This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 446 They are a perfect match, a match made in heaven, who are you, a monster, to object?
The answer isn't hard to guess.

Based on Xiang Yuan's understanding of Yue Huanjiang, he started out as a winner in life, but he's still single. He hasn't succeeded in winning over his two maids, Hongxiao and Qingli, who were given away for free, let alone taking the initiative to win over his fox spirit master.

It's unlikely that Qu Rou will take the initiative, even if Xiang Yuan makes her swear an oath.

Even Xiang Yuan himself didn't believe in oaths. He had prayed to heaven countless times. Making Qu Rou swear an oath was just a way to find a reason to let his sister-in-law off the hook.

This marriage was clearly not what the groom and bride wanted.

The mastermind behind it all!

"Is it finally time to make a move on this innocent little flower?"

Xiang Yuan squinted at the wedding invitation. The location of the newlyweds' wedding was also quite interesting. It seemed that they were afraid he wouldn't dare to go. The wedding venue was not set in the already designated place of the East China Sea hermitage, but in Jiangdong of the Southern Jin Dynasty, the territory of the Sun family of Jiangdong.

"Who do you think you are? Even if it's set up at headquarters, you're still going to..."

We'll still go once we've got enough people!

Xiang Yuan closed the wedding invitation. His elder brother was getting married. As his younger brother, he could have been unaware of it, but now that he knew, how could he not attend?

Forget about all the schemes and tricks, he's determined to win this banquet!
Xiang Yuan put away the wedding invitation and looked down to meet Chan'er's delicate and lovely face.

The enchantress wore a silver moon-shaped veil as thin as a cicada's wing, her eyes seemed to shimmer with the light of autumn water, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, making her watery eyes even more alluring.

Innocent and naive, yet subtly using seductive arts, this vixen is getting more and more adept.

Xiang Yuan and Chan'er were a match made in heaven long ago, their hearts were in perfect harmony, how could he not know what she was thinking? Turning her head, Xiao Lingyue stared disdainfully at the back of Chan'er's head, Jiang Yingjun was still providing background music, and Xiao Lingyan's gaze darted away as if she had something to say.

Everyone wants to attend the wedding.

That probably won't work. This journey is extremely dangerous. Without the cultivation of a Grandmaster, one might not even be able to protect oneself.

Speaking the truth would be too hurtful, so Xiang Yuan didn't want to say it. She gave Xiao Lingyue a look, as the eldest sister in her husband's heart, you should be the one to speak up and play the villain.

……

The following day, the overlord made his way to the Guanyin Temple and spread the news that he was going to worship the Guanyin who grants children.

I didn't mean anything by it. I was just bored and wanted to amuse myself by teasing the fans of artsy young women. I found it incredibly satisfying to hear their heart-wrenching wails.

Today, the Guanyin Temple was booked out for the entire event. The four princesses lined up in a row. Xiao Lingyue and Chan'er were both somewhat incredulous when they saw Xiang Yuan bowing to the jade statue of Guanyin.

Others may not know, but the two of them do: some people may look like ordinary people, but in reality, they are the True Martial Emperor.

Even the True Martial Emperor's knees buckled before Guanyin Bodhisattva...

Well, after all, she is Guanyin, a highly respected and virtuous Bodhisattva, so it's not impossible.

I was too timid and didn't guess the truth.

After returning to the Overlord's Mansion, Xiang Yuan teleported directly to the Great Ascension Mountain of the Heavenly Sect. He did not see Xiao He anywhere and thought to himself, "This is outrageous. My brother-in-law/brother-in-law really knows how to hide. He hasn't shown up even after so long."

"What, a banquet?"

Inside the Taixu Hall, Xiang Yuan explained his purpose. As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Wuzhou, who had originally maintained the demeanor of a grandmaster, immediately turned pale and fainted.

If you're going to talk about this, then I won't pretend to be an expert!
The wedding invitation was clearly a scheme by the mastermind. Rather than a scheme against Xiang Yuan, it was more about using Xiang Yuan to lure out Ji Wuzhou. The latter figured that if he dared to go to Jiangdong for the banquet, once he returned to Tianzong, it would be Xiang Yuan's turn to hold a funeral and eat at his banquet.

Don't go!

The sect leader of the Heavenly Sect always keeps his word; if he says he won't go, he won't go.

“Master, you can’t hide from the temple even if you try to hide from the monk. They’ve already shoved the challenge in your face. If you don’t accept it, they’ll laugh their teeth out.”

"It would be even better if we laughed ourselves to death; wouldn't it be wonderful to win without a fight!"

Ji Wuzhou shook his head repeatedly. Every time he teamed up with Xiang Yuan, nothing good ever came of it. They were either injured or on their way to getting injured. He was determined not to repeat the same mistake today.

Xiang Yuan reasoned with him and appealed to his emotions until he explained that he had arranged for help. Only then did Ji Wuzhou nod in agreement, saying that he would hide in the shadows and wait for the mastermind to appear so that he could take his life in a sneak attack.

The old man in the broken sampan was just a lazy bum, not someone who frequented the 70s. He knew the saying "two tigers cannot share one mountain," and his conflict with the mastermind behind the scenes was irreconcilable. It was a fight to the death; there was no escaping it.

If the young sect leader can bring in reinforcements at the upper three realms, he, as the sect leader, wouldn't mind taking a gamble when he's in a disadvantageous situation.

One-on-one duels are out of the question. Reputable sects don't care about such things. Uniting the strength of many is what they consider the inevitable trend.

Ji Wuzhou deeply agreed with this principle, and Xiang Yuan was even more familiar with it, so they arrived at Wushuang Palace as soon as they turned around.

Within the small grotto, Xiang Yuan had not yet found Bai Wuyan, and looking towards the Nine Heavens Immortal Mountain of West Kunlun, he found it deserted.

He first rinsed himself in the cold pool, then sat cross-legged in the Jade Pool for a while, clearing away the overflowing water vapor, and then refined the medicine into his body before calmly entering the White Lotus Palace.

Inside the palace, Bai Wuyan sat upright on the crystal cloud bed, head bowed, competing with the ninth-grade immaculate white lotus. She was persistent and determined, and never gave up.

If it were Xiang Yuan, he would have already been content to lie down and let the unexpected opportunity fall into his lap.

Bai Wuyan noticed Xiang Yuan's arrival but ignored him, continuing to stare at the Wugou Bailian without even raising her head.

Seeing Qing Zhuying loyally protecting him, Xiang Yuan's eyes lit up. He took out the wedding invitation and stepped forward, spreading it out in front of him, saying, "Good news, great news! Your good sister Qu Rou is getting married soon and will become my sister-in-law!"

Qingzhu Ying stared blankly at the wedding invitation, and when she saw the names of the newlyweds, her mouth dropped open in surprise.

Realizing her lapse in decorum, she quickly covered her mouth and looked at Xiang Yuan with alarmed eyes. If someone was just trying to make fun of her, they could have just gone directly to her; there was no need to jeopardize her best friend's reputation.

"What's so surprising? As the saying goes, you can know a person's face but not their heart. You're surprised that your good sister and disciple are getting married, but I'm more surprised that my brother is such a disobedient disciple!" Xiang Yuan snorted twice, saying that he was the most respectful person to his teacher, and that Yue Huanjiang had disappointed him too much.

Bah, hypocrite!
Qingzhuying stammered, still in shock, her tongue barely able to flow: "I know, Sister Rou... In short, there's definitely something wrong with this marriage."

"They are a perfect match, a match made in heaven. Who are you, a monster, to object?"

Xiang Yuan's expression changed. Although he hated rebellious disciples the most, he wholeheartedly supported this marriage. Without giving Qing Zhuying a chance to say anything more, he glanced at Bai Wuyan, put his hand on her shoulder, and used his innate strength to pull Qing Zhuying out of the White Lotus Palace.

Let's go outside and talk!

Bai Wuyan raised her head, watched the two people leave arm in arm, narrowed her eyes, and her gaze was quite cold.

Outside the White Lotus Palace, Xiang Yuan pressed Qing Zhuying into the position of the goalkeeper, waved the wedding invitation and said, "I'm going to attend the ceremony to congratulate the couple on their marriage. Don't say I didn't help you. If you have anything to say to your good sister, I'll pass it on for you."

Qingzhu Ying glanced gratefully at Xiang Yuan, and had a lot to say to Qu Rou. After thinking it over, she decided to write a letter and ask Xiang Yuan to pass it on to Qu Rou.

She was doing alright at Wushuang Palace. The palace master seemed unapproachable, but in reality, he rarely spoke. Except for the few days when she first arrived and was strictly disciplined by him, after that, she lived like at Baiyun Manor. She could cultivate when she needed to and rest when she needed to. She had no shortage of cultivation resources, and the master from the upper three realms would answer her questions.

She is doing well in Wushuang Palace and has no intention of leaving, so her good sister doesn't need to worry or think about rescuing her.

In short, I am so happy here that I don't miss Shu at all.

Qingzhuying took out paper and pen to write a letter, but when she saw her master's lover waiting beside her and peeking at her as she wrote, she stopped writing in mid-air, stammering and unable to continue.

Qingzhuying: What are you standing there for? Come inside. This letter should be finished by the time you finish your business.

Just like having someone behind you and not being able to speak, having someone standing behind you makes the writing experience extremely poor.

Qingzhuying is a support hero, with few crowd control abilities, but she excels at healing teammates. She has a mild temperament and is very shy, so she hesitates to speak and instead writes the letter.

Xiang Yuan accepted the letter, indicating that he would personally deliver it to Qu Rou. After receiving Qing Zhuying's profuse thanks, he turned and left.

Bang!
Good start!

Qingzhu Ying silently lowered her head, obediently guarding the door, keeping her eyes down and pretending not to hear anything.

Xiang Yuan swaggered into the White Lotus Palace, closing the door behind him. Seeing Bai Wuyan's indifferent expression, he quickly put on a look of sudden realization, took off his shoes, sat on the crystal cloud bed, and prepared to give the White Palace Master a 298 yuan gift.

thump!
Before he could even get a chance to do anything, his robes were torn to shreds and he was thrown into the cold pool next door.

He had just touched Qingzhuying's shoulder, and it was dirty. Only after Xiang Yuan climbed out of the cold pool and returned to the White Lotus Palace did he finally touch Bai Wuyan's shoulder.

Xiang Yuan put on an expression of remorse, completed the whole process, stood behind Bai Wuyan, straightened her palace robes, and left, once again getting a good head.

Bai Wuyan, unable to bear it any longer, looked at Xiang Yuan with displeasure, put away the Immaculate White Lotus and said, "Even Qingzhuying knows that there is something fishy about this marriage, how could you not guess? Since you have come to Wushuang Palace, why don't you speak to me?"

"The White House has been in a bad mood lately, and I do not want to humiliate myself."

"How can you make a judgment if you don't speak?"

Bai Wuyan's tone was unfriendly. Xiang Yuan had his arm around Qing Zhuying right in front of her, and only after being detained did he realize to straighten his attitude. His behavior made it seem as if Qing Zhuying was the master of this place, and she was just an extra who went along with the trend.

This is absurd! What do you mean the White House Chief of Staff is in a bad mood lately?
She's in a bad mood, you can try to comfort her, pshaw, you can try to beg her!

"Lord White House, I have a favor to ask of you."

"No."

Bai Wuyan resolutely refused, leaving no room for negotiation. After taking the blood medicine, she forced Xiang Yuan to go through the process again. Seeing that his attitude was still quite proper, she then let him leave.

Take advantage!

After leaving Wushuang Palace, he waved his hand, looked at the pure white golden wheel the size of his palm, and silently gave himself a thumbs up.

He knew perfectly well why the rich woman was in a bad mood. It was nothing more than the rumor that the Queen Mother of the West and King Mu of Zhou had slept together, and she had inexplicably been given a predestined marriage, which she disliked from the bottom of her heart.

Xiang Yuan did not comment on the rumor, nor did he take advantage of his identical appearance to King Mu of Zhou to make any moves during his cultivation.

Well, it did move, but it was a normal movement.

He meant that he did not take advantage of the rumors of a predestined marriage to push Bai Wuyan into the womb.

This move will only provoke Bai Wuyan's resentment. On the contrary, only by maintaining a proper attitude as usual, or even deliberately avoiding her, can one secure this position.

Just as Xiang Yuan had predicted, if he directly stated his purpose, the rich woman would definitely refuse him outright. However, if he was not good with words and took the initiative to avoid talking about the rumors, the rich woman would refuse on the surface, but seeing his submissive attitude, she would make the decision for him.

"As expected of me, my experience has paid off..."

Xiang Yuan started counting on his fingers: his teammate was a broken sampan, his powerful ally was the White Palace Master, plus himself, a pretty boy with cultivation at the Upper Three Realms, and Xiao Lingyue and Chan'er, whose mechanics were unclear and who could instantly kill those at the Upper Three Realms with the Sun and Moon in the Sky. With that, their trip to Jiangdong should be a sure thing.

That being said, it's still somewhat risky, and...

"There is a hidden danger that needs to be addressed."

Xiang Yuan squinted his eyes and moved through space, heading straight towards southern Xinjiang.

Senior Zombie!
After learning that the broken sampan was the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor, Xiang Yuan became somewhat wary of Senior Jiang. Judging from their similar faces, Senior Jiang was also a reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor, who was tricked by the Yanfu Sect and forced to work for 'her,' namely the Queen Mother of the West.

Xiang Yuan had seen Senior Jiang's last will and testament. This guy was also a riddle-maker in his lifetime. Knowing that he had become a pawn of the Queen Mother of the West, he tried every means to escape, leaving behind his physical body and the jade disc, while his primordial spirit escaped into reincarnation.

The suicide note said that Senior Jiang accidentally entered a mysterious place, which is how he escaped from the Queen Mother of the West's chessboard.

The riddle-maker didn't specify the exact location, but Xiang Yuan guessed that while the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor could escape the Queen Mother of the West's chessboard, he certainly couldn't escape the Heavenly Emperor's chessboard. Escaping the shackles was just like moving to an even bigger cage.

Even a pair of underwear and a piece of toilet paper have their uses, let alone the physical body of the reincarnated Heavenly Emperor, especially given the formidable strength of Senior Jiang's body, which must involve other schemes as well.

Keeping it is too hot to handle, but now that the time is right, I've decided to give it up.

The mastermind behind it all is a great choice; this big gift is his!
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Mid-February, in the Jiangdong area of ​​southern Jinjiang.

Across the vast expanse of the Yangtze River, a network of waterways stretches for thousands of miles, where white walls and black tiles appear and disappear amidst the misty waves.

When the drizzle falls, oil-paper umbrellas bloom like flowers in the bluestone alleys, and the sound of water is melodious as the rain passes over the steps; when dusk falls, the pipa plays a drunken tune at Maple Bridge, fishing lights flicker, and wine flags stand askew.

This place is the wealthiest in the world, with bustling markets and elegant landscapes, as well as the fragrance of tea and the charm of ink.

Ahead lies a bustling street filled with the sounds of people, teahouses and taverns teeming with life; just around the corner, one finds babbling brooks, bridges spanning flowing streams, and pavilions nestled among the trees. Amidst the subtle fragrance of flowers and the gentle murmur of voices, the scene unfolds like a traditional Chinese ink painting, revealing the picturesque landscape of Jiangnan.

On the river, the ornately decorated boats glided slowly along.

It was early February, and the willow branches on both banks were sprouting, with signs of hundreds of flowers blooming in competition. Due to the early start of the rainy season, the sky was covered with a continuous drizzle, and most of the area east of the river was soaked in the spring atmosphere. The distant mountains and nearby waters were all covered with a layer of light gauze, hazy and dreamlike.

Three parts mist and rain, seven parts elegance, together make up a perfect spring scene, a beauty that will never fade for a thousand years.

Xiao Lingyue stood by the carved railing of the painted boat, her beautiful eyes looking around. She was quite pleased with the scenery of Jiangdong. When she turned her head, she saw the enchantress lying in Xiang Yuan's arms. She rolled her eyes and was no longer so happy.

This wasn't Xiang Yuan's first time in Jiangdong. Having worked on flood control for two consecutive years, he was quite familiar with the area. The scenery was undeniably elegant, imbued with the poetic charm of ink paintings. It was a place that had both money and beautiful scenery—truly a place where money and scenery were both desirable.

The local leaders are no good. Whether it's the Jiangdong Sun family, which has a lot of quirks, or the Jiangdong Sun family member in front of him, Xiang Yuan is speechless.

In her arms, Chan'er nestled and rubbed against her.

Xiang Yuan patted his bottom, put it aside, and got up to go to Xiao Lingyue's side: "Jiangdong Tianbao County, sail along this river into the Yangtze River and you can enter the East China Sea. Travel a few hundred miles further, and you will reach the place where the mastermind is located, the land of the rogue cultivators..."

Xiao Lingyue saw that Xiang Yuan stopped halfway through his speech, fearing that he might act impulsively and head straight for the East China Sea, so she urged him to calm down.

"Madam is overthinking it. I'm terrified of dying."

Xiang Yuan shook his head slightly. He wanted to cut the Gordian knot quickly to prevent the mastermind from causing more trouble, but his strength didn't allow it. Not only could he not prop up the broken sampan, but the experts he knew in the upper three realms were all unreliable.

For example, the Sword Master with a Flint to the Door, and the simple-minded one.

If the Sword Master of the Door Crack and the Lord of the White Palace didn't fight every time they met, and if they weren't so foolish as to be so treacherous, he would have dared to team up and head straight for the mastermind's lair.

Fortunately, the current situation is not so bad, especially after the three countries signed a friendly treaty, it will be difficult for the mastermind behind the scenes to stir up chaos in the world again.

As the two were chatting, a similarly sized pleasure boat came sailing in the opposite direction. Looking into the distance, they saw a young man in white standing at the bow, with a beautiful woman in purple on his left and two charming maids in red and green behind him, looking every bit the winner in life.

Xiang Yuan quickly called over Chan'er, and embraced her on both sides, thus preventing him from being outshone.

Xiao Lingyue and Chan'er looked on curiously, scrutinizing the good elder brother Xiang Yuan had mentioned. Xiao Lingyue, in particular, seemed quite interested in this Yue Huanjiang.

There was no other reason than that Xiang Yuan had two sworn brothers who lavished praise on Yue Huanjiang, while showing deep disdain for Xiao He.

Xiao Lingyue didn't say it aloud, but she had a lot of complaints in her heart. Her brother Xiao He was indeed not good in this way or that way, and he was full of flaws. She hated him to the core, but she would not allow Xiao He to be outdone by others in the circle of brothers.

At first glance, four beauties stood on the bow of the boat, and Yue Huanjiang's heroic spirit was quite subtle.

She looks like a woman, could she be a woman disguised as a man? x2
Xiao Chan's eyes instantly sharpened!
The spatial ripples spread out, and four figures instantly appeared on the distant painted boat.

"Brother, sister-in-law, your younger brother and his two wives greet you."

Xiang Yuan smiled and bowed as he stepped forward to introduce his wife and concubine. He then took out Qing Zhuying's letter and handed it to Yue Huanjiang, who then passed it on to Qu Rou.

Upon hearing that it was a handwritten letter from her best friend, Qu Rou immediately opened it and began to read. She found the letter filled with a strange expression, as the writer seemed to have forgotten all about home.

What do you mean by "your master treats you well"? That's just too decadent!

Qu Rou was skeptical, but she suppressed her doubts and put away the letter. She bowed slightly to Xiang Yuan and said, "Brother, Zhu Ying and I are like sisters. If we talk about relationships, we are also family. She has no relatives in Wushuang Palace, so I will have to trouble you to take good care of her."

"..." x2
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Chan was displeased. The master of Wushuang Palace was Bai Wuyan. What relationship did she have with Xiang Yuan? What right did he have to take care of her?

Or is it that some things have already spread to the point that everyone knows?
"Don't worry, sister-in-law, I'll take care of this. From now on, as long as Xiang Mou has a meal to eat, she'll make sure to wash her own dishes."

Xiang Yuan patted his chest and assured him, then put his arm around Yue Huanjiang's shoulder, pulled him aside, and muttered loudly, "Brother, you actually married your master! Tell me, how did you do it?"

I didn't mean anything by it, I just wanted to offer some criticism.

(End of this chapter)