"Just leave like this?"
Qingluan hadn’t yet grasped what Chen Chang'an meant when, in the next moment, she realized she had already left the Blazing Heaven Immortal Sect.
Staring at Chen Chang'an in shock, Qingluan was utterly dumbfounded by his methods.
Too fast!
In the blink of an eye, she had been taken away from the Blazing Heaven Immortal Sect?
"Big bro, you're back."
"She really is the Extreme Yin Saint Body—you’ve struck gold, bro!" Da Huang exclaimed excitedly.
"Stop talking nonsense. This has nothing to do with me."
"Da Huang, stay here and protect her properly."
"I still have to go back to the Blazing Heaven Immortal Sect," Chen Chang'an said irritably.
"Big bro, maybe you shouldn’t go. Just let Xiao Yao marry him."
"Who knows? Maybe her kind heart will even 'enlighten' that old ancestor of the Blazing Heaven Immortal Sect," Da Huang teased with a smirk.
"I’ll be sure to tell her you said that."
"Da Huang, don’t forget your allowance is—"
"Bro, dear brother, I was just joking! Why take it so seriously?"
"You absolutely cannot tell her about this!" Da Huang pleaded nervously.
"Enough, I don’t have time for your nonsense."
"Qingluan, stay with Da Huang for now. Don’t go anywhere."
"Once I return, I’ll take you home."
Hearing Chen Chang'an’s words, Qingluan bowed gratefully. "Thank you, benefactor, for saving my life. Qingluan will repay this debt in the future."
"No need. Your father already paid me. We’re even."
Meanwhile, shortly after Chen Chang'an took Qingluan away, the Blazing Heaven Immortal Sect noticed something amiss and hurried to Qingluan’s quarters.
"Miss Qingluan, are you alright?" a female disciple asked, frowning.
"I’m fine."
Hearing her voice, the disciple sighed in relief. If anything had happened, they wouldn’t have been able to bear the consequences.
"It’s almost time. Do you need us to assist you?"
"No, I’m ready."
"Then come with us."
Xiao Yao took a deep breath. After all, this was her first time facing such a situation alone—it was impossible not to feel nervous.
Pushing open the door, she glanced at the disciples outside and said coolly, "Let’s go."
"Alright."
The female disciple gave Xiao Yao a strange look. Something about Qingluan seemed different today—was it the makeup?
Though the Blazing Heaven Immortal Sect hadn’t invited any guests, not even Qingluan’s parents, the entire sect was still decorated in a festive manner.
From the elders down to the outer disciples, everyone was dressed in celebratory attire.
"Stay sharp! Today is the Ancestor’s joyous occasion—don’t mess it up!"
"What are you all doing? Hurry up and tidy this area!"
"Are all the disciples gathered?"
"Go summon anyone still cultivating—drag them here if you have to!"
"No one is allowed to be absent today, understand?"
"Yes, Second Elder!"
After giving orders, the Second Elder noticed the Sect Master and the Ancestor had arrived and quickly approached them.
"Greetings, Ancestor, greetings, Sect Master."
"The preparations are nearly complete."
"How does it look? Any improvements needed?" the Second Elder asked with a smile.
"No, this is perfect," the Blazing Heaven Immortal Ancestor replied, nodding in satisfaction.
"Ancestor, aren’t you wearing wedding robes?" the Second Elder asked curiously.
"No need. They’ll just come off later anyway," the Ancestor replied with a faint smile.
"Right, of course, Ancestor."
"Then, once Miss Qingluan is brought here, we can begin?"
"Bring her. She wanted a proper ceremony, and I’ve humored her."
"But skip the rituals—I despise such things."
"Understood, Ancestor."
"She’s here! Miss Qingluan has arrived!"
Just as the Second Elder was about to send someone for Qingluan, he turned and saw her approaching the wedding grounds, escorted by female disciples.
The Blazing Heaven Immortal Ancestor’s gaze fell upon Qingluan—and his brow furrowed instantly.
Something was wrong.
"Wait!"
"Who are you?"
"You’re not Qingluan!"
With just one glance, the Ancestor detected the deception.
Appearance could be altered, voices mimicked—but a person’s innate physique couldn’t be faked.
Qingluan was an Extreme Yin Saint Body. That was her most unmistakable trait.
"Ancestor, she… she is Qingluan! I can vouch for her—she never left her room!" the female disciple stammered nervously.
"Nonsense!"
"Qingluan is an Extreme Yin Saint Body. This woman is not."
"Speak! Who are you?" the Ancestor demanded, glaring furiously at Xiao Yao.
Now, all eyes turned to Xiao Yao. Few had seen Qingluan up close, but those who had sensed something off—this "Qingluan" didn’t quite match their memories.
Xiao Yao’s heart pounded. She hadn’t expected to be exposed so quickly. What now?
"It’s over… I don’t even know if the Grand Elder has returned yet."
"Should I run?" she thought desperately.
As she hesitated, a surge of energy enveloped her—and in the next instant, she was no longer standing in the same place.
Xiao Yao’s sudden disappearance left the Blazing Heaven Immortal Sect in stunned silence.
Where did she go?
How had she vanished without a trace?
"And who are you?"
After the initial shock, the Ancestor quickly pinpointed Xiao Yao’s location—now standing beside an unfamiliar young man.
Seeing Chen Chang'an, Xiao Yao exhaled in relief and reverted to her true appearance.
"Who… who is she?"
"So she really wasn’t Qingluan? Where is Qingluan?"
"A switch was made? When? Was it from the beginning—?"
"No, the one who arrived earlier must have been Qingluan. Yesterday… or today?"
As Xiao Yao revealed her true form, the female disciples who had guarded her were dumbstruck. They couldn’t believe a switch had happened right under their noses.
After the initial shock, they glanced fearfully at the Ancestor—only relaxing when they saw his attention wasn’t on them.
"Who are you?"
"Where is my bride?" the Ancestor roared, his fury fixed on Chen Chang'an.
"Xiao Yao, go."
"Right."
Before everyone’s eyes, Xiao Yao vanished once more.
"Oh, I almost forgot to introduce myself."
"My name is Chen Chang'an."
"And I’m here to send you all to the afterlife."
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