Chapter 28 Invitation to Marry: Would You Do? Tomorrow, put on your wedding dress and come with me...

The news of the death of Shen Wuke's sect leader, Shen Jiuxu, had spread throughout the major sects several days ago. Finally, on the seventh day after his death, people crowded around the coffin placed in front of Shen Wuke's main gate.

"How could a perfectly healthy person just die like that?"

"I heard his Daoist partner is very beautiful. What do you think will happen to her now that Sect Master Shen is dead?"

The person who spoke was suddenly slapped on the head by the person behind him. "You're overthinking it. That's Jiang Yu, the Jiang Yu who almost succeeded in ascending to immortality. Who do you think he is? What kind of Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to covet him?"

"Hmph, no matter how much he talks, he still hasn't succeeded in ascending. Now he's just a useless piece of trash. If the swordsman's wrist breaks, all of this will be for nothing. I think he's not even as good as an ordinary person now."

The crowd surged and voices rose and fell. As Jiang Yu had told him the night before, Shen Qinggui stood in the middle of the crowd, his black clothes blending in with the others. However, his tall figure still drew the attention of many people.

Shen Qinggui walked behind the person who had just spoken, put his hand on his shoulder, and said, "Be careful what you say."

"Who do you think you are, daring to talk back to me?" The man was furious. In front of everyone, someone actually dared to contradict him. It was practically courting death.

"Be careful what you say. Jiang Yu is not someone you can make up stories about."

Shen Qinggui remained calm, but with a slight increase in pressure, the man's face contorted in pain. "What, you like Jiang Yu? Do you think that once Shen Jiuxu is dead, it will be your turn?"

"If you can't speak properly, then don't speak at all."

Lian Quesheng's voice suddenly rang out. He grabbed the man's chin and shoved a pill into his mouth. "You don't know him? What about me?"

"Lian Quesheng, what are you anyway, boohoo—"

Lian Quesheng threw the man at Li Ye, saying, "Throw him out. His nonsense is disgusting."

The surrounding people immediately fell silent, and the scene quieted down. Shen Jiuxu and Lian Quesheng stood together, waiting for Jiang Yu to come out.

The huanghuali wood coffin was placed right in front of him; it was clear that the person who prepared it had put a lot of thought into it, and it was exquisitely beautiful.

"Don't take it to heart. These people will spread rumors as long as they don't get beaten up." Lian Quesheng felt that he was truly the best friend in the world, not only caring about their safety but also taking care of their love lives.

"It's alright. Fei Wan is fine, I know that, and he likes me very much."

Lian Que was caught off guard by his boasting and inexplicably felt a little itchy to join in! Shen Jiuxu calmly said these words, looking completely at ease, just like a peacock spreading its tail feathers.

"Alright, alright, it's all my fault. You two are so close, it's all my fault for being so presumptuous." Lian Quesheng was speechless. If he hadn't been there to shield them a few years ago, would they have been able to be so affectionate with each other so easily?

A bunch of heartless, good-for-nothing friends!

Shen Qinggui didn't take his words to heart. His mind was filled with Jiang Yu's image from last night. He was so angry at his own string of "who died" that his voice unconsciously rose, and he almost shouted the last sentence.

As soon as the words were spoken, Jiang Yu felt her face flush for no reason, and she hugged him and let out a soft laugh.

"I heard you, he's dead, he won't fight me for you anymore."

He hugged Jiang Yu even tighter, his laughter never stopping. Jiang Yu rolled her eyes in annoyance, "What's so funny? You can laugh yourself to death!"

"You already knew I was Jiang Yu."

Shen Qinggui did not deny it, "I only want Jiang Feiwan."

"Tomorrow is his seventh day memorial service, why don't you go too?" Jiang Yu pinched the flesh on his arm, which was still as hard as before.

"Wow... does that sound a bit like showing off?"

"Why?" Jiang Yu asked, puzzled. She pushed him away and leaned against the bed.

"I want to kiss you in front of him, isn't that a bit inappropriate?" Shen Qinggui, having gotten the benefit, acted innocent and didn't care about the teachings in the classics. As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit by a pillow thrown by Jiang Yu.

"Give an inch and you'll want a mile."

Jiang Yu laughed angrily, wanting to pin the man down on the bed and beat him up. What kind of nonsense was this? "That Lian Feng must have found a lot of sect leaders, wanting to suppress me, and also those disciples and the townspeople. He'll probably take advantage of the chaos to pin the blame for harming living beings on Jiu Xu."

Shen Qinggui felt a pang of sadness upon hearing this. "Jiuxu" was called so affectionately. Ever since he met Jiang Feiwan, Jiang Feiwan had always called him by his full name, and had never spoken to him in such a gentle tone.

Shen Qinggui didn't hear what he said next until the other person waved his hand in front of him, and then Shen Qinggui came back to his senses.

Jiang Feiwan looked at him intently with her beautiful eyes, her tone gentle, "Are you willing to wear a wedding dress and marry me in front of everyone tomorrow?"

A note from the author:

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I have some news to share: this novel will be available for purchase on July 16th, which is tomorrow morning. At that time, a long chapter of 10,000 words (combining three chapters) will be released. Please give it your support. The word count will be relatively low these two days. I will send out red envelopes as compensation on the day it goes on sale, and also to celebrate our relationship as a couple, hehe.

The exciting plot developments that follow include, but are not limited to:

1. Excerpt from the script: Watch this young couple dominate the scene, showing off their love in public. Everyone who comes gets a share – wedding candy!

2. Our renowned Xian Chen Sword, Jiang Yu's loyal and powerful partner who "stirs up trouble" alongside him, is about to make his appearance.

3. Jiang Yu finally realized that his Dao Companion's flower had bloomed!

4. Let's all guess who killed Sect Leader Shen. There's a prize for the correct guess.

5. Shen Qinggui knew he was Shen Jiuxu, so I cheated on myself!

6. The happy and childish trio of Jiang Yu, Shen Jiuxu, and Lian Quesheng

7. Why does it rain so often? What do Jiang Yu and Shen Jiuxu, this young couple, do on rainy days? (By the way: those who have read the previous book should know what they like to do most on rainy days: "The Cold and Aloof Immortal Lord Only Wants to Fall in Love" is a story about a charming, beautiful immortal lord (shou) and a cunning, arrogant dragon (gong). If you're looking for something to read, you can check it out.)

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There's still so much more to come, so please stay tuned for more updates!

Finally, I'd like to recommend this book for pre-order. Feel free to add it to your favorites, and also please add the author to your favorites:

After my death, I became Daoist partners with my natal sword.

A cold and aloof, sword-wielding, double-standard beauty (bottom) X a rebellious, vindictive, and petty swordsman (top).

Luo Yi had a sword, which he forced to recognize as its master. It was unruly and would cause chaos and yell at its master.

As a renowned sword cultivator in the cultivation world, everyone said that Zi Luoyi had no emotions or desires, which was a waste of his captivating face. He was a genius who cultivated the path of ruthlessness, so naturally he wouldn't indulge that sword.

If they didn't obey, he would leave the sword hanging there.

After letting it cool down, you can coax him back; he has plenty of energy and methods.

However, one day, after Luo Yi was assassinated, he was still thinking before he died that his unruly sword might be killed if it fell into someone else's hands. He wished he had been gentler with it.

Listening to the sword is like that sword.

The person who took him in was incredibly handsome. Although he would neglect him and occasionally pat him lightly, so what? He was already half-heartedly preparing to acknowledge him as his master when the sword cultivator actually died.

The sword was taken back by others, but after thinking about it, he decided he didn't want any other masters.

It sheathed its sword.

Later, the sword, which had been left unused, heard a scream outside. Its master, who had been dead for hundreds of years, beat the man up, then strolled in leisurely, empty-handed, and said indifferently, "I've come to find the sword."

"Listen to the report—"

When Jian heard him calling his name, he turned the Sword Pavilion upside down, reducing it to ruins. He thought to himself, "That person would probably like such a grand and spectacular reunion ceremony!"

Zi Luoyi: Oh! It seems he's going to lose money again! I should have known better than to come looking for Jian.

Oh well, what can he do when he only has this one sword? He's already found a new way to make this sword completely obedient to him.

After Luo Yi silently cleaned up the mess, she was about to reason with Jian with him, but unexpectedly Jian suddenly understood and grabbed her to kiss her.

He... he liked this sword, but it was a sword! ... Well, it seemed to be more than just a sword. Since Luo Yi was captivated by his superb skills, she realized that he was also his Daoist partner.

Tensions were high at the beginning, but they became inseparable later. It's a story of two people making grand promises and then both being proven wrong.

Mini-theater:

One day, Zi Luoyi and several sword cultivators were competing in the arena. Because of the rules, they could not bring their own swords and could only use the uniform wooden swords! Zi Luoyi was cautious all day, thinking that he should be able to coax this jealous sword tonight.

As a result, the swords clashed and crashed together.

Zi Luoyi: (So noisy, help!) (in a soft voice) Didn't we agree not to get angry?

Sword: No. You touched me and we got together, so what does this mean? A mistress without a name or status? You promised that I would be the only sword.

Luo Yi: (collapses weakly) (Let's give her a kiss to comfort her)

PS:

1.1V1, both strong, HE, self-submissive swordsman, don't get the pairings wrong.

2. Not angsty, a very sweet book. The cover will be changed, and the synopsis may also change.