Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1697 Coronation!

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Chen Xiaojun watched this heartwarming scene with a smile on his lips, feeling a sense of satisfaction.

Suddenly—"Get out of the way!"

A sharp, clear shout rang out behind him, accompanied by a familiar chill that made him shiver involuntarily.

It's the eldest sister, Chen Yanwu!

Chen Yanwu, also holding a garland of flowers that radiated a warm glow (mainly composed of marigolds and silver leaves, symbolizing resilience and glory), quickly passed through the space cleared by Chen Xiaojun and went to greet Xiaoyi.

Today, she wore a modified version of a moon-white outfit with very faint ice-blue patterns, covered by a nearly transparent moonlight gauze dress. Her long, jet-black hair was tied up in a neat ponytail, with a small magnolia and kingfisher feather hair ornament adorning her temple. Her steps carried the dashing and heroic air of the eldest daughter of the Chen family, and her confidence and grace were fully displayed on her beautiful face.

Chen Yanwu walked to Xiaoyi's side, with restrained gentleness, and gently placed the flower wreath in her hand on Xiaoyi's head, right next to the one given to her by Poseidon.

Her eyes were bright, and her voice was clear: "Congratulations, Xiaoyi! I've been looking forward to this day! From now on, your name will be one of the most glorious things in the Chen family and the world!"

The stands erupted in cheers.

"Heavens! Look! Chen Yanwu! It's 'Moon Dance Splendor' 'Illusory Heart Sword Lord', ranked 11th on the Prodigy Ranking!"

"Incredible! Absolutely incredible! Do you all remember that widely circulated poster of 'The Twelve Beauties'? The two standing side by side in the first row on the poster are Chen Yanwu and Poseidon! They represent the most dazzling pearls on the entire Heavenly Pride Ranking! Now, they are jointly crowning the Eastern Emperor... This coronation of the Queen is truly well-deserved!"

"The top three female champions on the Heavenly Pride Ranking—Donghuang Xiuyi at number one, Bo Saixi at number nine, and Chen Yanwu at number eleven—are gathered here now! Their relationship... is surprisingly close!"

"Nonsense! Chen Yanwu is Chen Xiaojun's cousin, so what's so strange about her crowning her future sister-in-law? But, the fact that Poseidon and Donghuang Xiuyi are so close? That's a bit interesting..."

"What's so hard to guess? It's common knowledge that Seagod Island and the Chen family are on good terms. These two celestial maidens have a very close personal relationship, so it's only natural that they would become confidantes and best friends!"

"That painting, 'Eyes Looking Down on All Beings'—the image of Chen Yanwu and Poseidon standing beneath the indifferent eyes of the Eastern Emperor, looking down upon the world—has now become a reality!"

"The Lesser Master of Fate, who governs the fate of all things!"

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In response to Chen Yanwu's bright and fervent blessing, Xiao Yi slightly turned her body, her veil facing her eldest sister.

However, her actions did not stop at a simple nod or handshake.

The next moment, a scene that made everyone hold their breath happened—facing Chen Yanwu, and even more so facing Poseidon beside her, Xiao Yi's posture suddenly changed.

Her long, slender, fair hands rose from her sides, unfolding gracefully like clouds and cranes, her wide, dark purple sleeves fluttering gently, tracing ancient and flowing arcs.

Immediately, she brought her feet together, bent her waist gracefully like a willow branch, and crossed her hands in front of her chest to form an ancient and intricate hand seal—palms facing inward, fingertips touching, and thumbs pressed together in front of her forehead, resembling a lotus flower in full bloom.

This is a gesture imbued with mysticism and profound respect, stemming from the supreme ancient rituals she inherited as the "Lesser Master of Fate" of the Yin-Yang School.

She bowed deeply and solemnly to Chen Yanwu in front of her and to Poseidon beside her, each with a different emphasis but all encompassing the other—a single gesture!
Solemn and dignified! Ancient and elegant!
Like a deity descending from a mural, carrying a thousand years of solitude and honor, he pays the highest level of equality to those of equal stature among his peers.

Its silent meaning carries immense weight.

This is a heartfelt thank you to Elder Sister Chen, and also the highest recognition of the friendship and blessings from the Holy Maiden of Poseidon Island, her closest confidante.

Chen Hong nodded almost imperceptibly, while a faint, almost indulgent smile, which was inconsistent with her usual dignified demeanor, flashed quickly across Yang Jingxue's eyes.

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As Chen Xiaojun watched this heartwarming yet awe-inspiring scene unfold before him—Poseidon represented the highest respect from external allies, while his eldest sister, Chen Yanwu, represented the deepest recognition and protection within the family—his heart warmed as if bathed in the spring sunshine.

He subconsciously touched his bracelet, where a small wreath he had personally selected spiritual flowers and stayed up all night to weave had been lying quietly.

Looking at the two flower garlands in Xiaoyi's hair, presented by two equally dazzling women, their beauty complementing each other, a trace of "regret" that might have existed in his heart was instantly replaced by greater relief and satisfaction.

A silent smile crept onto his lips: 'That's fine... their feelings are more suitable, this is good.'

At this moment, he doesn't need to do much; simply protecting and witnessing is his deepest form of participation.

When Xiao Yi finished the profound and solemn ancient ceremony, Chen Yanwu's face was full of emotion.

Without hesitation, the moment the ceremony was completed, she took a step forward and intimately and naturally took Xiaoyi's right arm.

Almost at the same second, Poseidon—a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes as she understood the deep affection Xiaoyi held for her beneath her silent ritual.

A faint yet genuine smile curved her lips as she stepped forward and gently took Xiaoyi's left arm.

This arm-in-arm gesture, one on the left and one on the right, was not a deliberate act, but a heartfelt intimacy and a silent declaration—they are the unparalleled wings that rightfully stand at the pinnacle today!
The three stood side by side.

Xiao Yi stood in the center, two flower wreaths adorning her hair, her cool gaze piercing through her veil towards the bustling world at the end of the passage.

With indescribable majesty and unparalleled elegance, they slowly turned around, preparing to be welcomed home in glory by all eyes.

At the entrance to the passage in front of them, Chen Hong and Yang Jingxue, hovering three feet above the ground, stood like two silent and powerful protectors.

Just as the three girls were about to step out of the passage and into the sunlight, Chen Hong and Yang Jingxue's figures almost simultaneously and very naturally rose another meter or so upwards.

This subtle movement, barely perceptible to mortals, was clearly seen by the top experts present—it was a supreme expert, in the most understated manner, clearing away all possible prying eyes and shadows for the three girls who were about to step out.

In this silent declaration, any force that dares to act rashly will instantly face the thunderous wrath of two powerful figures.

The entire arena erupted in an instant, with an even louder, more unbelievable roar...

He walked straight into the depths of the passage, leaving behind a vortex of silence, holiness, astonishment, a strange sense of radiance, and a “perfect ritual”.

(End of this chapter)