In the world of cultivation, righteous cultivators who are not familiar with each other usually address each other as fellow Daoists or senior brothers and sisters, while mortals mostly address cultivators as immortal masters.
As for Immortal Venerable, this title is mostly reserved for cultivators who have achieved extraordinary success in the cultivation world, have a prominent personal reputation, and whose strength is convincing. Others use Immortal Venerable as a respectful title to show their respect for them.
Ji Mo Fan is just a young man in his early twenties and is far from deserving of such a title.
But if he shook his head, Ji Mofan really couldn't think of any other more suitable title for him.
There was no other way but to accept it.
Anyway, Miao Miao is a demonic cultivator. If this were to fall into the ears of other righteous cultivators, they would probably think that he doesn't understand the rules of the cultivation world and is just talking nonsense.
Miao Miao looks young and is quite lively, but in reality he is only a few years younger than Xi He.
He traveled all over the country for many years, and apart from his cultivation level never improving, he had accumulated quite a few skill points in all other areas.
For example, he could even draw a sketch of the banquet layout for a Daoist couple's grand ceremony in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea after seeing the main hall of the Demon Palace.
"Immortal Venerable, following you, I, Miao Miao, have truly made a difference!" The next day, Miao Miao, clutching the parchment in her hand, rushed to Ji Mo Fan's feet, tugging at his clothes and howling for a long time, seemingly trying to fake cry to show how moved she was.
"I never dared to dream that I would be entrusted with something by His Excellency!"
Unfortunately, her acting was lacking; even after she finished crying, her eyes were still dry, and not a single tear fell.
Ji Mofan moved his foot and pushed him aside, saying, "Don't wail."
"What are you saying? That's so unlucky. It's clearly a happy occasion coming soon." Miao Miao immediately stopped making noise, got up, and rubbed her eyes.
To be honest, these two rubs were much more effective than his earlier howling; at least his eyes were genuinely red after he finished rubbing them.
Ji Mofan was unmoved by his performance. "Show me the sketch."
Miao Miao didn't hold back at all, immediately spreading out her drawings on the table and chattering away, introducing him to every one of her ingenious ideas.
"If you have any ideas, you can tell me, and you can join in."
"After all, this is your Dao Companion Ceremony. Although the Venerable One is the highest, you are the Immortal Venerable I acknowledge, so I will stand on your side."
Ji Mofan listened to Miao Miao's rambling on, but his thoughts weren't really on the arrangements for the Dao Couple Ceremony.
He originally had no interest in the position of Demon Queen, and even less interest in Xihe.
Especially since he had just recently organized a grand ceremony, and if you count his previous life, he had already been the protagonist of two Daoist Couple Ceremony, he really couldn't muster any extra interest.
“Here.” He suddenly pointed to the sketch, interrupting Miao Miao’s rambling.
"What's wrong, Immortal Venerable?" Miao Miao leaned closer.
"I need you to add something for me," Ji Mofan said.
Alas, he's probably incompatible with the Daoist Couple Ceremony.
While talking about Jimo Fan, he secretly thought to himself.
Both of the previous Daoist couple ceremonies went wrong, and the third one is about to be ruined as well.
It seems he really isn't destined to find a Daoist partner.
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Miao Miao was always accommodating to Ji Mofan's requests, incorporating everything he suggested, no matter how strange it might be.
Ji Mofan had originally thought that it would probably take a lot of persuasion to find an excuse to convince the other party, but he didn't expect that this person was very similar to Ge Gen from his family in one aspect: he was very good at self-deception.
Sometimes, before he could even come up with an excuse, Miao Miao would already have covered up any misunderstandings for him.
This saved Ji Mofan some trouble; otherwise, fooling Xi He and his demonic cultivators would have led to another lawsuit.
Amidst the chaos of war, the Daoist Couple Ceremony was still held as scheduled.
Although the preparation time was very short, only three days, the Demon Lord was indeed the Demon Lord. His influence was many levels stronger than Ji Mofan's in the Yun Cang Sword Sect. In just three days, he was able to handle all matters, big and small, perfectly.
The demon realm was once again engulfed in a storm.
It would be strange if they weren't horrified.
Since ascending to the position of Demon Lord, their Lord has not taken in a single disciple, let alone a Demon Queen.
He once said that he found these things troublesome and preferred to travel around alone.
As far as they know, no one in the Demon Realm can maintain a long-term close relationship with the Demon Lord.
Even his demon generals only communicate with each other when there is trouble that needs to be resolved; otherwise, they are nowhere to be found.
It flies around like a kite, and you can't pull it back even if you hold the string.
And now they've actually announced a coronation ceremony?!
And I heard that his partner is actually a minor righteous cultivator in the cultivation world?!
Their curiosity was irresistible, and everyone wanted to come and see if it was true or not.
Aside from the Demon Lord's birthday celebration, the main city once again saw a surge of people.
It was even more extravagant than a birthday party.
What a joke! His Majesty's birthday celebrations happen every year, but the Empress Conferment Ceremony is a once-in-a-millennium event. If we miss this one, we may never have another chance to witness it in our lives.
Who wouldn't rush to see who the fake demonic cultivator is!
"...Your Demon Lord entrusted the Demon Realm to you, and this is how you govern it?" Even though he was sitting in the Demon Palace, Ji Mo Fan could still vaguely hear the occasional clamor of voices coming from outside the palace walls, showing just how lively it was outside.
It should be noted that the inner city of the main city was not open to the public casually, even during birthday celebrations. Even if the outside was packed with people, the Demon Palace would remain unaffected.
However, this time there were so many people flooding into the main city that the inner city had to be opened to accommodate the visitors.
Even so, the main city's space couldn't withstand it at all. Miao Miao had slipped out earlier and when he returned, he told him that there were now many camps of all sizes outside the main city, all filled with demonic cultivators who wanted to witness the ceremony but couldn't squeeze into the city.
The level of excitement was unprecedented and astonishing.
The righteous group, detained in the Demon Palace, dared not go out, fearing that they might be trampled into a carpet by the emotionally charged demon cultivators.
As for Ji Mofan, he has barely left his room these past two days. Otherwise, whenever he meets someone, they call him "Your Majesty," and he doesn't know whether to respond or not.
Even confined in his room, he couldn't find peace. He had taken out his alchemy furnace to try refining pills again, but he was disturbed so much that every batch he tried to refine exploded, so he had no choice but to give up.
Since he started cultivating, he had never felt anything so difficult.
“Your Majesty used to govern in the same way.” Xihe was taking out clothes one by one from her Qiankun bag.
The table was covered in vibrant red colors, with a dazzling array of patterns, yet Ji Mofan was completely bewildered by it.
“Normally, a Daoist couple's wedding ceremony only requires two wedding gowns.” He took a deep breath. “You've prepared so many; how many demon queens are you planning to marry at once?”
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