Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

To some extent, he felt that he was quite loyal.

“Fan Luo Kui…”

Yue Jianghan gritted her teeth in anger, glaring fiercely at the cold-faced, cherry-haired beauty standing outside the door. Her fists clenched, she said in a cold voice, "Have you been following us the whole way?"

"No."

Fan Luokui denied it outright. She glanced at Jiang Shaoguang, but her gaze lingered on her senior brother. Instead, she calmly focused on Yue Jianghan's pretty face, which was turning purple with anger: "I told you, I just got lost."

Yue Jianghan absolutely did not believe this.

She gritted her teeth and suppressed her anger. Even though she was furious inside, she did not show her rage. Instead, she tried her best to calm herself down.

After about ten seconds of silence, Yue Jianghan put on that fake, forced smile again, his eyes still flashing with uncontrollable anger.

She abruptly flicked her sleeve, gave a cold snort, and strode towards the door.

But in the fleeting moment as she passed Fan Luokui, she reluctantly left behind a sentence:

"I will go to the banquet on the fifteenth floor to wait for you. I hope you will at least give me face and leave after the banquet."

Fan Luokui glanced at Yue Jianghan, then smoothly put away her magical artifact, Frost Sunflower, and nodded slightly: "Alright."

"Humph."

Yue Jianghan grew angrier the more she thought about it, so she stomped her foot, flicked her sleeves, and strode away in a huff.

It was so close.

It was really just a hair's breadth away.

I was ready to give it my all, but I was interrupted at the most crucial moment.

Anyone would be furious in her situation, but Yue Jianghan didn't explode. This was largely due to her considerable patience. More importantly, she didn't want to act like a shrew shouting in the street in front of Jiang Shaoguang.

After Yue Jianghan left, only Jiang Shaoguang and Fan Luokui remained in the cramped bridal chamber.

"Junior sister..."

Sensing the atmosphere around them seemed frozen, Jiang Shaoguang couldn't help but give a wry smile and said to Fan Luokui with gratitude, "This time, we really owe a debt to Junior Sister. If it weren't for your timely arrival..."

Fan Luokui glared coldly at Jiang Shaoguang, her words as if she had ice in her mouth: "So you were able to push that Demon Emperor's adopted daughter onto the bed?"

I'm angry.

That tone and expression clearly indicate anger.

"Ahem—" Jiang Shaoguang coughed awkwardly twice and hurriedly explained, "Junior sister, listen to me, there's a reason for this. There's something wrong with this bridal chamber itself. If a man and a woman are alone in this bridal chamber, things will turn out like what just happened."

"You must have heard the music, right? If you hadn't interrupted me, I would have been in big trouble—my innocence would have been ruined by Yue Jianghan."

"Oh."

Fan Luokui replied coldly, her face ashen, and then couldn't help but add, "So it turns out I ruined your good time, Senior Brother. If I hadn't interrupted the music, you could have enjoyed a romantic night."

Sensing the murderous intent flashing in Fan Luo Kui's eyes, Jiang Shao Guang quickly tried to clear up the misunderstanding: "It's not, Luo Kui, listen to me, I really didn't mean it that way... Do I look like the kind of lecherous person to you?"

"Senior brother is naturally surrounded by women, even if he's not a womanizer, lust will still find him."

Jiang Shaoguang was startled: "Where did I get this overflowing of romantic attention?"

Fan Luokui's eyes narrowed, and her tone became unusually cold: "How many beautiful women have come to our Luojiang Manor looking for you over the years? Have you forgotten? There have been thirteen who came to propose marriage with their dowries."

The blond swordsman's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but mutter, "You remember so clearly..."

These lighthearted words reached Fan Luokui's ears, causing our cherry-haired shrine maiden's swan-like neck to blush slightly. She pursed her lips, and then, seemingly unwilling to continue the conversation, turned around, her back to Jiang Shaoguang.

She calmed herself down and left a message in her usual indifferent tone: "I'll go inform Yu Chan and the others first, and then I'll go to the rooftop. You can follow me, Senior Brother."

“Luo Kui…”

Jiang Shaoguang wanted to explain further, but Fan Luokui's figure had already disappeared through the doorway.

……

Jiang Shaoguang, now relegated to a lonely legend in his wedding room, slumped helplessly on the soft mattress. Gazing at the bed quilt embroidered with bright red flowers, his lips twitched slightly, his shoulders slumped, and his handsome face, usually radiant with the glow of the moon, was filled with an indescribable melancholy.

Women, oh women...

Jiang Shaoguang suddenly remembered a sentence that his teacher Yunping had once said.

Every mystery in the world has clues, even seemingly unsolvable ones have subtle traces that can unravel them. But a woman's heart is unique; no matter how hard you try, you'll never truly understand it. Even the most eloquent and persuasive debater, capable of twisting the truth, will be rendered speechless by a few words from his wife.

Jiang Shaoguang used to think that the old rogue's words were exaggerated, but now it seems that they were based on experience.

Jiang Shaoguang understood the saying that a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.

……

……

Half an hour later.

The tallest building in Ashina Castle, the roof of Tsukie Han's Collection.

Fifteen floors.

That's a banquet venue that's only open to high-ranking guests.

Although it was called a banquet hall, it was actually more like a restaurant, but it only had one floor. Since Erhei had been instructed in advance to remove the extra tables, only one table of people remained in this huge hall.

The mat underfoot was made of woven bamboo, which was less soft than a blanket but had a more tangible feel. There were more than a dozen pillars on all four sides, with famous paintings pasted on the thick pillars. The roof of the hall was made of glazed tiles, which were brightly colored and magnificent. From a distance, it looked like a pavilion standing on the top of a towering building.

The surrounding area was brightly lit, and several carefully selected dancers danced on both sides to the accompaniment of soothing music, creating an elegant atmosphere.

The wine cups on the table were all made of luminous jade, and the plates used to serve the food were mostly made of precious black jade marble. Even the tablecloth was made of red silk, which only wealthy families could afford and which was only used to weave feather robes.

Using expensive silk as a tablecloth for a banquet was seen by Ye Yuchan as nothing more than flaunting wealth.

But they really do have the capital to back it up. After looking around, Ye Yuchan, who had once run a chamber of commerce in Cangyue City, had a general understanding of the scale of the Jianghan Chamber of Commerce.

Judging by this amount of wealth... calling them richer than a country is no problem at all.

At this moment, everyone is gathered here, sitting around the table, listening to the charming music, and gazing at the night view of Ashina Castle, but no one touches their chopsticks.

"What, aren't you all going to eat?"

Yue Jianghan sat upright in the host's seat, without deliberately choosing to sit next to Jiang Shaoguang.

She must have felt that what had happened earlier was too embarrassing, and that the banquet had been ruined by the strange atmosphere. As the host, she must have felt somewhat embarrassed.

Pointing to the dazzling array of food and wine before her, as lavish as a Manchu Han Imperial Feast, she laughed and said, "Or are you all worried that I have ulterior motives and have tampered with these dishes?"

"No, that's not it."

Gu Xingzhu shook his head; he could tell at a glance that the dishes and drinks were free of any harmful substances.

On the contrary, it even contained a large number of things that could enhance a cultivator's cultivation, and even dishes made directly from spiritual plants.

Yue Jianghan squinted: "If that's the case, then why not eat?"

"Is the music too loud, or is the scenery an eyesore? You can raise any needs you may have."

"neither."

Fan Luo Kui showed no intention of picking up her bowl and chopsticks; from the moment she sat down, she had no interest in the banquet.

Although Ye Yuchan was already starting to drool, she felt a little embarrassed to be alone since no one else had started eating.

She also noticed that the atmosphere at the scene was a bit off.

From the very beginning, Fan Luokui had been staring intently at Yue Jianghan, as if trying to see through this woman completely.

Yue Jianghan stared at Fan Luokui with hostility, but when his gaze shifted to Jiang Shaoguang, an indescribable emotion swirled in his eyes.

Hmm... there's a story behind it.

There's definitely a story behind it.

Ye Yuchan nodded; she could smell the gossip.

Fan Luokui gazed quietly at Yue Jianghan and said, "Your Excellency should have no reason to invite us to such a lavish banquet. We have neither done you any favors nor have any business dealings with you. We would rather not eat this food offered with contempt."

Yue Jianghan smiled knowingly: "I see. It seems you all think I have ulterior motives."

"Isn't that right?" Gu Xingzhuo narrowed his eyes, staring intently at Yue Jianghan's expression.

"To say there isn't any would be a lie."

Yue Jianghan raised his wine cup, and Erhei behind him immediately understood. He picked up the wine pot and poured the wine into the luminous cauldron.

Looking at the calm wine in the glass, Yue Jianghan drank it down in one gulp without hesitation.

Feeling the wine swirling in her throat, Yue Jianghan's pretty face flushed slightly, and she said, "I have no intention of harming you all, so there is no need for you to be so wary of me. Even if I do have other plans, they are only for my own personal gain, not for the Demon Dynasty."

"Is there a difference?" Fan Luo Kui said with a straight face, "You are a noble lady of the Demon Dynasty, and your adoptive father is the ruler of the Demon Dynasty, the Demon Emperor, one of the two great True Immortals in the world. In a sense, you represent the Demon Dynasty."

"So you've been hostile to me from the very beginning?" Yue Jianghan smiled, his gaze falling on Jiang Shaoguang.

She paused, then stared expectantly at the blond swordsman: "Are you the same?"

Jiang Shaoguang saw a hint of inexplicable bitterness in Yue Jianghan's eyes.

He didn't reply, but remained silent.

In Yue Jianghan's view, this action was already a tacit agreement.

She took another sip of wine, swirled the empty glass, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "I suppose so, after all, I am the daughter of the Demon Dynasty."

"But then I want to say..."

"Is the Demon Dynasty truly a scourge upon the world?"

28. On the Demon, on the Tao.

Moon stars are rare.

The top of Ashina Castle.

The banquet was held at the top of the magnificent 15-story collection hall.

From afar, it looked like a pavilion, but up close it was a banquet hall. Surrounded by graceful dancers, sitting around the table were the young lady of the Demon Dynasty and four students from the Cloud Heaven Academy.

Yue Jianghan gazed at the gloomy-faced crowd with amusement, knowing that her question would surely provoke hostility from Ye Yuchan and the others.

However, she was not timid. Instead, she sipped her wine and ate her food casually, thoroughly enjoying the banquet.