Junior Sister is too competitive, she drastically alters the Joyful Union Sect.

Chapter 358 Snow Beyond the Clouds

"Who is this?"

"I don't know. This Hundred Flowers Pavilion is a very prestigious place. It's said that there will be a hundred flowers blooming tonight. Who would dare to hang someone outside the stage?"

"Who knows? It looks like bait. Who knows who it's trying to lure out?"

……

A large crowd of onlookers quickly gathered below the Hundred Flowers Pavilion.

Shen Youqing's side also became crowded.

The four-story-high platform was decorated with red silk ribbons and red gauze curtains. Looking up, one could vaguely see tables and chairs behind the curtains.

"Aren't you coming up?"

A deep, cold voice came from the high platform and reached everyone's ears.

The crowd looked around curiously.

Shen Youqing, standing in the crowd, had most of her face hidden under her hood, making it impossible to see her expression, but her aura was noticeably colder and more somber.

Xie Changting, who was mingling in the crowd on the other side, felt that the voice was familiar.

!

Demon Lord?!
Shen Youqing!
Xie Changting suddenly turned around to look for Shen Youqing, but his side was also crowded with people, and he couldn't squeeze out for a while.

"If you don't come soon, I'm going to cut the rope." A teasing voice rang out unhurriedly, "Once the rope is cut, the hounds will swarm..."

As Shen Youqing turned to leave, he was bound by demonic energy descending from the sky, and his entire body quickly flew towards the high platform.

Xie Changting recognized him at a glance, and seeing the look in Shen Youqing's eyes, he immediately calmed down.

Shen Youqing, who had landed on the high platform, was turned around by the demonic energy.

Behind the red gauze curtain, Jun Su sat in a chair, holding a glass cup in his hand, sipping the wine with his eyes lowered.

He put down the glass cup, stood up and went over. With his slender fingers, he lifted the hood and took it off, revealing Shen Youqing's beautiful but pale face.

"You're injured?" Jun Su gently stroked Shen Youqing's cheek with his cool fingertips. "You're so heartless. She's your close friend, after all."

Looking into Shen Youqing's icy gaze, Jun Su slowly said, "Don't move around, or you'll be haunted by the ghost infant inside you."

That woman can't threaten Shen Youqing, but this little ghost baby can.

Seeing that she had stopped struggling, he placed his hand on Shen Youqing's waist and encircled her waist.

"Three days from now, at the hour of You (5-7 PM), my wife and I will be married at the Hundred Flowers Pavilion. We cordially invite you all to attend the ceremony."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd was in an uproar.

? !
Without a doubt, the lady Jun Su was referring to was Shen Youqing!
Xie Changting felt a chill run down his spine.

Crazy crazy!

Before Shen Youqing could even speak, Jun Su grabbed her waist and carried her away.

Top floor.

Jun Su carried Shen Youqing into the room with one hand, and then threw her onto the soft couch.

Looking at Shen Youqing, who seemed completely at someone's mercy, Jun Su's gloomy eyes gleamed with an intense determination to win.

"Your wife..."

Jun Su's crimson lips curved into a smile, directly shattering Shen Youqing's hopes, "It's you."

?

With his hands and feet bound, Shen Youqing used his core strength to sit up abruptly. Looking at Jun Su, who didn't seem to be lying, he was so angry that his mind went blank. "You're really crazy!"

Faced with Shen Youqing's anger, Jun Su's cold voice rang out unhurriedly, "Don't you want to catch up with your old friends?"

"Threatening me?" Shen Youqing took a deep breath, forcing himself to remain calm and not get angry.

She always finds a way to escape!

Moreover, those hundreds of demonic cultivators might be inextricably linked to Jun Su!
Jun Su did not reply to Shen Youqing's words, but only said to the outside, "Come in."

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

Qin Mei carried a mahogany tray in one hand and pushed a woman in with the other, saying, "Demon Lord, Demon Queen."

Shen Youqing shuddered with a chill. The woman, whose hands were tied behind her back, looked up through the beaded curtain at Shen Youqing, who was sitting on the soft couch, and said in a familiar and gentle tone, "Jinjin."

"You have no right to call that name!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Youqing's sharp gaze fell on Jun Su.

So fierce?
It seems that Shen Youqing isn't as indifferent as he appears.

With a flick of his finger, Jun Su transformed the demonic energy binding Shen Youqing into a bracelet that landed on her wrist.

Qin Mei put down the tray and then followed Jun Su out.

Only Shen Youqing and the woman remained in the empty room.

"Miss Shen Er."

The woman, her hands bound, spoke, her gentle and familiar tone tinged with sarcasm.

Shen Youqing stood up, his gaze, which was hard to decipher, fixed on that familiar yet unfamiliar face. His expression remained unchanged, but the turmoil in his heart was considerable.

"Snow Beyond the Clouds." Shen Youqing lifted the beaded curtain and stepped out, then bent down and sat on the octagonal stool. His voice, now cold and sharp, sounded quite ruthless. "Why are you in Zizhou City?"

Yunwaixue was not intimidated. She slowly walked up and sat on the stool. "Aren't you also in Zizhou City?"

Looking at Shen Youqing's expressionless face, she curled her lips into a smile.

"Didn't you want to see me before?" Yun Waixue adjusted her posture. "Now that we've met, aren't you going to catch up?"

"..." Shen Youqing slowly rubbed his fingertips, recalling the past, his eyes suddenly darkening, "What is there to talk about between us?"

"There's really nothing to say." Yun Waixue's fake smile vanished, replaced by a cold and resistant expression.

Shen Youqing stood up and walked outside.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Qin Mei standing at the entrance and Jun Su standing two steps away.

It was obvious that the two of them had been eavesdropping.

Seeing Shen Youqing's cold and angry expression, Jun Su raised an eyebrow. "So angry? Then I'll help you kill her?"

Without saying a word, Shen Youqing clenched his fist and rushed forward.

Jun Su raised his hand to block, glancing at Qin Mei who was about to make a move.

Qin Mei immediately stood still and obediently.

"So hot-tempered?" Jun Su said while parrying, looking at Shen Youqing's icy face. "I offered to kill him for you, but you weren't willing."

Shen Youqing didn't say anything, but his attacks became even more ruthless.

Zhao Lingxi and Lu Jin, who arrived late, only saw their Demon Lord defending and blocking.

Lu Jin asked Qin Mei, "What's wrong?"

This wasn't his first time interacting with Shen Youqing. The usually calm and rational Shen Youqing seemed like he'd been hit by a dynamite today.

"I don't know," Qin Mei's calm and indifferent voice rang out.

Lu Jin didn't ask any further questions. Zhao Lingxi, who was watching from the side, said after a while, "She seems to be angry and embarrassed. Did the Demon Lord touch on something that was on her mind?"

Qin Mei glanced at Zhao Lingxi, giving him a warning look.

Zhao Lingxi said no more.

Shen Youqing gradually calmed down. She stopped and adjusted the cloak on her shoulders. "Don't think about things that are impossible."

“You can contact your master and the others right now.” Jun Su raised his hand to smooth out the wrinkles on his sleeve. “As long as you can bear the consequences.”

The five sect leaders are a significant threat to the Demon Realm. If Hua Yuan dares to come, then Zizhou City will be her burial ground.

“You wouldn’t risk your master’s life, nor would you joke about your own brother.” Jun Su leaned back slightly against the railing, his posture relaxed and composed. “Your own brother, the young master of the Shen family, is now in the city lord’s mansion in Mingcha.”

"You're using Shen Quelin to blackmail me, trying to force me to get married obediently?" Shen Youqing said bluntly.

You nodded.

Shen Youqing sneered, "That's all; it's not enough sincerity."

Jun Su raised his hand, signaling Shen Youqing to state his request.

"Those demonic cultivators who fled to Zizhou City, I want their heads." Shen Youqing raised his hand, his tone so matter-of-fact. "If you want to marry me, you can't just have no sincerity at all, can you?"