Was the Wedding Dress Demon Art Spread by the Destiny's Chosen Association

"Although there's no portrait of Jiang Che's master, I have a strong feeling... Jiang Che's master must be some top-tier big shot within our Destiny Seekers Association."

"That's why Young Master Jiang didn’t go all out against us! Otherwise, wouldn’t it be like the dragon king’s own family fighting each other?"

Lin Chong had already mentally classified Jiang Che as one of their own.

The more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed!!!

"By the way, I’m planning to send Jiang Che a gift. Any ideas what would be good?" Lin Chong rubbed his hands together.

Even in the world of cultivation, social etiquette still mattered!

"A gift? With a Heaven Pavilion-level master backing him, Jiang Che probably lacks nothing in terms of resources. Even if we sold ourselves, we couldn’t afford anything worthy!"

Xu Rong frowned slightly.

He’d been wanting to give Jiang Che something too, after all, it was Jiang Che who had helped upgrade his system.

"Ah, you’re right. We’re all just a bunch of broke losers..."

"Broke losers?" Chen Hao, who had been picking his nose nearby, latched onto a key word!

"Listen, I know Jiang Che well. Instead of thinking about gifts, you’d be better off considering whether you have any pretty sisters, cousins, or daughters. That beast has a thing for them!"

Chen Hao declared himself the authority on this matter.

His own younger sister, Chen Ningshuang, had fallen into Jiang Che’s clutches. Just thinking about her still made his heart ache.

It had been over a year since Ningshuang followed Jiang Che, and they hadn’t seen each other since. He had no idea if she was being mistreated.

"Oh? Brother Chen Hao, what are you implying? Offering sisters as concubines to Jiang Che?"

Lin Chong frowned.

"What? You got a problem with that? Getting connected to a Heaven Pavilion big shot’s disciple—if Jiang Che weren’t such a horndog, would you even have this chance?"

"You—"

"What? My sister’s already one of Jiang Che’s women. I may not be doing great, but at least I’ve got a solid backer now!"

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Lin Chong fell silent.

He didn’t have any sisters or daughters—just a beautiful wife.

Was he supposed to offer his own wife as a concubine to Young Master Jiang?

Damn... that was too bitter to swallow!!!

"I... I only have a wife, but she’s still up in the Nine Heavens..."

"A wife? Then you’re out of luck! Jiang Che may be a horndog, but he’s got standards—no interest in married women. Too bad."

Just as Lin Chong was agonizing over this, a sudden idea struck him.

"Wait! I could summon a few Destiny Maidens down here!"

Xu Mo blinked. "Destiny Maidens?"

That was an unfamiliar term. The Destiny Seekers Association was mostly male-dominated. Before the spiritual revival... out of the 400-plus Destiny Seekers in their Human Pavilion, women were few and far between.

Of course, they had encountered Destiny Maidens before, but the damn problem was... these women were all busy entangled in cliché romance dramas with domineering CEOs—full of tragic love, chasing, escaping, and no way out.

What use were such Destiny Maidens?

After all, no matter how "destined" they were, mortal-world Destiny Maidens couldn’t escape the script of love.

"Exactly! Just within my Human Pavilion alone, there are over a dozen talented Destiny Maidens, most of whom should still be virgins..."

"Pavilion Master Lin, do you really have that much authority in the Destiny Seekers Association? Even the quota for descending to the mortal world is limited, isn’t it?"

Lin Chong: "..."

Why was this guy always undermining him?

But Xu Mo wasn’t wrong.

The Destiny Seekers Association’s influence in the Nine Heavens was vast, with millions of Human Pavilions... Lin Chong had just been lucky to be chosen this time. Next descent? He’d have no say.

This kind of decision wasn’t something a mere Human Pavilion master could make—not even an Earth Pavilion master had that authority.

The Nine Heavens were too vast, with 360 domains per Heaven, equivalent to 360 Earth Pavilions!

"Ahem, even if I don’t have direct authority, I can still relay the request to the higher-ups to send more Destiny Maidens down. At least I can pass the message."

As the conversation continued, they inevitably circled back to Jiang Che.

"Wait, seriously? His name is Jiang Che... not ‘Jiang’ as in the surname?"

"No way! A once-in-an-era lightning tribulation??? And he just sailed through it? He can’t just be a Saint Physique—must be the legendary Immortal Physique."

"As expected of a disciple handpicked by a Heaven Pavilion big shot. Absolute legend!"

Under the combined influence of Xu Mo, Chen Hao, and the others, Lin Chong’s group had fully transformed into Jiang Che’s fanboys!

"The Human Emperor Scripture??? Jiang Che actually possesses the Human Emperor Scripture? And he’s spreading it to the entire mortal world?"

"Hold on, are you saying... everyone in the mortal world is cultivating the Human Emperor Scripture now? What about the Bridal... er, the Preaching Scripture? No one’s practicing that?"

Xu Mo looked puzzled. "Preaching Scripture? Brother Lin, how did you know about people cultivating the Preaching Scripture?"

Since the Human Emperor Scripture could only be practiced by those of Yan-Huang bloodline, foreigners were almost exclusively cultivating the Preaching Scripture.

The only catch? The Preaching Scripture’s efficiency was far inferior to the Human Emperor Scripture!

"Ahem, let me be honest with you. This so-called Preaching Scripture was actually created by one of our Destiny Seekers Association’s big shots. Its original name was the Bridal Demon Art!"

Xu Mo’s eyes widened. "Bridal Demon Art?"

That name didn’t sound like anything good.

"Exactly. The Bridal Demon Art is quite infamous even in the Nine Heavens. Despite knowing it’s a demonic technique—where cultivators ultimately become sacrifices for others—countless people still flock to it."

"And the creator of this art is one of our Heaven Pavilion masters, known as the Demon Emperor."

"Don’t worry, though. Many Destiny Seekers Association members practice the Bridal Demon Art. The Demon Emperor never turns on his own people... so cultivate without fear!"

Lin Chong chuckled. Though he was just a lowly Human Pavilion master—a nobody in the grand scheme of the Nine Heavens—he knew more secrets than many Earth Pavilion elites.

"But this Preaching... Bridal Demon Art was obtained by some guy named Lin Fan after the severing of heaven and earth. How did he get his hands on it?"

Chen Hao narrowed his eyes, sensing critical intel. He made a mental note to report this to his brother-in-law later.

"No idea. But the Bridal Demon Art, terrifying as it is, is technically safe for us to practice."

"Then... Pavilion Master Lin, dare I ask, have you practiced this peerless demonic art yourself?"

"Nope!" Lin Chong answered without hesitation.

Chen Hao, Xu Rong, Xu Mo: "..."

You damn coward, you won’t even touch it yourself, yet you’re pushing others to try?

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