Chapter 30 Don't be angry, okay? Fu Ming reached out and grabbed his sleeve...
At this moment, what Yang Pei saw was:
A curled-up figure was lying on Xiao Huaiyuan's lap. The person was completely wrapped in Xiao Huaiyuan's outer robe, and only long black hair and two reddish feet could be seen hanging outside the clothes.
Did she stumble upon some illicit affair?
Perhaps it was because her sweeping gaze was too direct, but she felt as if she had been glared at by Xiao Huaiyuan, who was usually inscrutable.
This was indeed quite awkward. Yang Pei subconsciously closed the broken door panel and left, only to break it open again a short while later.
Her face, still covered in incense ash, was full of doubt as she pointed at the bulge and asked.
What are you doing?
"Heal my disciple." Xiao Huaiyuan lowered his head again and used his delicate spiritual power to probe into Fu Ming's meridians to remove the residual impurities of the love poison.
"Then you two really do have a deep master-disciple bond."
It startled her; she had thought Xiao Huaiyuan had slept with her, but it turned out he was just treating her injuries.
That makes sense, Xiao Huaiyuan's lack of romantic ties is well-known in the immortal realm. He has few family ties, his parents died early, he has no brothers or nephews, and he is not close to his fellow disciples. How could he suddenly be having an affair with someone else? She's overthinking it.
Yang Pei turned her gaze away and began to get down to business: "I came here to retrieve my sister's sect's relics. I was unaware of the rules of the Ghost Market and was caught off guard. Fortunately, you intervened, preventing a major disaster from turning Yongcheng upside down. The people lying on the ground outside are still unconscious. What do you think we should do?"
Xiao Huaiyuan: "Those are mostly guests who were invited here like you. Detain the subordinates of the Lord of Yongcheng and the Lord of Ghost Market for interrogation. Release the rest."
Yang Pei didn't want to hear that: "You mean you're just going to let them go for nothing? I don't believe you can't see that many of them are demonic cultivators."
Whether it was because he was taking care of his sick disciple or dealing with the belligerent Yang Pei, Xiao Huaiyuan's tone was slightly weary. "Since I have already promised Fu Ming to cease hostilities with the demonic cultivators, I will not cause any further trouble."
Hearing this, Yang Pei was filled with rage and had nowhere to vent it. She paced restlessly in the room: "Fu Ming, Fu Ming, it's Fu Ming again! What's wrong with attacking the Demon Realm and killing him? Xiao Huaiyuan, you weren't this indecisive when you stormed into the Blood Sea back then!"
“Times have changed. The Immortal Realm can no longer withstand any more war.” Noticing Fu Ming’s index finger twitch slightly, Xiao Huaiyuan reached out and intertwined his fingers with Fu Ming’s, not even sparing Yang Pei a glance. “Calm down. Do you think the others in the Immortal Alliance are unaware of the Ghost Market’s existence? Killing them won’t make a difference.”
"You really are something!" Yang Pei was clearly a cultivator who controlled water, yet she had an extremely volatile temper. Since the death of her gentler older sister, almost no one could control her, and even Xiao Huaiyuan couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't rush out and go on a killing spree.
Just as they were locked in a fierce confrontation, a hand with fingernails stained red with balsam juice trembled as it emerged from the outer robe, raised high, and waved.
"Wait, can we go rescue them first?" Fu Ming interrupted, speaking sincerely.
"You said that the brother and sister were born half-demons but did no evil deeds, only relying on each other for survival outside the city, and were later kidnapped by the Lord of the Ghost Market and subjected to some evil magic, which is why they became demons?"
While Yang Pei summoned water to sweep up the unconscious people and throw them into the auction house, she turned her head and chatted with Fu Ming.
“That’s right.” Fu Ming had just vividly described his trip to Yongcheng to Yang Pei, and now that his mouth was a little dry, he replied with only short sentences.
"I never imagined that Xiao Huaiyuan, who is so cold-hearted, would be so enthusiastic about taking on a disciple." Yang Pei said in a kind and gentle tone, as if a spring breeze was blowing.
After Fu Ming took the initiative to step forward, Yang Pei's attention was fully diverted. She shouted, "What kind of tattered clothes did you dress the child in?" and took out three sets of women's clothing of different styles from her mustard seed bag. However, given that Xiao Huaiyuan's stock of Tianyan Sect uniforms had been completely squandered by him, Fu Ming had no choice but to accept this strapless outfit.
Okay, at least it's a pants suit.
"Senior Yang, do you still retain the memories of when you were controlled by the Lord of the Ghost Market?"
“Almost none. His spiritual sense should be slightly stronger than mine. Although I woke up early, I can only remember a few fragments.” Yang Pei pondered for a moment. The only thing she could recall was the scene of fighting with Xiao Huaiyuan. Was that guy really that strong? That shouldn’t be the case.
Fu Ming gave an "oh" and seemed to be deep in thought.
He couldn't remember how Xiao Huaiyuan had neutralized the effects of the aphrodisiac after it took effect; he only knew that he had a bizarre erotic dream.
In his dream, there seemed to be a beautiful woman with a bad temper who kept pinching him, causing Fu Ming to cry out in pain for a long time. When he woke up, he was dry and clean, but his back was a little sore.
When asked how he solved the problem, Xiao Huaiyuan refused to answer and even repeated his question. What did that mean?
After much thought, he finally came up with a reasonable explanation: Xiao Huaiyuan probably disliked being close to men, and after being drugged, he acted very strangely and mistook him for a woman, which angered him.
That's easy to handle. Just buy him some gifts to appease him after the matter is settled.
Speaking of Fu Ming's serious business, the progress bar for the mission to destroy the Ghost Market is stuck at 85%, just one crucial step away.
It seems that simply driving away Lord Yun is not enough; we also need to eliminate the mastermind behind the Ghost Market. It would be more appropriate to entrust this task to Xiao Huaiyuan.
Xiao Huaiyuan went to seal off the City Lord's Mansion, while Yang Pei and Fu Ming stayed in the Ghost Market, where they worked like an assembly line, knocking off the masks of the unconscious people. Without Lord Yun's control, the incense ash masks became extremely fragile, revealing faces of men, women, and children of all ages.
Fu Ming was a notorious figure in both the immortal and demon realms, and he didn't befriend anyone, so naturally he couldn't recognize who among these people was.
Yang Pei exclaimed in surprise from time to time while knocking: "Isn't this so-and-so from so-and-so sect? I didn't expect this guy to look so respectable, but secretly come to a place like this."
However, none of them expected that the first to awaken would be Fang Xiaoquan and Fang Xiaohui, who had just fallen into demonic possession.
Fang Xiaohui still had black markings on her body, but her pupils had returned to a normal, clear black and white. She rolled her eyes, glancing around at the situation and then at Fu Ming, before saying to them, "Thank you, both of you big sisters..."
Fu Ming couldn't help but cough. "I'm a man."
"Oh, big brother, it's you!"
The little girl was quite clever; after a slight reminder, she immediately recognized him. After hearing Fu Ming's question, she scratched her head and moved closer to Fang Xiaoquan.
"Big brother, do you want to know why my brother and I were captured? That's a bit hard to explain."
Fang Xiaohui bit her thumbnail until it was pockmarked, recalling the events in a somewhat confused manner. "It seems like it was three years ago. My brother and I came here, and then Aunt Wu said we were the children chosen by Lord Yun..."
Having been chosen by Lord Yun, Fu Ming keenly grasped this key phrase.
The rest of the story can be summarized as follows: Shopkeeper Wu provided for the emaciated brother and sister, ensuring they had enough to eat and wear, the only price being that they had to take medicine every week. The medicine was very strange; after drinking it, the magical markings on their bodies would slowly grow as if they were alive, but if they secretly poured the medicine away, they would experience unbearable itching and pain from their bone marrow, and develop a high fever.
This went on for three years until Manager Wu drove them away two months ago. They were forced to sleep on the streets and constantly evade capture by government soldiers. However, when they returned to Yingfu Inn, Manager Wu, though not kind, had never deprived them of food and drink, and personally led them into a dark cage.
“Aunt Wu said she already gave us a chance, so we can’t blame her,” Fang Xiaoquan suddenly added. He didn’t speak, and Fu Ming almost forgot that he was no longer mute after becoming a demon. “If we hadn’t told Big Brother that we wanted to come back, this wouldn’t have happened.”
Fu Ming stretched out his two hands, one higher and one lower, to rub their heads, just as he had comforted Xiao Huaiyuan many years ago.
"What are you thinking? This isn't your fault. Just go ask her, won't you?" After saying that, he waved to Yang Pei and said, "Senior Yang, thank you for watching over here. I'll be right back."
After taking five or six steps, Fu Ming suddenly turned back and said to Yang Pei again, "Senior, be careful not to kill anyone!"
Yang Pei waved him away, saying, "I know, go ahead."
Buzz—
The mysterious fluctuations of the teleportation array echoed in the dark room. The three figures flashed and returned to this small and cramped cave. The dust that rushed towards them made Fu Ming sneeze.
Upon closer inspection, it became clear that the brother and sister had been prepared, covering their mouths and noses with their hands during the transmission.
"Aunt Wu doesn't like cleaning the room much, we're all used to it," Fang Xiaohui explained.
Fu Ming sternly reprimanded them: "Remember to say something earlier next time."
Will we come again next time?
"What I mean is, are you willing to follow me and become a true demonic cultivator?" Fu Ming put his index finger to his lips, adopting a superior air.
The brother and sister nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.
Great, that's the attitude we want.
At the inn's front desk, Manager Wu was writing accounts in the ledger, putting on the appearance of operating as usual, but the place was deserted and there were no customers.
Fu Ming slammed both hands on her table and laughed, "Manager Wu, it's been a long time. I thought you, who were acting as Lord Yun's accomplice, would take advantage of the chaos to run away."
Manager Wu still looked listless, and didn't even want to look up at him: "Run? The gates of Yongcheng are locked. With my mortal body, how can I possibly escape?"
"So what would you like to say to the brother and sister?"
Shopkeeper Wu glared at them with piercing eyes: "If it weren't for Lord Yun's great kindness, you would all be long gone, dragged away and eaten by wild dogs. Now that you've all become cultivators, you should be thanking me."
Hearing such cold words, Fang Xiaohui burst into tears: "Aunt Wu, you know perfectly well that we will be reduced to bones by that drug, and then sold to others to be used as toys... What difference is there between that and being eaten by dogs!"
Bang! Shopkeeper Wu threw the wolf-hair brush to the ground.
"Stop crying and wailing. Your lives are worthless. People who have no use to you can only die."
"That's not right, Manager Wu. Didn't you rely on their value to become a slave trader and get out of Tianxiang Tower to become Lord Yun's servant?" Fu Ming picked up the wolf-hair brush and poked it at her heart in the air. "I wonder how many children you've harmed over the years to climb to your current position."
The shrewd boss, who could argue with the soldiers, fell silent. She simply picked up her abacus and, as usual, calculated her earnings, her wrist trembling violently. It was pointless; her stable life was doomed to fail anyway.
She finally gave up struggling: "Tell me, what do you want to know?"
Suddenly, a golden bell-shaped barrier descended from the sky, locking the entire inn in place.
Xiao Huaiyuan, dressed in the crown robes of the Tianyan Sect leader, stepped into the room and strode past Fu Ming.
Fu Ming reached out to grab his sleeve, but missed.
He transmitted his voice to Xiao Huaiyuan, saying, "It was my fault, please don't be angry."
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#Seeking help: In the fourth year of my marriage, I discovered that my husband is actually two different people. What should I do?
After differentiating from a beta to an omega, military academy student Ning Qing learns that he is the true young master of an ancient family and is to be married off in place of the fake young master.
Ning Qing made only one request: he wanted to continue his studies at military academy and join the army after graduation.
The arranged marriage partner, Cyril, comes from a family of generals known for producing mentally ill individuals, and appears to be just a sunny and cheerful blond alpha.
He was a year below him in the same department, and Ning Qing took the initiative to shake his hand, unaware of the unusually deep gaze in his eyes.
They lived a respectful life together after marriage. Cyril did not mark him completely, but was occasionally suspicious and anxious, and sometimes tough and gloomy.
During the day, they train their partners for competitions.
We discussed tactics before going to bed at night.
Aside from the lower back pain and abdominal bloating I always experience when I wake up in the morning, overall it's been pretty good.
Until one day, Ning Qing took off her shimmering silver wedding rings and formally proposed a divorce to Xi Lai'er.
The icy beauty captain, who had just wiped out a stellar-level insect hive, was somewhat troubled: "I've recently improved my ability to sense pheromones, and then I discovered that there are three different pheromones in my home."
"If you have someone else in your heart, we can get a peaceful divorce. After all, this is just an arranged marriage for outsiders to see."
"You still found out, huh? I knew I couldn't hide it from you." Speaker Cyril gave a self-deprecating laugh, his knuckles clenched so tightly they turned white.
A syringe was injected into Ning Qing's gland from behind. Ning Qing turned her head, but only saw another face that was exactly the same as Xi Lai'er's.
The world collapsed in an instant.
From the detention center to the military academy, from the battlefield to the bathroom, informal videos covering all four walls played simultaneously in front of Ning Qing.
After many years, his emotions surged back, but the restraints and electric shock collar left him with no way to escape.
The two Cyril's flanked him, and they said in unison:
"Qing, it's time for you to fulfill your duties as a wife."
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Royal Military Academy Internal Forum
[Anonymous] Let's dig into NQ, the number one ranked mecha academy. What's going on? Now even O can attend military academy. Can't you just go home and get married?
1L That's enough, another defeated opponent. Determined to be someone he can't have.
2L beta isn't impossible... I can.
3L Rumor has it that NQ is already married.
4L Yes, it's with me^^
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#Occasionally, passersby will gull over him, but the dominant one is the most perverted among them.
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