The quaint and dimly lit guest room was illuminated only by a single flickering candle. The sudden bursts of fireworks from the town cast flickering light throughout the room, while the sounds of everyday life and bustling activity could be faintly heard from outside the distant window.
Xin Qi, still dressed in a white scholar's robe, stood in the dim light.
He said, "Let's get married."
Jiang Fei stared at him blankly, as if frozen in place, motionless. After a long while, she finally managed to squeeze out a single sentence: "What?"
Xin Qi walked up to her and said again, "Let's get married."
Jiang Fei glanced at the 50% favorability rating above his head, then met his gaze again: "Are you serious?"
Xin Qi paused for a moment, then nodded.
Noticing his hesitation, Jiang Fei lowered her eyes slightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her voice hoarse: "But, that Miss Tang..."
“There is no Miss Tang,” Xin Qi leaned down, getting close to her eyes, “it’s just the two of us.”
What beautiful love words.
Jiang Fei sneered inwardly. He had clearly proposed the marriage to kill her, yet he spoke of it as if he were deeply in love.
But since he dared to say it, how could she not agree?
“You know, Xin Qi,” Jiang Fei said, her head lowered, her voice low, each word as if it had been uttered a thousand times over, “My feelings for you.”
Xin Qi paused for a moment, then responded softly, and asked again, "So?"
“I…I’m still angry with you,” Jiang Fei bit her lip, then suddenly looked up, her eyes glistening with tears, “But I can’t refuse you.”
Xin Qi was stunned, staring straight into her eyes. Although her pupils were so pure that he could see right through them, he felt as if he were being sucked in, and his head became a little dizzy.
After a long while, he abruptly looked away and said, "Hmm," feeling increasingly flustered, "You don't look well. Go to bed."
Jiang Fei nodded, slowly stood up, and then his body trembled violently.
"What?" Xin Qi looked at her.
"No." Jiang Fei hurriedly shook her head, clenching her fists tightly. She looked up at him and smiled, then got up and walked towards the bed in the inner room.
Xin Qi frowned as he watched her back, feeling increasingly familiar with her current state, especially... the slightly trembling body under her white dress, and her increasingly thin shoulders.
Jiang Fei naturally knew that Xin Qi had been watching her. When she got close to the bed, she paused, then her legs went weak, and she fell uncontrollably to the side.
Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed, and Xin Qi gripped it tightly: "You..."
He had barely finished speaking when he keenly noticed that Jiang Fei's wrist bone was broken, almost exactly the same as his own body, which was currently suffering from divine punishment.
"What?" Xin Qi said, reaching out to probe her bones.
"On my way back, I ran into some exorcists who sensed demonic energy on me. They chased me for a while, and I accidentally injured myself while trying to escape," Jiang Fei said hastily, pulling his wrist back.
Xin Qi still looked at her with suspicion.
Jiang Fei looked at him and laughed, her face pale, but her eyebrows and eyes were half-curved like the first crescent moon.
Xin, how could he not understand?
Jiang Fei smiled and said, "Xin Qi, you care about me." His confident tone was mixed with a hint of delight at realizing that he cared about her.
Xin Qi was stunned, and his doubts vanished.
He could barely withstand the divine punishment, so how could Jiang Fei, a mere Golden Core cultivator, be so relaxed at this moment?
But what arose in my heart with her words was a wave of panic.
Xin Qimang internally denied it; how could he care about her?
"You rest first," Xin Qi said, turning to walk towards the outer room. "I'll rest outside tonight."
Jiang Fei looked at the fluctuating favorability rating above his head and suddenly reached out and grabbed him.
Xin Qi paused, his body already weak from the divine punishment, and his mind in turmoil, so she pulled him down onto the bed.
Just as he was about to get up, Jiang Fei wrapped her arms around his waist and curled up in his embrace: "You must not have been resting properly these days."
“I’m back, Xinqi,” she murmured softly.
Xin Qi stared blankly at the soft body in his arms. He wondered if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Jiang Fei tonight... exuded a coldness that made his heart ache.
His consciousness gradually drifted away. Another burst of fireworks erupted outside the window, their colorful afterglow streaming into the room. Before falling asleep, Xin Qi saw Jiang Fei's face nestled comfortably against his chest. For the first time in nearly half a month, Xin Qi had fallen into a deep sleep.
When I woke up again, it was already dawn.
When Xin Qi woke up, she was met with a pair of bright, sparkling eyes and a soft, waking voice: "Good morning."
Xin Qi paused slightly at the tip of his finger.
Over the centuries, his few peaceful sleeps were always by Jiang Fei's side.
"Good morning," he finally whispered.
...
Xin Qi moved very quickly.
They announced their intention to get married and began preparations the very next day.
Among the Yun, Tang, and Jiang families, even though Yun Jue has declared himself a sect in the cultivation world at Wunian Mountain, the Yun family has still benefited from this and become the dominant force. The Jiang family, on the other hand, has declined further due to the passing of the original owner's parents.
The Jiang family is now entirely supported by the original owner's uncle.
Xin Qi sent 200,000 spirit stones to the Jiang family, naturally without mentioning his identity as a demonic cultivator.
Two hundred thousand spirit stones are enough for a gang to use for ten years, so in just three days, the Jiang family sent a letter from afar, agreeing to the marriage.
After receiving the letter from the Jiang family, Xin Qi wrote another letter and sent it to the Demon Palace where he was located on Chiyu Mountain. He ordered people to prepare a room for him, saying that he and his wife would be returning soon.
When he wrote this letter, Jiang Fei was beside him. He originally intended to write "taking someone back with him", but when he saw Jiang Fei, he changed his words and wrote "Madam".
Jiang Fei also blushed slightly.
After sending the letter, Jiang Fei and Xin Qi left Youfang Town and headed to Chiyu Mountain.
The two did not rush along the way, but instead took it as if they were sightseeing.
As you ride the wind, the scenery beneath your feet is incredibly beautiful and magnificent.
Jiang Fei was quite pleased with himself, enjoying the beautiful scenery every day. At night, he would find an inn or stay overnight in the mountains. Xin Qie could clearly feel that the pain of the heavenly punishment had lessened considerably, and he could even cast a barrier so that even mosquitoes could not enter.
Jiang Fei tirelessly hunted in the forest, then pulled out a packet of seasonings he had prepared sometime earlier, and ate mortal food. At these times, Xin Qi would look at him with disdain, going out to draw life force from wild animals and ancient trees in the forest, or to eat the raindrops.
They always slept together, and Jiang Fei always nestled in Xin Qi's arms with a completely resigned attitude.
In the past few days, Xin Qi has no longer suffered from insomnia due to the divine punishment. In fact, he has begun to get used to waking up every day with his hand on Jiang Fei's waist, and her soft, warm breath spraying onto his chest.
This period was the most harmonious time the two of them spent together.
However, the closer they got to Chiyu Mountain, the more silent Xin Qi became.
On this day, Xin Qi flew to the top of the mountain above him and looked at the majestic dense forest and mountain mist. In the distance, the mountain body shrouded in the mountain mist and glowing with a faint red light was Chiyu Mountain.
The Demon Palace is now only located at the foot of Mount Chiyu, where the mountain range is situated and where the magic is most abundant.
In seven days, it will be the day he undergoes his tribulation.
That was also the time when he attained enlightenment.
At that time, his long-cherished wish will be fulfilled.
Jiang Fei was merely an insignificant pawn in her journey forward.
Just a pawn.
A chaotic flow of spiritual energy emanated from below.
Xin Qi lowered his eyes and saw Jiang Fei struggling to fly up and stand beside him, letting out a long breath: "It's so hard to climb up here."
"Why did you come up here?" Xin Qi asked, looking at her.
Jiang Fei turned her head and smiled, "Seeing you all alone, I wanted to keep you company."
Xin Qi stared into Jiang Fei's eyes, his fingertips, hidden in his scholar's robe, trembling slightly.
Jiang Fei met his gaze, puzzled: "Xin Qi?"
Xin Qi suddenly grabbed her wrist.
Jiang Fei was startled.
The next moment, Xin Qi pulled her up with a single word and flew towards Chiyu Mountain like lightning.
He was disgusted with the feeling of being so easily swayed, so he could only hurry back to the Demon Palace and wait for the seven days to come.
In the blink of an eye, the Crimson Feather Mountain, a hundred feet away, was right in front of them.
Jiang Fei looked at the place before him, which was filled with dense demonic energy. Even the rocks were painted black. The demon palace was like a huge, dark palace embedded in the mountain, towering and majestic, yet also cold and gloomy.
A person dressed in a black robe, whose demonic aura could not be concealed, stood respectfully at the door. Upon seeing the newcomer, he hurriedly said, "Welcome, Master."
Xin Qi didn't say a word, released Jiang Fei, and walked straight inside.
The man in black robes showed no sign of surprise and turned to look at Jiang Fei: "Welcome, Madam."
Jiang Fei quickly waved his hand: "You don't need to call me Madam, I'm not yet..."
“If the master says the lady is the lady, then the lady is the lady.” The man in black robes finished speaking expressionlessly, then turned and offered his seat. “Lady, please.”
Jiang Fei was eventually placed in the central palace.
Although the hall was fully equipped, with even the beds, tables, and chairs being extremely luxurious and comfortable, it was empty, with only a few candles, dark and gloomy, and lacking spiritual energy. Even the sound of footsteps echoed.
Jiang Fei raised an eyebrow. It's better to be a little empty. Maybe she can still get some goodwill from that bastard before she leaves.
She settled down in this palace.
Xin Qi, however, has not appeared since returning to the Demon Palace.
Only the system honestly reports his favorability rating every day, which fluctuates constantly, especially at night, when the fluctuations become more intense and even continue throughout the night.
On the third day, after Jiang Fei got up, he began to decorate the empty palace.
She only needed to call out to the black-robed man at the door, and soon the thing would appear outside the hall.
As the once dark and empty palace gradually transformed, Jiang Fei felt a real sense of accomplishment.
It seems that when she returns to her own world, she should try to be more creative.
The man in black robes watched Jiang Fei bustling around and could only sigh inwardly.
Their master has feelings for Miss Tang, which is obvious to all his subordinates. Yet now he wants to marry Miss Jiang. They really don't know why.
On the fourth day, Jiang Fei walked out of the palace without asking the man in black to follow him.
When he returned, he was holding two lotus leaves in his hand.
The man in black robes turned pale the moment he saw the lotus leaf.
That lotus leaf was a lotus of immortality, nurtured by a thousand years of demonic energy, and now it has been picked by Miss Ye…
Thinking of this, the man in black robes hurriedly flew towards the side hall.
at the same time.
Side hall.
Xin Qi sat on the main seat in the hall, and once again did not sleep all night.
He has maintained this posture for nearly four days. The surging demonic energy within him seems to have sensed the call of the Heavenly Dao, and has become increasingly powerful in the past few days, but also increasingly difficult to control.
On his wrist, the Love-Loving Curse was surging wildly.
Three days left.
And then it was all over.
He no longer needed to show his face, nor did he need to feign affection for Jiang Fei, who had already fallen for him.
He doesn't need to do anything...
Therefore, he made himself stay in the side hall for seven days, and could only attain enlightenment on the day of his wedding.
Therefore, when his subordinates said that Jiang Fei needed veils, candlesticks, and even decorations for the palace, he fulfilled all her requests.
After all, even if she were decorated, how long could she stay inside the palace?
It will only be a few days.
This demonic palace will ultimately be her tomb.
A sudden, sharp pain shot through my chest, followed by an overwhelming feeling of suffocation.
Xin Qi clenched his fist, suppressing the surging magic power.
Footsteps sounded outside the door, and a voice from a man in black robes rang out: "Master, Miss Jiang has picked the Longevity Lotus."
Xin Qi came to his senses, and the surging magic gradually calmed down. He responded softly and frowned slightly.
The Longevity Lotus, when consumed by ordinary demonic cultivators, can increase their magical power by several decades.
Jiang Fei picked the Longevity Lotus, so it's not unreasonable for him to go and take a look.
It wasn't for her, but only because of the Lotus of Immortality.
Xin Qi gradually loosened his clenched fist and got up to head towards the main hall.
However, as he approached the main hall, he frowned. The smell of human food wafting from inside the main hall made him feel uncomfortable.
Xin Qi pushed open the palace door, but then stopped in his tracks.
The grand main hall was clearly meticulously decorated. Light-colored and red gauze curtains swayed gently in the breeze. Several candlesticks had been added, and the warm yellow candlelight illuminated the hall, eliminating any sense of gloom or eeriness. Thick velvet carpets with exquisite patterns covered the floor, and numerous murals were embedded in the walls…
Unlike the empty and desolate Demon Palace of the past, it now feels more like... a home.
"You've arrived?" A surprised voice came from the back door of the hall.
Xin Qi looked up.
Jiang Fei held two folded lotus leaves in her hands. The lotus leaves were steaming and had a faint fishy smell.
"I cooked some fish, do you want some?" Jiang Fei asked, her eyes sparkling as she held up a lotus leaf in front of him.
Xin Qi looked at the lotus leaves. The immortal lotus, which demonic cultivators coveted, was being used by her as a container for food in the human world, a terrible waste.
However, he couldn't resist the urge to eat human food. Jiang Fei blew on the lotus leaf as she lifted it, revealing a perfectly roasted carp with a fragrant aroma. She picked up a piece of fish, tasted it, and squinted her eyes in satisfaction.
It was as if the fish was a delicacy.
Xin Qi stared at her lips as they opened and closed, without moving.
The next moment, her long hair fell down to her front, obscuring her vision. Several times she looked up, but the hair still blocked her view.
Helpless, Jiang Fei blushed and whispered, "Xin Qi, can you help me flirt with him?"
Xin Qi glanced at her long hair, walked over, and tucked her disheveled hair behind her ear.
The two were very close, and he could smell the soap pods in her hair.
But at that moment, Jiang Fei suddenly raised her head.
Xin Qi's hand, which was stroking her long hair, froze, his heart pounding. He could even see her eyelashes trembling very slightly.
Their eyes met, their breaths mingling.
Jiang Fei blinked, hesitated for a moment, then blushed and reached out to feed Xin Qi the fish meat in her hand. The soft warmth of her fingertips brought a faint tingling sensation, which numb the corners of his lips.
Xin Qi didn't realize that opening his mouth would fill it with a refreshing fragrance.
He reacted quickly and took a half step back.
He clearly loathed human food, yet for the first time in hundreds of years, he found no trace of aversion to it.
My heart is filled with panic.
But Jiang Fei still smiled broadly and asked, "Is it delicious?"
“…” Xin remained silent.
Jiang Fei then remembered something: "Oh right, I also need to show you."
With that, she turned and walked towards the inner chamber.
Xin Qi remained standing in the same spot, motionless, his brows furrowed.
Before long, the inner bedroom door was slowly opened. Xin Qi looked in the direction of the sound and then his breath hitched.
Jiang Fei, dressed in a red wedding gown, stood there, looking at him shyly. Her skin was as white as jade, and her cheeks were flushed: "Do I look good?"
Xin Qi's hands were clenched tightly.
Jiang Fei, who had always worn white, was wearing red for the first time, looking passionate and charming.
The woman who was kept in a gilded cage with her heart ripped out back then was wearing a red dress.
Just like Jiang Fei.
And he will become the executioner.
“Xin Qi…”
Xin Qi suddenly turned around and walked out of the hall, his back view like that of someone fleeing in panic.
Xin Qi's favorability rating: 60.
Jiang Fei glanced at his retreating figure and chuckled.
...
The three days passed in the blink of an eye.
On the day of the wedding, the Demon Palace remained as silent and still as ever.
Only the palace gates and the branches in the courtyard were adorned with red silk, adding a touch of joy.
Xin Qi stood under the branches, red silk hanging behind him. He was dressed in red and looked at the main hall not far away, without moving.
The wedding was extremely bleak, devoid of any joy.
There is no need for celebration.
He knew Jiang Fei was waiting inside, waiting to become his wife.
He was also waiting, waiting for night to fall.
Something was trembling in my chest, and my fingertips were icy cold.
Xin Qi told himself that it was just the excitement of immediately becoming a demon, and there was no need to care.
Night falls, and the stars twinkle.
Xin Qi looked up at the blood-stained moon and walked step by step toward the bridal chamber.
The Love-Locking Curse was surging and urging, desperately seeking a host. Xin knew only the depth of emotion required to cause the Love-Locking Curse to be so agitated.
He had to exert all his strength to suppress it.
The palace gates gradually opened.
Xin Qi immediately spotted the woman sitting quietly by the bed, covered with a red veil, waiting for him in her fiery red wedding dress in the exceptionally warm and cozy hall she had decorated.
Jiang Fei, through the red veil, watched Xin Qi slowly walk up to her and raised her eyebrows slightly.
It finally arrived. She had grown tired of being by his side all this time.
The red veil was gently lifted, and Jiang Fei slowly raised her eyes as she looked at him with affection in her made-up eyes: "Xin Qi."
Xin Qi paused, and the Love-Locking Curse became even more frantic, roaring as it tried to break free.
Xin Qi desperately suppressed it; he should have let it be released, but inexplicably he managed to hold it in his wrist.
Seeing that he remained silent, Jiang Fei said softly, "From now on, I will be your wife, and you will be my husband."
Xin Qi's hand trembled slightly.
Jiang Fei sensed something was wrong, stood up and took two steps toward him.
Xin Qi quickly dodged backward. Jiang Fei looked at him helplessly, but couldn't help frowning inwardly. When did he start dawdling like this?
Xin Qi stopped in his tracks, staring blankly at Jiang Fei who was so close to him, his mind somewhat hazy.
Once the Love-Loving Curse is planted on Jiang Fei, everything will be over.
What about the will of Heaven? Isn't it still being deceived by it?
At that time, the Three Realms and Yan'er will all be in his hands.
As for Jiang Fei, he's not worth mentioning.
"Xin Qi, what's wrong?" Jiang Fei walked up to him with worried eyes and reached out to touch his cheek.
Her wrist was suddenly grabbed. Xin Qi looked at her expressionlessly, a metallic taste of blood churning in her throat.
The time is almost up.
He was raised like livestock in a cage as a child, and he wanted to avenge that.
Even though the woman's heart had been ripped out, she still looked at the man with eyes full of piety and adoration. Love, after all, is cheap.
Swallow's smiling face.
The power of the Three Realms...
Scenes echoed in his mind.
He cannot give up.
But why does it resist the outpouring of the Love-Loving Curse?
A voice in my mind asks: You like Jiang Fei?
Upon hearing just that one sentence, Xin Qi suddenly opened his eyes.
How could that be...
“Xin Qi…”
Jiang Fei was about to speak when he saw Xin Qi's wrist suddenly emit a dazzling light from a golden magic seal.
Jiang Fei watched as the light rushed towards her brow, neither dodging nor avoiding it. In just a moment, the magic seal had entered her body.
Along with the magic seal appeared a crimson sword forged from demonic energy and shrouded in blood mist, which pierced straight toward her heart.
finally.
Jiang Fei sighed and looked down.
—The crimson sword pierced her heart; though it didn't hurt, it was still an eyesore.
She looked up and saw Xin Qi standing in front of her with his disheveled black hair and blood-red wedding dress, his favorability rating fluctuating constantly.
Xin Qi was also staring intently at her wound, his face expressionless, only his hands were trembling violently.
He sealed her five senses, so she wouldn't feel pain.
When she loses consciousness, she will no longer feel pain.
But when he looked up, he immediately saw the confusion in her eyes, just like the last time he sent her to the exorcist's clutches.
She looked at him, her lips moved, and she murmured blankly, "...Husband?"
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