Master, when can I become your wife?

"Cough cough cough cough!"

Wu Tianqiong was immediately taken aback by Ye Wuyou's words and retorted, "What nonsense are you talking about? Am I that kind of person?"

"yes."

Ye Wuyou nodded, showing no respect to Wu Tianqiong whatsoever.

"..."

Wu Tianqiong remained silent. Fine, since that's what he'd said, what else could he do?

Just bear with it!

"Let's not talk about that. I called you all here today because I have something important to discuss."

Ye Wuyou pouted and said, "So you mean the reason you called us over wasn't for anything important, right?"

"no……"

Wu Tianqiong rubbed his temples in annoyance. "Peak Master Ye, can't you let me finish what I have to say?"

Ye Wuyou shrugged and leaned back in the recliner. "Fine, go ahead and say it."

Wu Tianqiong glanced at the twelve peak masters below, but his gaze finally settled on Ye Junze.

"This time, it's the birthday of the Underworld's little princess. The Lord of the Underworld has invited us to attend. Hmm... Ye Junze, this matter will fall to you."

"Huh? No, you're not even going to act anymore, are you?"

Ye Junze was stunned. Fine, fine, now you're not even going to act anymore, you're just going to do it yourself, right?

Ye Wuyou raised an eyebrow. "To be honest, if it's a matter of the underworld, then it really should fall to you. No one else is suitable to go."

Seeing that Ye Wuyou didn't speak up for him, Ye Junze raised an eyebrow. So there's some inside story here?

Wu Tianqiong explained, "Actually, when they said they were inviting our Dao Asking Sect, they were actually inviting your Hidden Sword Peak."

"Explain in detail."

Ye Junze was somewhat curious.

Wu Tianqiong explained, "Your master, Jian Changge, and the Lord of the Underworld have always had a good relationship. I don't know about their past, but they do address each other as brothers."

"So this time, the Lord of the Underworld seems to be inviting our Dao Seeking Sect, but in reality, he is inviting your Hidden Sword Peak."

Ye Wuyou nodded and said, "Yes, he didn't lie to you this time. Your master and the Lord of the Underworld are indeed very close brothers. You can go with peace of mind."

Wu Tianqiong was speechless. "No, what are you talking about? What do you mean I didn't lie to him this time? When have I ever lied to him?"

Ye Junze frowned. "Then he should have invited my master instead. What use would I be?"

"I don't know about that, but your master said you should go."

As Wu Tianqiong spoke, he tossed a jade pendant to Ye Junze.

"?"

Ye Junze was a little confused. He looked at the jade pendant in his hand, then injected spiritual power to activate it.

Soon, Jian Changge's phantom appeared in the main hall.

Upon seeing Ye Junze, Jian Changge said, "Oh, you're here. You should attend the Underworld Princess's birthday party this time."

"Why don't you go yourself?"

"I'm busy. By the way, this is the little princess's birthday banquet. You can just take your two disciples. You don't need too many people. As for the gift, you can ask Wu Tianqiong to prepare it for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Changge's phantom disappeared, giving Ye Junze no chance to refuse.

"Damn! I'm speechless!"

Ye Junze looked at the jade pendant in his hand, which had dimmed, seemingly because the mission was completed.

No matter how much spiritual power he poured in, there was no reaction whatsoever.

Ye Wuyou laughed and said, "Just accept your fate. Who told you to have such a master?"

"However, this trip might not be a bad thing. The Lord of the Underworld has a good relationship with your master and won't do anything to you."

Ye Junze nodded. "Alright, so when do we roughly set off? Since it's a birthday banquet, it should start soon, right?"

Wu Tianqiong shook his head. "No, you're attending the tenth birthday banquet of the Underworld's little princess, which will be around this time next year."

Ye Junze nodded. "Well, is there anything else? If not, I'll be going now. Remember to prepare the congratulatory gift."

"Let me think... Hmm, it should be fine."

"Then I'm leaving."

After saying this, Ye Junze turned and left the council hall.

Ye Wuyou leaned back in his chair, looked at Wu Tianqiong, and asked, "So what? Couldn't you have just called Ye Junze alone for this? Why did you have to call us all?"

Wu Tianqiong shook his head. "I called you over because of something else."

……

At the Shenzhan Peak, during the exchange competition.

Ye Junze rushed back as fast as he could, afraid that he would miss the famous scene of Wu Lingxiao's battle against the demonic cultivators.

The battle has now reached a fever pitch.

The demonic cultivators of the Heavenly Demon Palace have entered the demonic transformation state!

A monstrous, crimson aura of demonic energy surged across the arena.

The demonic cultivator from the Heavenly Demon Palace was completely covered in red battle armor, and a red wing grew from his right back.

He looked like a demon god descended to earth!

Opposite the demonic cultivator was Wu Lingxiao, whose Heavenly Martial Saint Body was at full power. Behind him was a solid golden figure, exuding a strong sense of oppression.

Wu Lingxiao's eyes had turned golden, filled with endless sharpness.

"The Final Chapter of Heavenly Martial Arts! Shattering Heaven and Earth!"

"God-Slaying Slash!"

Wu Lingxiao went all out, and the demonic cultivators of the Heavenly Demon Palace naturally did not back down either.

This is the final showdown!

In an instant, the golden giant hand collided with the red blade light!

Silence fell over the arena.

The aftershocks of the battle spread silently across the arena before being neutralized by the barrier.

Unlike the clamor in the audience.

On the arena, the two forces collided, yet it seemed as if even the sound was crushed.

Until the light faded.

The disciples of the Heavenly Demon Palace had already withdrawn from their demonic transformation state and lay on the ground like a pile of mud, having lost all their strength.

The figure behind Wu Lingxiao became illusory, as if it might disappear at any moment, and there was a long knife scar on his chest.

"Whew! That's pretty intense!"

Wu Lingxiao canceled the Heavenly Martial Saint Body and looked at the wound on his chest with some emotion.

Indeed, one should not underestimate the heroes of the world.

Fortunately, I had a slight advantage.

The demonic cultivator who fell to the ground quickly lost his life and disappeared from the arena.

The champion of the Tribulation Transcending stage was also taken by the Dao Asking Sect!

In this exchange match, the Daoist Sect won a resounding victory with a score of 5 to 2!

With the final battle over.

In the audience, the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Palace had nothing to say and were sneaking away.

no way.

At this point, even if they were to exchange insults with the disciples of the Dao Asking Sect, they would lack some confidence.

Ling Lian shook her head helplessly and said, "It's such a pity, the Dao Seeking Sect is as powerful as ever."

It was just an exchange match, and Ling Lian didn't take it to heart.

There have been many exchanges between the Dao Asking Sect and the Heavenly Demon Palace, with each side winning and losing.

It's just a setback; we'll win it back next time.