand, and signaled that Qi Oliver could take Huang Isabella away.
Amid the sound of festive music, the wedding procession began to return. Qi Oliver did not invite any guests to the wedding—first, all major families in Yuan Spirit City were eyeing the Qi family's property like tigers and wolves; second, he had just tricked them, so even if they came to attend, they would not have good expressions. On such a happy day, Qi Oliver naturally would not make himself unhappy.
After the wedding ceremony, Qi Oliver followed Huang Isabella into the bridal chamber. In the room, Huang Isabella heard footsteps and pursed her red lips, feeling a little nervous. Qi Oliver smiled faintly, stepped forward, and lifted the red veil. Huang Isabella looked up, her clear eyes shining like spring water.
"You're really beautiful. It's a good thing you didn't take a fancy to Meng Nathan back then; otherwise, I wouldn't have had the fortune to marry you," Qi Oliver teased with a smile.
Huang Isabella's cheeks turned pink, and she said softly: "Qi Oliver, we are already husband and wife. Now you can tell me why you wanted to marry me, right?"
Qi Oliver's lips curled up. He raised his hand and gently pinched Huang Isabella's chin, teasing: "Can't it be that I just fell in love with your beauty and wanted to marry you?"
Huang Isabella smiled faintly: "If you were really that shallow, I would feel more at ease."
Qi Oliver smiled: "The affection between men and women is actually quite shallow. You don't need to overthink it, my lady. The night is short—let's complete the most important part."
Huang Isabella's mouth twitched—it was still early in the morning (before noon), and it was far from night. Was Qi Oliver really that anxious? But since they were already married, she would eventually become Qi Oliver's woman, so she did not refuse. She slowly closed her eyes...
Afterward, the two lay quietly together. Qi Oliver let the still shy Huang Isabella rest her head on his arm.
"My lady (Huang Isabella), from now on, we are truly a family," Qi Oliver said softly with a smile.
Huang Isabella replied: "Of course."
"Then you must think more about your husband in everything," Qi Oliver smiled.
Huang Isabella's heart trembled—was Qi Oliver hinting at something? Thinking of this, she said softly: "As long as it doesn't harm my maternal family (Huang family), I am willing to do anything for you, husband." She had agreed to this marriage mainly to protect the Huang family; if Qi Oliver wanted to use her to harm the Huang family, even though she was already his wife, she would not agree.
Qi Oliver tightened his arms around Huang Isabella's delicate body and smiled: "The Huang family is your maternal family—I will only take good care of it, not harm it. So you don't have to worry about this at all."
Huang Isabella felt relieved and hummed in response.
"Have you checked the two spiritual techniques in the betrothal gifts, my lady (Huang Isabella)?" Qi Oliver asked with a smile.
Huang Isabella shook her head: "Not yet. I thought I'd wait until the return visit to check them."
Qi Oliver was surprised—he did not expect that Huang Isabella, who was so diligent in cultivation, could resist the temptation of spiritual techniques.
"Then there's no need to check them anymore. I have a better cultivation technique to pass on to you," Qi Oliver smiled faintly. He raised his right hand, and a black jade slip appeared in his palm.
Huang Isabella's eyes widened in surprise: "Husband, do you have another spiritual technique?" As soon as she said it, she realized she had said something silly—if Qi Oliver did not have a better cultivation technique, how would he have given those two spiritual techniques to the Huang family as betrothal gifts?
"This is not a spiritual technique—it's an immortal technique," Qi Oliver said with a smile.
Huang Isabella's pupils contracted sharply! An immortal technique? That was a legendary thing related to immortality! There was no such thing in the entire Eastern Spirit Region!
Huang Isabella excitedly sat up, putting aside her shyness, and pressed herself on Qi Oliver. Her small mouth trembled as she said: "Husband, you... you're not lying to me? Is this really an immortal technique inside?"
Qi Oliver smiled: "You can try cultivating it now, and then you'll know if I'm lying to you. It just so happens that you'll be a little unwell these days, so you can focus on cultivating here. In three days, I'll accompany you on the return visit to your maternal family (Huang family)."
Huang Isabella's eyes shone brightly, and she said excitedly: "I'll listen to you, husband!" She could resist spiritual techniques, but she could not resist the temptation of an immortal technique!
After Qi Oliver gave the jade slip to Huang Isabella, he got dressed and got up. It was still early in the morning, and he could not stay in bed all day. Now that Huang Isabella had become his woman, he could give her more benefits. On the other hand, Qi Oliver had passed the immortal technique to Huang Isabella to let her see his strength and confidence—someone who even had an immortal technique must have powerful backers and would not fear the Spirit Martial Sect! Indeed, after checking the jade slip, Huang Isabella was not only overjoyed but also completely believed what Qi Oliver had said at the Huang family—other than having a powerful expert behind him, how could Qi Oliver have an immortal technique! But she did not know that this so-called "immortal technique" was actually a peerless cultivation technique that Qi Oliver had weakened a hundred times after spending more than an hour on it. He had no choice—the cultivation techniques he still remembered from his previous life were all too powerful to be casually taken out, so he had to weaken them before teaching them to Huang Isabella. If he had directly taught her a peerless cultivation technique, not only would Huang Isabella not be able to comprehend it, but he would also not be able to cover up this lie. After all, the peerless cultivation techniques he mastered had already exceeded the limits of this world.
In the afternoon, Wang Jacob and the others returned from the mines.
"Master, all those who embezzled Spirit Stones have been punished. In addition to recovering 130,000 Spirit Stones, we also found out that the reason these people dared to embezzle the Spirit Stones from the mines was that they were acting on someone's orders!" Wang Jacob reported, bowing in the main hall.
Qi Oliver narrowed his eyes: "Who were they acting on the orders of?"