The path to immortality through martial arts begins with being forced into marriage!

Cui Yi was quite surprised by this result; he hadn't expected the other party to be willing to see him at this critical juncture.

Just as Yun Yi said, Cui Yi is now a true target of public criticism, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is being hunted down by all the demonic sects.

After thinking it over, he couldn't find any reason to refuse.

After all, it is now his turn to ask for their help, rather than him being in control.

"Then I'll trouble Fellow Daoist Yun to lead the way."

Seeing that Cui Yi agreed, Yun Yi didn't hesitate. He raised his hand and waved, and a beam of spiritual light flew out from his storage ring, which then transformed into a palm-sized spirit boat.

The spirit boat grew longer as it faced the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into the size of a normal small boat, hovering steadily in mid-air.

"The safe place His Highness arranged is not the same place where you will meet."

"However, Fellow Daoist Cui can rest assured that this magic weapon is called the Shuttle Boat. It flies extremely fast and can reach its destination in less than an hour."

"It's very simple to use. All I need to do is input enough true energy and set an accurate coordinate."

"I've already set the coordinates in advance; now all that's needed is for the two ladies to board the ship."

"it is good."

Cui Yi nodded, then lowered his head and explained the situation to Xu Yunyan and Tang'er in a gentle voice.

Xu Yunyan had already prepared herself mentally. After giving Cui Yi a deep look, she didn't say anything more and pulled Tang'er onto the spirit boat.

Before leaving, Tang'er kept turning back to look at herself, her eyes red, but she bit her lip tightly and didn't cry out.

Cui Yi stood there, watching the spirit boat gradually rise into the sky until it turned into a black dot and disappeared into the horizon.

After completing the arrangements, Yun Yi gestured for them to proceed and said, "Fellow Daoist Cui, let's set off now."

Cui Yi nodded, then summoned Qieman.

Both of them are capable of flying on swords, so there is absolutely no need for them to use magical artifacts for transportation.

Cui Yi's cultivation level has not yet broken through to the Core Formation Realm, but because of the enhancement of his mental power, his speed in flying on his sword is even faster than Yun Yi's.

Looking at Cui Yi, who was half a body length ahead of him, Yun Yi's eyes were filled with shock.

No wonder he's such a ruthless person who turned the Cui clan upside down!

The two traveled for a short time and soon entered the territory of the Great Yan Dynasty.

With numerous no-fly zones in the vicinity, Cui Yi naturally wouldn't risk being discovered by forcibly breaking through the checkpoints.

Fortunately, Yun Yi had arranged everything quite well and carried many passes with him. He only had to say a few words to get through the checkpoint smoothly.

The two of them traveled smoothly to the capital of the Great Yan Dynasty. Cui Yi had thought they would go to a secluded villa.

result……

Yun Yi took him directly to the palace.

This scene made Cui Yi's eyelids twitch involuntarily. As expected of someone who has been able to plan in the capital for many years, his composure is truly impressive!

The most dangerous place is the safest place!

The palace was so vast that, and since it was Cui Yi's first time entering the palace, he became completely disoriented after wandering around for a while.

"Fellow Daoist Cui, please."

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Yun Yi finally stopped outside a palace and gestured for them to proceed.

"His Highness is waiting in the inner courtyard, where everyone is one of our own. Fellow Daoist, you may speak freely about whatever you wish to say."

Cui Yi nodded, stood outside the palace and straightened his clothes before pushing open the door and going inside.

The palace's interior was not luxurious; instead, it was filled with all sorts of exotic flowers and trees.

The most eye-catching feature is an old plum tree in the courtyard, under which sits a stone table and two stone benches.

A woman sat beside the stone table.

She wore an elegant moon-white dress, her long black hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall, her profile soft yet exuding an innate nobility.

Hearing footsteps, the woman slowly turned her head.

When Cui Yi saw the woman's face clearly, he was slightly taken aback, and a very familiar feeling suddenly overwhelmed him.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt like he had seen this woman before, and that the two of them seemed very familiar with each other!

But the moment this idea popped into his head, Cui Yi immediately dismissed it.

He had very few relationships with women, let alone with royalty like her; he must be overthinking it.

However, he never expected that the prince behind Yun Yi was actually a princess, not a prince!

Xiao Yuli was also looking at him, comparing every detail—from his eyebrows and eyes to the corners of his lips and his figure—to the figure in her memory.

Then, her breathing suddenly stopped, as if her brain was lacking oxygen, and she froze on the spot.

It's him!

Xiao Yuli's hand unconsciously touched her slightly protruding belly, and her pretty face turned pale.

She was wearing a veil that night, so it was normal that Cui Yi didn't recognize her, but she clearly remembered Cui Yi's appearance!

They thought they would never cross paths again in this lifetime, but unexpectedly they met again by a twist of fate!

Moreover, in such a capacity!

Xiao Yuli's feelings were a mix of emotions.

The fact that the father of her unborn child was a highly talented cultivator was good news for her.

After all, a cultivator's talent can be inherited. The higher the talent of the father and mother, the higher the talent of their offspring will naturally be.

No one wants their child to go further than others, especially since this child is destined to sit on the throne!

Xiao Yuli was more troubled by how to face Cui Yi, or rather, in what capacity to face him.

That damn scumbag! He has two other women besides himself. What a scumbag!

Cui Yi didn't notice her movements, but he did see a faint hint of resentment in Xiao Yuli's eyes.

This left Cui Yi somewhat bewildered.

I haven't said a single word since I entered the room, so how could I possibly have stepped on His Highness's sore spot?

To avoid further unnecessary trouble, Cui Yi decided to take the initiative and spoke first, saying, "Cui greets Your Highness!"

These words instantly pulled Xiao Yuli out of her reverie. She stood up, walked slowly to Cui Yi, and her expression returned to normal.

"You don't need to be nervous. Let me introduce myself first. I am Xiao Yuli, the Ninth Princess of the Great Yan Dynasty."

"you……"

Xiao Yuli paused, then smiled slightly, "It's not quite what I imagined."

Cui Yi raised an eyebrow slightly: "Has Your Highness imagined me?"

Yunyi told me a lot about you.

Xiao Yuli turned around, walked back to the stone table and sat down, poured herself a cup of tea, and poured another cup for Cui Yi.

"Rescuing the execution ground, killing the retainers, causing chaos in the Cui clan, and destroying the Golden Core Ancestor—each of these is astonishing."

"So, in my imagination, you must be a monster with three heads and six arms."

As Xiao Yuli spoke, a playful smile curved her lips.

"Now that I think about it, he's actually quite pleasing to the eye."