Fang Chaozhou stretched his neck and looked outside. There had been no sound outside since Zhongli Yueshui's scolding. He pursed his lips, pushed away Tu Bai who was still leaning against him, stood up and walked out.

He walked very slowly, and when he reached the door curtain, he first lifted the curtain and stuck his head out. As soon as he stuck his head out, he met two eyes.

One pair belonged to his master, and the other pair belonged to Zhongli Yueshui. There was obvious anger in Zhongli Yueshui's eyes, as if flames were rolling inside.

Fang Chaozhou met those eyes and quickly retracted his head.

Did he make Zhongli Yueshui angry? That shouldn’t be the case. What does Li Yiye’s proposal of marriage have to do with him?

"Fang Chaozhou." Zhongli Yueshui's voice came again, and this time the rage in his voice increased instead of decreasing. Fang Chaozhou raised his hand and touched his forehead, his expression somewhat sad. Never mind. Zhongli Yueshui wanted to vent his anger on him, and there was nothing he could do.

Thinking of this, Fang Chaozhou moved out very slowly, standing at a distance from Zhongli Yueshui, and said cautiously: "Master, are you calling me?"

Zhongli Yueshui stared at him without saying a word, the fire in his eyes flipping back and forth, and it felt like in the next moment he could turn from a great and powerful being with an immortal appearance into a man-eating monster. Fang Chaozhou felt uneasy and secretly headed to a safe area.

Move to his master's side.

If Zhongli Yueshui hit him, his master would definitely stop him.

His master couldn't just watch Zhongli Yueshui beat him and do nothing. He believed in his master.

Moving two steps was not enough, so he moved three more steps. Fang Chaozhou felt that most of his body was blocked by his master, and he felt a little relieved.

When Zhongli Yueshui saw Fang Chaozhou's actions, his brows knitted together, and the fire in his eyes became even brighter. "Fang Chaozhou, what is your relationship with Li Yiye of the Dark Soul Sect?"

Fang Chaozhou answered without hesitation when he heard this question: "It doesn't matter. I swear that Li Yiye's proposal to my junior brother has nothing to do with me. Grandmaster, I am innocent."

He wanted to clear himself of all blame, but when he said this, he felt the atmosphere around him changed.

"Who told you that Li Yiye was proposing to Dan Rong?" His master turned his head and looked at him with a strange expression.

Fang Chaozhou was stunned for a moment, "If he doesn't propose to my junior brother, who else can he propose to..." Before he finished his words, some memories that he shouldn't have thought of emerged in his mind.

——"...If you want to be with me, you must tell the whole world and take the initiative to go to Tianshui Sect to ask my master for marriage...Then I will marry you in a grand and glorious way, with drums and gongs, and become the wife of your Sect Master..."

Fang Chaozhou's expression froze for a moment, and then he suddenly reached out and grabbed his master's sleeve, "Master, could it be that Li Yiye is...proposing to me...?"

His master didn't say anything, but didn't refute, so the meaning was very clear.

After Fang Chaozhou knew that Li Yiye was proposing marriage to him, he took action immediately. He hugged his master's thigh and cried, "Master, please don't agree. The Dark Soul Sect is full of demonic cultivators. How can I marry there? Besides, Li Yiye...his son is so old now. I...I would rather die than be a stepmother!"

The master looked at Fang Chaozhou who was hugging his legs, and said with a contemptuous look, "Don't hug me, talk properly, and stand away."

Fang Chaozhou let go of his hand awkwardly and turned to look at Zhongli Yueshui. Zhongli Yueshui is his master's master. If Zhongli Yueshui doesn't agree, his master will definitely not send him to the Dark Soul Sect, and Zhongli Yueshui's tone just now clearly sounded like he disagreed.

Thinking of this, Fang Chaozhou ran to Zhongli Yueshui and said, "Grandmaster, I don't agree with this marriage."

Zhongli Yueshui glanced at him and turned away, not saying anything for a long time. Fang Chaozhou looked at him several times and couldn't help but turn his head to look at his master.

The master gave him a look, then glanced at Zhongli Yueshui. Fang Chaozhou understood instantly, and took two steps forward, sat down, and held Zhongli Yueshui's calf with both hands, "Grandmaster, please save me. If I marry him, I will probably not live for more than half a month."

Zhongli Yueshui's face darkened when he heard this. "Why can't he survive more than half a month? Li Yiye married into my sect, and he dared to kill my disciples?"

Um……

It's not necessarily intentional...

Fang Chaozhou has not forgotten the size of that "hot pack".

If the Tianshui Sect really agreed to this marriage and allowed him and Li Yiye to become Taoist couples, then he would no longer have an excuse to stop Li Yiye from doing anything, and he would definitely die.

The way of death was probably extremely tragic. Not only would there be rivers of blood, but it would also be extremely embarrassing if the news got out.

In the world of cultivation in this book, the orthodox cultivators and the evil cultivators are not so incompatible that they can even co-host cultivation conferences. As long as the evil cultivators do not do anything too outrageous, the orthodox cultivators will basically turn a blind eye and maintain superficial peace.

Judging from what the master said, Li Yiye’s proposal this time will probably be very ostentatious, to the point that even the Tianshui Sect will find it difficult to handle.

But this involves Li Yiye's privacy, Fang Chaozhou still has to have some shame, so he didn't dare to say it clearly, and just talked about something else, "The demon cultivators have always been eccentric, and Li Yiye is even more so. If I become a Taoist partner with him, I will definitely not have a good ending in the future."

"Then why did he propose to you?" Zhongli Yueshui asked.

Fang Chaozhou paused, "He must be coming for our Tianshui Sect. Li Yiye must have bad intentions. The marriage proposal is fake, but the test is real. Maybe he wants the secret method of our Tianshui Sect."

Zhongli Yueshui was silent for a while after hearing this, then he grabbed Fang Chaozhou who was holding his calf and said, "If that's the case, then let's go meet him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Chaozhou discovered that Zhongli Yueshui had turned into an ordinary-looking young man, and his clothes had changed into the uniform of a disciple of the Tianshui Sect.

Before leaving Huali Mountain, Zhongli Yueshui asked a question.

"Where is Dan Rong now?"

"He should be in Zhichunzhou now. He has never been interested in foreign affairs." Fang Chaozhou's master replied.

Outside the mountain gate of Tianshui Sect, there was a lot of noise and discussion. For the first time ever, the elders from the four peaks of Tianshui Sect gathered outside the mountain gate, looking at the chaotic situation opposite with unhappy expressions.

It's really a mess.

The demon cultivators on the opposite side were all dressed in red. Some were beating gongs, some were beating drums, and one demon cultivator was shouting at the top of his lungs—

"The Dark Soul Sect has come here specially to propose marriage. Our Sect Master is handsome and extraordinary, with a huge fortune, and everything goes smoothly for him, but he lacks a Taoist partner. I heard that your disciple Fang Chaozhou is both talented and beautiful, virtuous, and has excellent character. He is a match made in heaven for our Sect Master, and a perfect couple made in heaven, so I have come here to propose marriage, and I am willing to marry your Sect Master."

After saying this, the demon cultivator spread out the red paper in front of him and read:

"In order to welcome the Sect Master's wife, the Dark Soul Sect is willing to offer ninety-nine rare monsters, ninety-nine scrolls of mental skills, ninety-nine top-grade spiritual swords, ninety-nine loads of spiritual stones, ninety-nine loads of gold, ninety-nine loads of deep-sea pearls, and ninety-nine rolls of South China Sea shark silk satin..."

The number of all the items in the betrothal gift was ninety-nine. He listed a long list that made people's ears numb, while also making people marvel at the wealth of the Dark Soul Sect.

Surrounding the mountain gate were not only people from the Tianshui Sect and the Anhun Sect, but also disciples from other sects and some independent cultivators. When they saw this scene, they started talking about it.

The Tianshui Sect is the number one sect in the world, and the Anhun Sect is the largest sect among the demonic cultivators. These two sects have never had much interaction, but this time the Anhun Sect actually proposed marriage to the Tianshui Sect.

This is almost the most sensational thing in the past few hundred years.

After the demon cultivator finished reading the list, he turned and walked to the only man in black robes in the team. He said in a flattering voice, "Master, do you think we should read it a few more times? The lady hasn't shown up yet."

The black-robed man smiled softly and said, "Recite as loudly as you can. Since the Tianshui Sect won't let us go up, we will recite here at the mountain gate. That little guy is thick-skinned. I'm afraid we won't be able to lure him out just by reciting a few times."

The demon cultivator nodded upon hearing this, "Yes, I will recite until Madam is ashamed."

He walked back to his previous position and raised his hand to the army behind him beating drums and gongs, "Brothers, shout louder so that the lady can hear our sincerity."

The young man with cat eyes standing next to the man in black robe curled his lips, "Dad, is it necessary? You made such a big fuss, aren't you afraid that the people of Tianshui Sect will get angry and attack our Dark Soul Sect?" He paused, "Besides, why is Dad the only one proposing marriage? I also want to get married."

The man turned to look at him, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "Then you can bring it up yourself, go bring it up with Xue Danrong."

When the young man with cat eyes heard this, his eyes became vacant instantly. After a while, he muttered, "I'm not as thick-skinned as you, Dad. I must first be in love with you before I mention the matter of becoming a Taoist couple."

Fang Chaozhou followed Zhongli Yueshui and his master down and happened to hear the demon cultivator reciting the betrothal gifts. He was stunned at first, and then he couldn't help but stick his head out from his cloak, wanting to hear more clearly. However, after listening for a while, his head was pushed back.

"What are you doing?" The voice from above was extremely cold.

Fang Chaozhou shrank his neck, not daring to say that he was a little curious about how much he was worth.

Master's flying sword landed on the ground and Fang Chaozhou was carried down. He wanted to get down, but Zhongli Yueshui didn't seem to have such an intention. Fang Chaozhou had no choice but to continue lying in the other's arms, his eyes rolling around in boredom.

The elders from the other four peaks saw Fang Chaozhou's master coming and walked over together. They did not notice Zhongli Yueshui standing behind them.

It has to be said that Zhongli Yueshui's cultivation is very high, so high that even if he wants people to ignore him, he can do it. Although he did not use invisibility, people around him seemed not to notice him.

"Elder Cheng, you went to ask the Master for instructions. What was the Master's attitude?" the elder of Erzhi Peak asked in a low voice.

Elder Cheng is Fang Chaozhou's master.

He shook his head and looked at the group of demon cultivators opposite him, "Are they still unwilling to leave?"

"No, if you keep shouting like this, the whole world will know about it." The elder of the Three Finger Peak had the worst temper. "In my opinion, why should we give face to the Dark Soul Sect? They haven't finished bullying our young disciples from the Tianshui Sect in public at the last cultivation conference, and now they dare to propose marriage to us. How shameless! Let's just start a fight!"

The elder of Four Finger Peak said, "If you want to fight, my life magic weapon is being maintained. Do you have a magic weapon that is suitable for you? Please lend it to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the elder of Five Finger Peak retorted, "Mr. Song, you are here to cheat me of the magic weapon again. You haven't returned the magic weapon you borrowed from me last time."

“Hey, we are all from the same sect, why should we divide ourselves into you and me? You all know that my Four Fingers Peak is the poorest and we have too many disciples and we cannot afford to support them.” The elder of Four Fingers Peak cried poor.

Seeing that the elders of the Four Finger Peak and the Five Finger Peak were about to fight each other again, Fang Chaozhou's master quickly called them to stop, "Enough, I didn't call you here to quarrel. There are many disciples here. If you want to quarrel, go back and do it later."

The elder of Erzhi Peak nodded, "Yes, today is not the day to quarrel. Elder Song, Elder Lin, you can quarrel another day. By the way, Elder Cheng, has your disciple arrived?"

“Here I come.”

As soon as these words were spoken, Fang Chaozhou, who was lying on the ground, instantly felt many eyes falling on him. He paused, then turned his head and met five pairs of eyes.

Except for his master's eyes, the other four pairs of eyes contained different emotions.

The first to break the silence was the elder of Three Finger Peak, "Is this your disciple Fang Chaozhou? Is he three years old this year?"

"How can he be your disciple if he has no cultivation?" said the elder of Five Fingers Peak.

At this time, Zhongli Yueshui, who was holding Fang Chaozhou, suddenly said, "I sealed him."

Zhongli Yueshui used his own voice, and this voice attracted the attention of several elders. When those elders saw Zhongli Yueshui, their eyes became surprised, and then they were about to salute, but were stopped by Zhongli Yueshui.

"No need to bow, Cheng Hongyi, go tell Li Yiye of the Dark Soul Sect that our Tianshui Sect will not agree to this marriage." Zhongli Yueshui said coldly.

"yes."

Fang Chaozhou's master walked out. He looked at the demon cultivators opposite him and said loudly, "Master Li, my disciple is still young and I am afraid he cannot bear your kindness. Master Li, please take your disciples back quickly."

Upon hearing this, Li Yiye raised his right hand, and the sound of gongs and drums behind him stopped instantly. He looked at Fang Chaozhou's master with a half-smile, and his tone was quite gentle, "Brother Cheng, have you ever heard a saying? If you ruin someone's marriage, God will strike you down. What's more, Chaozhou and I are in love with each other, and this proposal was also his idea."

As soon as these words came out, Fang Chaozhou inexplicably felt that the temperature around him had dropped a lot.

Fang Chaozhou's master frowned, "How can there be mutual affection? My disciple has been staying in the sect recently, concentrating on cultivation. How can Sect Master Li speak nonsense?"

"Whether I am talking nonsense or not, Brother Cheng, you only need to ask your disciple Fang Chaozhou to find out. Ask him if he was the one who asked me to propose marriage. Ask him if he and I already have a token of love." At this point, Li Yiye's smile became particularly bright. "By the way, the token of love was handed over by Brother Cheng."

When Fang Chaozhou's master heard this, he seemed to have thought of something and his expression suddenly became extremely ugly. The person involved, Fang Chaozhou, also realized what the so-called token of love was.

It’s the “hot pack”.

"Fang Chaozhou, what is the token of love?" Zhongli Yueshui's voice came from above his head.

Fang Chaozhou forced a smile and said, "Grandmaster, don't listen to his nonsense. There is no token of love."

Alas, he shouldn’t have thought that the “hot pack” was warm and shouldn’t have accepted it. When his master gave it to him, he should have pushed it back.

Fang Chaozhou's master frowned and said, "When Sect Master Li gave me the gift, he said it was to apologize to my disciple, but my disciple did not accept it, so what Sect Master Li said about the token of love was all nonsense."

The elder of Sanzhi Peak, who had been listening nearby, could no longer bear it and said, "Li Yiye, our Tianshui Sect never ally with demonic cultivators, so you should go back as soon as possible."

When he interrupted, the young man with cat eyes standing next to Li Yiye couldn't help but said, "Hey, did my dad talk to you? Who are you? Why are you talking nonsense here? My dad wants to marry my stepmother, what does it have to do with you? Where's Fang Chaozhou? Ask him to come out."

"Li Zhu, be polite." Li Yiye glanced at the young man with cat's eyes next to him, and then his eyes scanned the entire place. He seemed to be looking for someone. After a while, his eyes stopped somewhere.

And that place was exactly where Zhongli Yueshui was standing.

Li Yiye raised his eyebrows, his expression became a little strange, and he even curled his lips, as if he had discovered something extremely interesting. Li Zhu glanced at him and found that he was staring at a certain place. Curiously, she followed his line of sight and looked over there. After looking for a long time, his expression suddenly changed.

After a while, Li Zhu screamed loudly enough for everyone present to hear, "Dad, that... that ugly kid holding a little one looks like Fang Chaozhou!"

The smile on Li Yiye's lips deepened, "Yes."

Fang Chaozhou realized that he was seen, and couldn't help but whisper to Zhongli Yueshui, "Master, they saw us and called you ugly."

At the same time, Li Zhu's voice rang out, "Damn, my brother has grown so big!"