The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 1714 The Affectionate Couple

Wynter remained unaware of her surroundings, wandering deep into her subconscious. The hem of her wedding dress swept against the ground as Dalton carried her, seemingly leaving faint ripples in the water.

The night darkened to an inky blackness. In the distance, the azure spring steamed with a warm mist, surrounded by lush greenery that painted a dreamy scene. The natural hot spring, fed by the mountain streams, was veiled in the lavender's soothing aroma lulled all into a peaceful slumber.

Everything had been arranged by the crow himself, including the wedding room's decor. While not a difficult task for a mythical beast, the crow feared the consequences of Dalton's decision.

By all accounts, Dalton was forbidden from marrying-his last marriage had caused many grand masters' downfall. That said, Dalton had no part in it. After all, some things would inevitably decline when they reached their peaks.

Dalton had always remained impassive until he met a certain cultivator. Whenever he thought of marriage, she would come to mind. Unfortunately, his previous wedding had been anything but a pleasant memory.

Lifting his gaze, the crow watched as beings from the three realms arrived to offer their congratulations.

He halted momentarily and inadvertently glanced at the foggy distance, where a pair of cold eyes loomed within. The figure, draped in long black hair, resembled a nobleman from the depths of hell.

The crow quickly averted his gaze, recognizing the warning in that gaze. Dressed in his past outfit, Dalton appeared just as he had been when he first stepped into the human realm.

The demons widened their eyes at the sight and started whispering among themselves.

"Don't you think he looks different this time?"

"That's what I thought! The lord seems gentler than before," a demon chimed in.

"Same here. The souls in the underworld were kept in check during his reign-one wrong move, and they'd be pleading for mercy."

The demons instantly shrank back when Dalton swept a glance over them.

"What a nostalgic feeling. The lord still carries that intimidating presence, cracking his whip even from a great distance."

"It seems like the lord has changed. His attitude toward us hasn't softened, but all his tenderness seems to be reserved for that lady," a demon noted.

As Dalton carefully led Wynter into the decorated wedding hall, a dryad bowed deeply and handed him a pair of wedding rings.

"My lord, this is the human realm's tradition. The bride and groom will exchange rings as a sign of their eternal love," the dryad explained.

She was once the most revered spirit among the people. Aside from the salamanders and leprechauns, the dryad received the strongest devotion. Though the wedding rings she presented seemed plain, they carried the essence of countless joys.

An ordinary couple would surely lead to a blissful marriage upon receiving the rings. But for Dalton, they were useless. As the one who bestowed blessings and delivered punishments to humans, neither could touch him.

offered pleasant words. "It's my greatest honor to witness your marriage, my

energy. The dryad couldn't help but believe that the wedding guests

soared overhead and placed flowers on Wynter's

you're familiar with

However, only a few worshipped her in recent years. Hardly anyone

villagers chose to devote themselves to the river god-more precisely, it was a deceptive, malevolent dragon they revered. Left without a home, the

was meant to fade away in half a

and Fabian. After placing a ring into Wynter's palm and the other in Dalton's, the dryad naturally called for

was about to slip the wedding ring onto Wynter's finger, a powerful energy suddenly erupted

sky, as though the heavens were condemning the marriage.

the ghouls scrambled to retrieve their fallen heads. Even the unborn spirit waiting in line on the bridge couldn't help but

the cup of spilled water that Morna had handed

caused by Dalton's attempt to exchange the wedding rings. If Wynter had been conscious, she would've surely noticed something was off about him. After all, whose marriage could possibly shake the

side as more and more beings from the three realms gathered. They were eager to draw

recognizing Dalton's identity, the dryad hurriedly concluded the ceremony. "The

up a barrier that stretched for 100 miles, preventing any human

that Dalton didn't want to be bothered, the malevolent spirits sensibly returned to the underworld. Even the animals displayed shrewdness-a caterpillar would've successfully turned into a butterfly in such

that felt the change. Both the ancient and fearsome beasts that had accompanied Dalton for years responded strongly to the surge of heavenly

the silent young man, struggled to contain the power awakening in his blood. Wolf, who had been guarding Logan, hung around in the courtyard.

witnessed various scenes

to save her family. However, her hands passed through them as they faded away. Amid her

weak," stated the

inches away from him, as if halted by an invisible wall. No matter how Wynter ran, she couldn't close the distance

the man

to calm her mind. A burst of energy suddenly coursed within her, and she opened her eyes once more to face the empty

and threw it ahead, muttering a spell under her breath. A crack appeared and slowly widened before her. Just when

dream, she appeared to be at a wedding in the mountains. The sky

gleamed in the heart of the

Wynter been conscious, she would've recognized the scene as one from the distant past. It was a vision that occurred frequently in her dreams, along with the golden cuffs binding her legs and the faint ringing of bells. Alas,

carrying her into the hot spring. Dressed only in

light, she radiated the delicate beauty of a porcelain doll. Part of her black hair floated atop the water, while the rest cascaded alluringly against her

sight, Dalton encircled her waist with one hand and gazed at her hair. He knew exactly what adorned her

memories.

had once resorted to such schemes when she showed her disdain for him. But now, he had no intention of