BTTH: I married Xun'er, but she refuses to consummate our marriage!

Chapter 309: Departing for the Hun Realm!



After instructing Gu Lie, Gu Fei lightly stepped towards his mountain peak. From afar, one could see a refined pavilion perched on the mist-shrouded mountaintop.

Surrounded by ancient towering trees, with the sounds of birds and the fragrance of flowers, it resembled a paradise on earth.

Pushing open the heavy sandalwood doors, he stepped inside. Soft sunlight filtered through the carved windows, casting dappled shadows on the floor.

"Husband, you're here."

Xiao Yi Xian and Cai Lin were sitting on a soft couch by the window. When they saw him enter, they immediately rose to greet him.

Though both had smiles on their faces, the worry in their eyes was unmistakable.

He noticed this, and his heart warmed. He walked forward and gently embraced his two wives.

"Don't worry. I'm confident in this journey to the Hun Realm."

He reassured them, his voice firm and composed.

"I believe in you," Xiao Yi Xian said with a determined glint in her eyes. "Go, rid the continent of evil and avenge the Spirit Clan. We will wait for your triumphant return in the Gu Realm."

(TL/n: The woeful poison body has literally no bottlenecks... Can't believe the author turned her into a flower vase. Where's the girl who tried her best to stay by his side?)

"That's right! You will surely win and return victorious!" Cai Lin added but furrowed her brow slightly.

He naturally understood what she meant. She had expressed her desire to accompany him many times before. Though Cai Lin possessed the strength comparable to a Five-Star Dou Saint, he didn't want her to take any risks.

"Daddy, are you going to fight the bad guys?"

At that moment, two childish voices rang out. His children, Xian Yue and Wushuang, ran out from an inner room and clung to his legs.

"Yes, I'm going to punish the bad guys. You two must be good and listen to your mother until Daddy returns."

He squatted down, gently patting the children's heads.

"Mhm!" The two children nodded thoughtfully, their eyes sparkling with admiration.

In the Ling Realm, on a vast plain.

As far as the eye could see, powerful warriors clad in various battle armors gathered in groups, talking or preparing alone. The air was thick with tension, as if a massive battle could erupt at any moment.

In the distance, mountains rose and fell, shrouded in mist. Huge flying beasts occasionally soared through the sky, emitting loud cries.

Gu Fei appeared out of thin air on this plain, scanning the surroundings. He saw that the strong warriors of the six ancient clans had divided into six camps, each occupying a different area. Every camp had a large number of warriors, their presence overwhelming.

The Gu Clan was led by Gu Yuan, with rows of powerful warriors lined up neatly. He quickly walked over to their side, nodding slightly in acknowledgment.

"Are we all ready?" Gu Yuan asked in a low voice.

"Everything is in place," Gu Fei responded with a nod.

Gu Yuan nodded in satisfaction, then glanced at the other clans. In the Lei Clan's camp, Lei Ying was conversing with a few elders in hushed tones. In the Yan Clan's camp, Yan Jin had his eyes closed, seemingly preparing himself.

The strong warriors of the Yao Clan and Shi Clan were busy checking their weapons and equipment.

Suddenly, a loud rumbling noise came from the sky. Everyone looked up to see a flash of green light descending from the heavens. Moments later, the light landed on the ground, revealing Ling Yuan, the Ling Clan's leader, fully prepared.

It was clear that she had recovered and was eager to charge into battle with the Hun Clan.

"Everyone, the time has come! It's time for us to depart!" Gu Yuan's commanding voice rang

out.

As his words fell, the strong warriors from the six clans rose into the air in unison.

"Let's go!" The other clan leaders exchanged glances and shouted together.

In an instant, the sky and earth seemed to change colors!

Countless beams of light shot into the sky, converging into a brilliant river of light. The spectacle was awe-inspiring, shaking the entire Ling Realm under the weight of its immense

aura.

Gu Yuan led the way, with Gu Fei following closely behind. Behind them, the six-clan army marched in unison.

Soon, a massive spatial rift appeared before them, glowing with dazzling light and revealing glimpses of the other side.

In the blink of an eye, the six-clan army entered the spatial rift and disappeared.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

On the Central Plains of the continent.

Suddenly, a massive spatial rift tore open the sky, and countless beams of light emerged, forming a neat formation in the sky.

The scale of the scene was unprecedented.

The sky was filled with powerful figures, their overwhelming presence enveloping the surrounding hundreds of miles, causing the local creatures to tremble in fear.

Countless cultivators on the ground looked up in awe and reverence.

"My goodness! What kind of formation is this?"

"Can't you see? That's the insignia of the six ancient clans!"

"Are they... headed to the Hun Realm?"

"Look! There's Gu Yuan of the Gu Clan, Lei Ying of the Lei Clan, and Yan Jin of the Yan Clan!

This lineup is terrifying!"

The air was filled with murmurs and gasps of astonishment.

Soon, the news that the six ancient clans were marching on the Hun Realm spread like wildfire across the Central Plains.

For a time, the entire continent was in an uproar. Countless strong warriors rose into the air, trailing behind the allied forces. They dared not get too close, fearing the terrifying auras, but they didn't want to miss the chance to witness this historic battle.

As the six-clan army passed, mountains trembled, and rivers flowed backward.

Even some old experts who had been in seclusion for years emerged, their gazes piercing

through layers of obstacles to rest on the vast army.

"How interesting... It seems the Hun Clan's doom is inevitable this time."

"Haha, this is a scene that only happens once in a thousand years."

The strong warriors of the Central Plains were abuzz with excitement. Many were headed toward the Hun Realm, eager to witness this once-in-a-lifetime battle.

In the Hun Realm, on a dark and eerie land.

The Hall of Souls stood tall, its black form looming ominously, exuding an unsettling aura. Numerous soul statues stood on the grand plaza before the hall, lifelike and seemingly ready to come to life at any moment.

At this moment, the entire Hall of Souls was shrouded in a tense atmosphere.

In one of the deepest chambers of the hall, the young Hun Clan leader, Hun Feng, was pacing

back and forth.

His handsome face was filled with anxiety, and his brows were furrowed.

"Hall Master, do you think the soul origin we've gathered will be enough for Lord Nihility to break through?" He stopped and turned to Hun Miesheng, who stood beside him.

"It's hard to say! But I believe it should be enough," Miesheng replied cautiously after a

moment of thought.

Hearing this, his anxious expression softened slightly. He then walked to the window, his gaze piercing through the layers of space to the distant horizon.

"The six-clan army is already on its way. If Lord Nihility can break through, we might still

have a chance."

He muttered softly to himself.