On your wedding night, stay with your godbrother; the Empress is practically throwing herself at you

"No!"

Liu Ruyan suddenly came to her senses and quickly wiped away her tears.

"Yes, I'll go!"

This was an opportunity she had begged for.

It was her last straw to save her marriage.

We absolutely cannot mess this up.

"Let's go then."

After Lu Chuan finished speaking, he turned and left without any hesitation.

Liu Ruyan hurriedly followed.

She instinctively wanted to take Lu Chuan's hand and link arms with him like before.

But as soon as he reached out, Lu Chuan shoved his hand away.

The force was not great.

But the refusal was quite clear.

Liu Ruyan's hand froze in mid-air, and tears streamed down her face again.

But she didn't dare reach out again.

She could only cautiously follow behind Lu Chuan, keeping a half-step distance, like a timid little wife who had done something wrong.

The two of them walked one after the other into the old neighborhood where Liu's father and his family lived half an hour later.

……

This is a very old neighborhood.

There is no elevator.

There are only narrow concrete stairs.

The lights in the hallway are voice-activated, so they work sometimes and don't work at all.

Some are simply bad.

It was pitch black.

Liu Ruyan's parents have always lived here.

Although Liu Ruyan now earns a decent salary and has long wanted to move her parents to a bigger house, the elderly couple are nostalgic and say they've been used to living there for decades and all the neighbors know them, so they don't want to move.

Lu Chuan walked ahead.

Footsteps echoed in the empty stairwell.

Liu Ruyan followed behind, her head down, looking at Lu Chuan's heels, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

I used to bring Lu Chuan back every time.

Lu Chuan would always carry large bags of gifts in one hand.

He held her hand in one hand, afraid she might fall in the dark stairwell, and would occasionally turn back to remind her to be careful of the steps.

At the time, she took it for granted.

Sometimes she even finds Lu Chuan too long-winded.

But now.

Looking at the silent figure in front of me.

Liu Ruyan then realized that the details she had overlooked were the most precious.

"husband……"

When they reached the corner on the second floor, Liu Ruyan couldn't resist any longer and tentatively tried to take Lu Chuan's hand again.

"The hallway is too dark, I'm a little scared..."

Lu Chuan didn't stop walking, nor did he even turn his head, and coldly said,

"If you keep doing this, I'm leaving."

Liu Ruyan withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted.

She could only bite her lip, daring not to make any more noise.

Just as the two stepped onto the stairs to the third floor...

【warn! 】

【warn! 】

Without warning, a piercing alarm suddenly sounded in Lu Chuan's mind from the system.

[System detected the presence of a powerful Demonic Martial Emperor!]

[Extremely dangerous!]

[Please be extremely careful, host. We recommend you move away immediately!]

Holy crap?

Lu Chuan suddenly stopped in his tracks, his expression changing.

Demonic Martial Emperor?

Where the hell did this come from?

The daytime arrival of the Demonic Martial Saint Xiao Jinhan has thrown Nancheng into chaos.

Why did another Demonic Martial Emperor suddenly appear at night?

This is the southern city.

Did they raid some demonic stronghold?

Or is the system acting up again?

Just as Lu Chuan was having some doubts, he heard a series of slow footsteps coming from upstairs.

"Tap...tap...tap..."

The sound was very soft and slow.

She's also quite lazy.

But Lu Chuan couldn't help but look up, his heart tightening slightly as the system's alarm sounded.

Extremely vigilant.

The true essence within the body begins to circulate.

Followed by.

He then saw a young man wearing a black hooded sweatshirt come down from upstairs.

With the hoodie pulled down over his head, covering most of his face, his hands in his pockets, he was curled up in a ball, looking incredibly颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a state of listlessness, apathy, and a lack of motivation).

However, just as the two brushed past each other...

Lu Chuan, however, smelled something.

Bloody smell.

Lu Chuan turned around abruptly, staring intently at the young man's back.

The system panel appeared instantly:

Name: Yao Ye

[Cultivation Level: Five-Star Martial Emperor]

Age: 520

[Martial Arts: Immortal Spirit Dao Codex]

[Supernatural Powers: None.]

Disciple: None

Partner: None

Looking at the information on the system panel, Lu Chuan's lips twitched involuntarily.

really.

This damn system is bugged again.

What Demonic Martial Emperor? What Yao Ye?

It's over 500 years old?

This young man looks to be no more than twenty years old.

wrong.

Lu Chuan suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

A thought struck me.

He suddenly thought of something.

system.

something wrong.

This system has problems with every single information card it detects.

Lu Chuan thought back to the very beginning.

The system asks how old the sister-in-law is.

It is also over 500 years old!

Empress Fuyao.

The system detected that Su Yan was also over 500 years old.

The chosen one.

Later in the reign of Emperor Wu.

It is also over 500 years old.

And little monkeys?

The Monkey King?

And Luogucheng, which was detected today.

The system said that Luo Gucheng was over nine hundred years old, but Luo Gucheng looked very young at the time, not at all like an old man over nine hundred years old.

After returning home, Lu Chuan also thought about searching for information about Luo Gucheng online.

Although no useful information was found.

However, through some legends and fragments, Lu Chuan was able to roughly estimate that Luo Gucheng was only about four hundred years old.

And now this young man.

The system says he's also 520 years old?

No.

wrong.

The system isn't malfunctioning or acting strangely; the timeline is simply incorrect.

The system's timeline is five hundred years in the future.

and so……

The people it identified were all figures who would become somewhat famous even five hundred years later.

In other words...

Lu Chuan narrowed his eyes instantly.

Watching that figure disappear around the corner of the stairwell, my heart was filled with turmoil.

This person will become the Demonic Martial Emperor in five hundred years.

The faint smell of blood that I had just caught was enough to prove that the person was probably practicing some kind of demonic cultivation technique.

"husband?"

Seeing Lu Chuan suddenly stop and stare blankly, Liu Ruyan nearly bumped into his back before cautiously asking,

"What's wrong with you?"

Lu Chuan snapped out of his reverie and casually asked,

Who was that person just now?

"what?"

Liu Ruyan paused for a moment, then followed Lu Chuan's gaze to the empty stairwell.

"You mean the one in black from earlier?"

"That's our upstairs neighbor, I think her name is Yao Ye."

"This child is quite pitiful. He developed depression in junior high school and dropped out of school. He has been staying at home and rarely goes out. He is usually not very noticeable."

"What's wrong? Do you know him?"

depression?

Drop out of school?

Lu Chuan sneered inwardly.

Are the origins of powerful figures in the demonic path really this down-to-earth these days?

However, he was too lazy to meddle in other people's business.

As long as this kid doesn't mess with me.

He can practice whatever demonic arts he wants, even if it causes a hole in the sky, it has nothing to do with him.

"I don't know him."

Lu Chuan shook his head.

"Let's go, don't keep Mom and Dad waiting."

……

downstairs.

Yao Ye, who had just stepped out of the building, suddenly stopped in her tracks.

He slowly raised his head, revealing an extremely pale, bloodless face.

But his eyes were bloodshot, making him look incredibly eerie.

next moment.

Yao Ye turned around.

Take a deep breath towards the stairwell behind you.

A bizarre, greedy smile then appeared on his face.

"It smells so good..."

"That man...has a wonderfully fragrant scent of blood and energy..."

"If only I could suck him dry."

"I'm sure I can become as strong as my master..."

……