The lingxu realm was situated between the cultivation realm and the divine realm serving as the home of countless immortal clan and divine beast. 

In the narrow mountain of yuming immortal mountain, members of the mountain spirit clan, donning white deer masks, consciously carried a bridal sedan chair, navigating their way through. 

The wedding procession consisted of merely a few dozen people, which appeared rather modest considering the intermarriage between two clans. 

Yun Zhao inside the cramped sedan chair, wearing a white deer mask, felt dizzy and disoriented. The deer antler ornaments hanging from the red canopy above weighing heavily on his head, preventing him from lifting it, he wanted to wipe off the thin sweat on his forehead,but his wrist were securely bounded by the immortal binding rope, lest he try to escape.

Yun Zhao was a typical office worker, sticking to a routine of eight to nine work hours, with no interest other than eating little did he know that a car accident would transport him to this world bustling with divine beast and exorcist races. 

Upon his arrival, he learned about the arranged marriage between the dragon clan and the mountain spirit clan. The mountain spirit clan was favored by the heavens, possessing exceptionally pure spiritual power and adeptness to healing arts, making them the most desirable partners for many immortal beasts clan. 

However, due to severe injuries sustain by Ao yu, the dragon clan's representative during a battle with the demons in the abyss, the clan leader refused to wed their young master to the fallen god, given his violent and unpredictable temperament. 

This morning, a few burly men forced Yun Zhao into the bridal sedan chair, it was only then he realized that his clan intended for him to stand in for the mountain spirit's young master in their marriage. 

Before his departure the mountain spirit's master caressed Yun Zhao face, a faintly mocking smile curving his thin lips, "Trash suit trash. It a perfect match."