Chapter 106: Yinyin’s Hundred Brides and the Matchmaking Massacre
Ocean City’s legendary Thousand-Silk Pavilion had seen its fair share of strange events: love potions misfiring during arranged courtships, cursed engagement rings flying off into the sky, and once, a sentient bouquet proposing to three disciples at once.
But today? Today, it would witness something unprecedented.
The annual Sect Matchmaking Summit was in full swing.
Elegant cultivators from over forty sects had gathered under lantern-lit pavilions, clad in their finest silks and spiritual colognes that smelled faintly of thunderclouds and broken hearts.
Flutes played softly. Wine was passed. A mood of flirtation and diplomacy hung in the air.
And then—Yinyin happened.
Ten Minutes Earlier, Inside the Illusion Nexus
Lan Yinyin sat cross-legged in her floating courtyard, sipping iced peach nectar and reading a scroll titled "101 Ways to Break a Man Without Lifting a Finger."
"I think... today calls for page 87," she mused.
A flick of her wrist, a pulse of qi, and the Illusion Nexus trembled.
All around her, illusionary versions of herself began to shimmer into being. Dozens. Then hundreds. Each one perfectly crafted, down to the last hairpin and smug smile.
Some wore bridal robes. Others had elegant sect gowns. A few wore beach attire for no reason other than to disturb the decorum of conservative sect elders.