Chapter 357
Countless people were curiously looking towards the main peak, wondering...
The Blood Demon Lord's proposal of marriage was such a big event that it naturally alarmed the entire Corpse Puppet Sect.
I don’t know how many people were looking curiously in the direction of the main peak, especially wanting to know what was going on.
Yuan Xiaowen, the leader of the Corpse Puppet Sect, was still confused at this time.
As a Nascent Soul cultivator, she felt that she had experienced all kinds of hardships, but the fact that the dignified Blood Demon Lord actually proposed to her disciple, the corpse refiner, was still beyond her imagination.
Yuan Xiaowen was wearing a white long dress, with a beautiful figure and an ethereal look. As the face of the Corpse Puppet Sect, she was adept at dealing with people, and had always been able to build good relations with all parties. The Corpse Puppet Sect was able to maintain its top position among the left-wing sects with such a strange style, thanks to her ability.
But even so, facing Lin Qingqiu's sincere proposal, Yuan Xiaowen was still speechless.
"I'm sorry, your visit, Demon Lord, is so sudden. Please allow us to ask the person concerned for his opinion." Although Yuan Xiaowen's tone was very polite, he did not agree immediately.
The Demon Lord's cultivation is indeed astonishing, but their Corpse Puppet Sect also has an ancestor who has reached the state of Divine Transformation. Besides, Lin Qingqiu is currently inside the Corpse Puppet Sect. If a fight really breaks out, it is not known who will suffer.
The Corpse Puppet Sect is known for its eerie style. After all, cultivators who constantly associate with corpses often have psychological issues. Normal people would choose to let the deceased return to dust, rather than manipulate corpses like the Corpse Puppet Sect does.
But from another perspective, places like this where the whole sect is filled with fellow patients are often extremely united.
Although Yuan Xiaowen was the head of the sect, she didn't know why the Blood Demon Lord insisted on marrying the refined corpse of that disciple, but she knew very well that for some disciples, the refined corpse was their obsession, and taking away their refined corpse was almost the same as taking away their lives.
Apart from anything else, she couldn't tolerate anyone trying to refine her corpse.
So, after temporarily settling the Demon Lord down, she planned to find someone to ask what was going on.
How did the corpse refining of a low-level disciple become related to the Blood Demon Lord?
What made Yuan Xiaowen feel the most strange was that the Blood Demon Lord came to visit this time with an unexpectedly good attitude. He was even friendly to her, a Nascent Soul cultivator. He was not at all like the crazy person in the rumors.
"Zhiwu, do you think this Blood Demon Lord is really here to propose marriage?" Yuan Xiaowen murmured.
A baby-faced man emerged from beside her, shook his head, and said cheerfully, "Who knows? But I think it's very likely. Sister, you didn't notice the look in his eyes when he mentioned seeking a partner... Tsk tsk, a man only looks like that when he's in love."
Yuan Xiaowen rolled his eyes at Yuan Zhiwu and said, "You know this now? I remember you were a bachelor before you died, right?"
The baby-faced man immediately frowned: "Sister, you're going too far when you're scolding people."
Yuan Xiaowen smiled and said, "I just don't understand why he would fall for a corpse refiner? Does he have some special hobby?"
The more Yuan Xiaowen spoke, the more suspicious she became. She simply couldn't understand why the Blood Demon Lord would be interested in a refined corpse.
It's not that there's anything wrong with refining corpses. With her level of cultivation, her natal corpse looks no different from an ordinary person. It's normal to like refining corpses without knowing the truth.
But the disciple Lin Qingqiu mentioned was clearly a fourth-generation disciple, having only been a student for about thirty years. How high could his cultivation level be? His corresponding natal Xuan corpse must have barely possessed intelligence. How could the Blood Demon Lord fall in love with such a person?
Yuan Xiaowen shook her head, not understanding the Blood Demon Lord's intentions. She told Zhiwu to ask Patriarch Xuan Yan to come out and entertain the Blood Demon Lord. Since the other elders could not control the situation when a dignified Divine Transformation cultivator came out, and she, the sect leader, was not there, they could only ask the Patriarch to come out.
Yuan Zhiwu responded and ran away, while Yuan Xiaowen rubbed his forehead with a headache.
Lin Qingyang?
The name sounded familiar to her. She still remembered how Senior Brother Wuyouzi excitedly ran to her to show off, saying that she had found a good talent.
At that time, she congratulated the other party on having a satisfactory disciple. What happened next?
Senior Brother Wuyouzi just came back from his shift in the small world not long ago. It seems that he gained a lot and went into seclusion. So where is his beloved disciple now?
Yuan Xiaowen found another disciple and asked him to find Zhang Yifan.
When Wuyouzi was away, the affairs of the Thirteen Peaks were handled by the eldest disciple Zhang Yifan, so it was convenient for her to ask what was going on.
Blood Demon Lord, thinking of Lin Qingqiu's gorgeous face and recalling the bloody storms he had experienced, Yuan Xiaowen didn't dare to imagine how the righteous side would react if he really married that little corpse.
But she couldn't rudely refuse. After all, not being afraid of the Blood Demon Lord and actively offending him were two different things...
Hiss...headache!
Yuan Xiaowen put on a mask of pain, always feeling that this matter was full of trouble between the lines.
After a while, Zhang Yifan arrived. Yuan Xiaowen went straight to the point and told Zhang Yifan about the Blood Demon Lord's proposal of marriage. Zhang Yifan was stunned.
Looking at Zhang Yifan's expression of 'shocked my whole family', Yuan Xiaowen felt relieved.
Alas, as the Sect Leader, I have truly endured too much...
"So, what's going on with your little disciple's corpse?"
Zhang Yifan shook his head, seeming to hesitate to speak.
Yuan Xiaowen gave a bitter laugh: "The Blood Demon Lord is waiting right here, what's there to hide?"
Zhang Yifan organized his words and told him that Cheng Hui came back alone and Lin Qingyang was nowhere to be found.
Yuan Xiaowen frowned: "You mean... Lin Qingyang was assassinated?"
Zhang Yifan didn't say anything. To be honest, he had this suspicion, but he also thought it was ridiculous.
Anyone with eyes could see the attitude of the junior brother towards Cheng Hui, and Cheng Hui was also nice to the junior brother, at least when he took the junior brother out. Logically, it shouldn't be that bad, but...
More than ten years have passed since then, and he doesn't know what the two people have experienced. Things are unpredictable, and he can't make any guarantees.
Yuan Xiaowen's headache only intensified. She didn't believe a corpse cultivator would collude with others to harm their master. It was fundamentally impossible. The cultivator controlled the life and death of the corpse cultivator. At most, there had been cases where the corpse cultivator would backfire and perish along with the cultivator. She had never seen a case where the corpse survived alone...
Zhang Yifan actually thought the same thing, so even though he had doubts, he was still kind to Cheng Hui. But the world is so vast, and there are so many strange things. What if he discovered a way to survive independently from his master?
This is all uncertain!
"Forget it, let's let them meet first. No matter what, since the Demon Lord is here, we have to give him this face." Yuan Xiaowen pondered for a moment and said, "Later, I will try to use secret methods to find Lin Qingyang. Maybe I can find something."
Zhang Yifan had no objection. He had originally planned to use secret methods to find his junior brother after his master came out of seclusion. Now it was just the head of the sect taking action, so naturally there would be no problem.
When Zhang Yifan returned, the previous scene happened.
"Uh... where is the Blood Demon Lord?" Cheng Hui was in a hurry to meet Lin Qingyang. When he flew up on his sword, he remembered that he had no idea where the Blood Demon Lord was.
Zhang Yifan told him, "The Demon Lord is now at the main peak. When you get there, let them know and someone will take you in."
"Thank you!"
Before Cheng Hui finished speaking, he had already flown away.
Zhang Yifan looked at him strangely. Why did he feel that Cheng Hui was so impatient?
The sword light was like a rainbow, flashing away.
Cheng Hui soon appeared on the main peak.
Two gatekeepers stood at the entrance of the main hall of the main peak. They greeted us with a smile: "But Brother Cheng Hui? Come quickly, the headmaster is inside."
Cheng Hui was dragged in by them without knowing what was going on, thinking: Wasn't I here to see the Blood Demon Lord? How did he become the Sect Leader?
Cheng Hui only came to his senses after meeting the headmaster in the back room.
Speaking of which, this seemed to be his first time meeting the Sect Leader. Sect Leader Yuan had a pretty good reputation within the sect and was well-regarded. Cheng Hui had a very good first impression of her.
"Greetings, Master." He bowed.
Compared to Cheng Hui who was indifferent, Yuan Xiaowen was really shocked.
As a veteran Nascent Soul cultivator, she could of course feel Cheng Hui's restrained, harmonious and balanced aura.
What was before him was not an ordinary refined corpse, but a genuine Nascent Soul cultivator. If it were to be described using the level of zombies, it would be a golden armored corpse, only one step away from becoming an incorruptible bone!
"You..." Yuan Xiaowen looked at Cheng Hui in surprise and suspicion.
A golden-armored corpse wasn't surprising; her brother, Yuan Zhiwu, was one. But how had he gone from a slurred walking corpse to a golden-armored corpse in just thirty years? Wasn't his advancement rate too fast?
Cheng Hui didn't know Yuan Xiaowen's shock. He certainly knew that his advancement speed was a little bit faster, but what did this have to do with what was happening now?
He asked a little anxiously: "Is there something that the Sect Leader wants to talk to me about?"
Yuan Xiaowen suppressed the shock in his heart and smiled warmly: "Zhang Yifan told you?"
"Yes." Cheng Hui felt a little embarrassed, and his ears turned red.
Before, he was only worried about Lin Qingyang, but now when the headmaster asked him this, he suddenly realized that Lin Qingyang came here to ask for his hand in marriage... o(*////▽////*)q
Yuan Xiaowen was experienced and knew there was a chance between the two of them as soon as she saw Cheng Hui's performance. She was very curious about how these two people were related.
However, the Blood Demon Lord is the Blood Demon Lord, and he still has to pay attention to the safety of his disciples.
She asked about Lin Qingyang's whereabouts again. Cheng Hui was a little hesitant, not knowing whether to tell the truth.
Anyway, Lin Qingyang is here, and as soon as the two sides meet, the matter will be almost exposed. There seems to be no point in hiding it.
Seeing that Cheng Hui did not answer for a while, Yuan Xiaowen was not in a hurry. He secretly used the secret method to find his master, Lin Qingyang, through the blood contract in Cheng Hui's body.
The blood contract of the Corpse Puppet Sect is derived from the blood connection between relatives and is almost one of the most impossible contracts to break.
As soon as Yuan Xiaowen moved, Cheng Hui sensed it. He was a little puzzled. Why did his blood contract suddenly move? Could it be because Lin Qingyang was too close?
He vaguely felt that the other end of the blood contract fell not far from him. After a little identification, it seemed to be... the front hall?
He looked towards the front hall thoughtfully, as if he saw the person he was thinking about through the wall.
At the same time, Lin Qingqiu, who was drinking tea and chatting with the God-Transforming Elder of the Corpse Puppet Sect in the main hall, also had something in his mind.
Blood contract?
Is Ah Hui here?
Judging by the direction, he looked eagerly towards the back hall, and suddenly felt that the old man in front of him was so annoying. He was nagging and delaying his meeting with Ah Hui.
However, the person he wanted to marry was someone else's disciple, so he couldn't be rude to her. Besides, they were about to meet, so he could only try his best to suppress his anxiety and find a way to end the topic without leaving any trace.
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