Gao Feng sneered, "Just now, when Zhong Changyuan was here, everyone was like a silent gourd. How come there's so much to say now that he's gone?"

“Since everyone has such objections, Zhong Changyuan must not have gone far. I’ll go and call him back.” Gao Fengzhu made a gesture to stand up.

Everyone immediately shut up, and no one dared to say another word.

Seeing this, Pei Tianming sighed, "Everyone, please calm down. We still need to come up with a foolproof plan."

"Zhong Changyuan's invitation to Sikong Ren to attend the wedding banquet is like a resounding slap in the face to Sikong Ren. What plan can he possibly devise?"

"Yes, Zhong Changyuan is too arrogant. Where is even a trace of the humility of us cultivators?"

"Why not banish him from the cultivation world?"

"This is a good idea. After that, no matter how much trouble he causes, it will have nothing to do with our cultivation world."

"Sect Leader Pei, what do you think of this idea?"

Gao Feng scoffed, "This is a good idea. After that, Zhong Changyuan will have nothing to do with our cultivation world. If our cultivation world encounters trouble, he won't need to lend a hand, right?"

"That's natural."

“We expelled Zhong Changyuan from the cultivation world, and then Wan Kui led the demons to attack. What a brilliant idea!”

Currently, there are three cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage in the world.

The world of immortals, the world of demons, and the world of monsters—each has its own realm.

Wan Kui from the Demon Realm, though weaker in cultivation, was still a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Because of the geographical boundaries, the Demon Realm is an excellent location that can be both defended and attacked.

Everyone had clearly forgotten that there was also a demon realm that was eyeing them covetously.

"So what do we do now? We can't beat them in a fight, and we can't drive them out either."

"Perhaps, Sect Leader Pei, you should write a letter to the Demon Lord, explaining the origin of this matter."

"Me?" Pei Tianming hesitated. "Isn't that inappropriate?"

“What’s inappropriate about it? You are, after all, the Demon Lord’s former father-in-law. You should write a letter to the Demon Lord and explain that Zhong Changyuan’s actions have nothing to do with the cultivation world.”

"Yes, yes, their relationship shouldn't involve the cultivation world and the demon world. Let them handle it themselves."

In the end, it all comes down to Zhong Changyuan, Pei Zhi, and Sikong Ren—it's all about those three.

There's no need to drag innocent people from the cultivation world and the demon world into this.

After pondering for a moment, Pei Tianming could only nod in agreement.

There's no other good solution.

Sikong Ren first received the wedding invitation sent by Zhong Changyuan from afar. After reading it, Sikong Ren burned it immediately.

At this moment, Sikong Ren had a head of white hair, and demonic patterns appeared at the corners of his eyes.

The Left Protector pushed open the door and bowed: "Demon Lord, Wan Kui from the Demon Realm has arrived."

Sikong Ren waved his sleeve and said, "Him? Let him in."

As soon as Wan Kui entered, he was so intimidated by Sikong Ren's imposing presence that he took two steps back.

Sikong Ren's transformation into a demon was happening faster than Wan Kui had anticipated.

"The Demon Lord's magical power has improved considerably, which is truly cause for celebration."

Sikong Ren's eyes gleamed with a cold light. "You don't come here unless you have something to say. Just say it."

Wan Kui's lips twitched. "Now that the Demon Lord's magic power has reached its peak, our Demon Realm is willing to assist the Demon Lord in attacking the Immortal Cultivation Realm."

Sikong Ren raised an eyebrow slightly: "Help me conquer the cultivation world?"

"The Demon Lord was defeated by Zhong Changyuan's scheme. Doesn't he want to vent his anger?"

Sikong Ren turned around and lazily sat down in the chair. "There was no underhanded attack. I was just no match for him back then."

Sikong Ren pointed to the empty seat opposite him, indicating that Wan Kui should sit down.

"Regardless of the circumstances, does the Demon Lord not wish to avenge this grudge?"

Wan Kui hurriedly said, "With the help of my Demon Realm, we will definitely help you, Demon Lord, to wipe out the cultivation world."

Sikong Ren picked up his teacup and asked in surprise, "Why would I want to wipe out the cultivation world?"

Wan Kui was also stunned for a moment. No, this is not the script he expected.

"The cultivation world is where my fiancée grew up. Why should I destroy it?"

Sikong Ren's thin lips curved into a smile. "If I do this, she'll never speak to me again."

Wan Kui's lips twitched. He touched his severed hand, unsure how to persuade Sikong Ren.

Before Wan Kui arrived, he thought it was a matter of course.

"If that's the case, then why do you, Demon Lord, still need to absorb the power of the ancient tree?"

Since Sikong Ren didn't intend to take action against the cultivation world, things wouldn't have turned out this way.

“I know that the secret technique you gave me is a trap, but I have no choice but to fall into it.”

Sikong Ren lowered his eyes and sneered, "But this is a personal grudge between Zhong Changyuan and me, and it will not involve the two realms."

"As for your little schemes, don't bother trying to get involved with me."

Wan Kui bowed respectfully, "Demon Lord, you have misunderstood. I sincerely wish to lend you a helping hand."

Wan Kui patiently persuaded, "After you have wiped out the cultivation world, the entire world will look to you, Demon Lord, for guidance. What can't you obtain if you want it?"

Sikong Ren was too lazy to listen to any of this. "If you keep spouting nonsense, I won't hesitate to cut off your other hand."

Wan Kui gritted his teeth in resentment, but upon seeing the demonic markings at the corner of Sikong Ren's eyes, he suppressed his emotions.

"Since you, Demon Lord, have your own ideas, I will not say any more and will take my leave now."

Sikong Ren nodded slightly, watching Wan Kui leave in a fit of rage.

Upon seeing Wan Kui emerge, the Imperial Advisor immediately went to greet him: "Demon Lord, what did Sikong Ren say?"

"Him?" Wan Kui snorted and said disdainfully, "Someone who's been bewitched by a woman."

The Imperial Advisor asked with some concern, "Then wouldn't our plan be..."

"What are you afraid of?" Wan Kui looked around and whispered, "I think Sikong Ren's magic runes have already appeared. In a few months at most, he will be at my disposal."

Wan Kui arrogantly said, "It doesn't matter if he doesn't cooperate with me now. In a few months, he'll be my dog, and whatever I say will be what he wants."

The Imperial Advisor quickly offered his congratulations, saying, "That's right, let's bide our time for a few months."

Looking at his severed hand, Wan Kui thought, "When the time comes, I will definitely wash away the shame of the cultivation world and cleanse myself of all these years of disgrace."

Inside Wuwang Peak, festive red decorations were hung everywhere.

I don't know where Zhong Changyuan learned this from, but he not only hung red silk under the eaves, but also had the leisure to paste up the character for "happiness".

Zhong Changyuan even went so far as to rearrange a small courtyard, saying that this was the courtyard where he and Pei Zhi would live after their marriage.

The large wedding bed inside the room was truly the most eye-catching feature.

Qi Yan was originally training outside when he received a transmission talisman from Gao Shijie.

When Qi Yan returned, he learned that the world had changed.

His beloved junior sister is about to become his master's wife.

Upon hearing the news, Qi Yan immediately pressed his sword against Gao Shijie's neck.

Qi Yan thought that Gao Shijie was being irresponsible and joking with him.

Until Qi Yan returned to Wuwang Peak and saw the courtyard filled with red blossoms.