Quick Transmigration: The Beautiful Host Wants to Have Both Love and Career

When the Godslayer warship jumped to the Rose Nebula, the magnificent nebula unfolded before everyone's eyes like a huge dreamlike painting.

The four of them squeezed together by the porthole, sharing the photon cream.

The ethereal figure of Ran Cang finally solidified into a physical form, the sugar frosting clinging to the ends of her hair shimmering like shattered diamonds in the starlight, as beautiful as a fairy from a legend.

Jun Li Que suddenly pointed to a certain star field and said excitedly:

"Look, doesn't it look like the first cookie your brother burned?"

Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing and couldn't help but laugh.

Sui Si then said with dissatisfaction:

"That was my first time trying it, so mistakes were inevitable."

As he spoke, he kicked a cushion, which shattered the nebula and transformed into a group of glowing mechanical jade rabbits that hopped merrily across the starry sky.

Jun Sui converted the repair kit into a phonograph, which whirred as it played the bedtime stories that Sui Si had recorded to lull Ran Cang to sleep when he was seven years old.

Ran Cang felt a surge of warmth in her heart as she listened to her brother's clear voice.

When the "Osmanthus Cake March" played again, Ran Cang discovered that her quantum tears had turned honey-colored.

"Eternal Furnace activated."

Jun Li Que placed Ran Cang's hand on the control panel, his expression solemn yet gentle.

As he moved, the starry sky suddenly solidified into a crystal ball, as if time had stopped.

"Every today will be played on a loop in a parallel universe from now on."

Jun Lique said softly, his voice filled with anticipation for the future.

Sui Si inserted the Frost Soul Sword into the energy capsule as a record needle, then embraced his lover and hummed the most popular song of the moment.

Outside the porthole, Ran Cang from three hundred different time periods simultaneously raised his osmanthus milk tea.

The bubbles formed an unbreakable rainbow bridge in the sea of ​​stars, a breathtaking sight, as if the universe were playing a hymn of praise for their happiness.

Sui Si's gaze suddenly turned extremely serious, breaking the laughter and chatter of the crowd, as he solemnly spoke:

"There is something I want to accomplish."

Jun Sui looked puzzled and leaned closer to ask, "What is it?"

Sui Si's lips curled slightly upward, his eyes sparkling with happiness, and he uttered two words meaningfully:

"marriage."

In an instant, the air seemed to freeze. Ran Cang and Jun Li Que stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief.

"???"

Jun Sui was stunned. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word for a moment.

……

On the broad, cold deck of the Godslayer Ship, a thin layer of frost quietly spread out, as if time had veiled this special ceremony with a mysterious veil.

Three hundred and sixty-five soul-guiding lamps floated in the void, like twinkling stars in the night sky, emitting a ghostly blue light.

Each lamp's wick contains a fragment of a fallen immortal's natal magic weapon.

These fragments, carrying their past glory and memories, quietly tell their stories in the mysterious glow of the quantum sea.

"Sister Qingluan's formation-breaking shuttle... should be located here."

Ran Cang murmured softly, her fingers gently stroking the charred tail feathers on the Frost Soul Sword tassel, her eyes filled with sorrow and longing.

Her dark red wedding dress rippled slightly in the dim light of the quantum sea, like a spider lily blooming in hell.

She suddenly turned her head to look at Sui Si, who was focused on adjusting the soul-guiding lamp, her voice carrying a hint of expectation mixed with a hint of melancholy:

"Brother, do you still remember what Sister Qingluan said when she taught us the blessing dance?"

Sui Si stopped what he was doing and tied the last soul-guiding lamp to the mechanical jade rabbit's ear.

The bronze lampshade reflected the marks of time etched on his eyes. He sighed softly and said slowly:

"She said that when you get married, you should walk on my sword tassel as a red carpet."

As he spoke, he flicked the sword lightly with his finger, and the Breaking Formation Shuttle emitted a clear and melodious hum, as if responding to a past promise.

"Now it has really come true."

Sui Si's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint, bitter smile.

That smile held both nostalgia for the past and joy at her sister's upcoming marriage.

Jun Lique held the nuptial wine and slowly turned out of the cabin.

As the liquid was stirred by the quantum storm, it shimmered with tiny starlight, like sincere blessings.

"Old Man Beidou said this jar of 'Drunken Thousand Autumns' should be aged for 100,000 years, but it has been opened ahead of schedule."

Jun Lique's voice, both sunny and filled with regret, echoed on the silent deck.

He paused suddenly, his fingertips gently tracing the cracks on the rim of the wine cup, a barely perceptible sadness flashing in his eyes:

"On the eve of his death, he was still saying that he was afraid he wouldn't live to see this wedding."

"Look at this shimmering satin!"

Jun Sui's voice broke the brief silence.

He forcefully unfurled the azure-colored cloak, and from the magnificent cloud patterns, the phantom of the apothecary boy suddenly leaped out.

The lively ball of light circled Ran Cang three times joyfully, accompanied by a crackling electrical noise, followed by a child's tender voice:

"Sister A-Cang, would you like some Soul-Stabilizing Incense?"

The boy has just developed a new recipe... *sizzle*...

Ran Cang's fingertips gently passed through the fading light, her eyes filled with tenderness and longing.

The twin lotus blossoms at the hem of her wedding dress seemed to sense her emotions and suddenly bloomed.

"The little boy always says he wants to give my husband itching powder to intimidate him, so that he will know that I am powerful and will not bully me."

The wedding will be even more lively.

Ran Cang suddenly chuckled softly, but before the laughter subsided, tears had already fallen onto the lotus heart:

"Now I'm actually hoping he'll come and cause some trouble."

Just as everyone was immersed in reminiscing about their deceased loved ones, the Godslayer Ship suddenly trembled violently, as if shaken by an invisible force.

In the void, the afterimage of the Purple Star Emperor's star chart slowly emerged, his majestic voice rumbling, carrying fragments of stars:

"Young master of the Jun family, how about the century-old wine that I promised you?"

Upon hearing this, Jun Lique immediately knelt on one knee, the mecha bracers striking the deck with a crisp sound.

His gaze was firm and sincere as he looked at the afterimage of the star chart and said:

"The Emperor once said that he would personally officiate at the wedding of my brother and me."

As he spoke, he raised his wine cup and forcefully splashed it onto the astrolabe. The wine instantly transformed into a dazzling galaxy in the air, tightly enveloping the astrolabe's afterimage.

"This cup is a toast to the eternally burning lamp of life in the Thirty-Three Heavens!"

"You brat..." The illusory star chart suddenly collapsed into countless points of light, as if it were the Emperor's last smile.

The last wisp of spiritual energy slowly condensed into the golden seal on the marriage certificate, witnessing this promise that transcends life, death, and time.

Ran Cang suddenly grabbed Sui Si's armor straps, his expression excited:

"Brother, listen!"

The broken strings of the harp on her wrist trembled slightly, and from the void came the intermittent chanting of the fairy maiden in charge of music:

"The peach tree is young and tender... its blossoms are bright and beautiful..."

"She always complained that the lyrics I wrote were too cliché."

Sui Si's eyes were filled with memories. He plunged the Frost Soul Sword into the crack in the deck. The sword energy surged, causing the three hundred Soul-Guiding Lamps to murmur in unison, as if mourning the lost beauty.

"Nowadays, I'm afraid no one will compose music for this 'Ode to the Meteorite'."

As if driven by some mysterious force, the mechanical Jade Rabbits suddenly lined up and crashed into the bridge.

Their taillights flashed rapidly against the dark sky, creating a picture of a banquet.

Ran Cang gazed at the shimmering stars in the void, her eyes filled with emotion. Her fingertips gently traced the Milky Way on the flowing light ribbon, and she murmured:

"This is the seating arrangement for the Jade Pool Banquet—the Goddess Xuan Nu should sit at the east end, and the Venerable Medicine King prefers to sit by the window..."

"It's a pity that no one will lift my wine jar anymore."

Jun Sui suddenly opened the reactor of the God-Slaying Ship, and the four of them were surprised to find that under the layers of metal shell was a banquet made of their natal magic treasures.

The Azure Phoenix Immortal's feather hairpin transformed into jade chopsticks, and the Purple Emperor's crown became a wine pot.

Each object gleamed with the faint light of its former owner's remaining spirit, as if telling tales of past liveliness and joy.

They are just material possessions; as long as they can make my friends happy, it's all worthwhile.

Sui Si picked up the Star Sand Cup of the Big Dipper Star Lord, and the wine swirled gently in the cup, reflecting his master's shattered sword spirit.