"Shh!"
Wei Xiang's back turned ice-cold with fear. He set down his instant noodle cup, his face pale with terror as he frantically gestured for An Yi to keep quiet.
This was Rong City—territory of the Tianxuan Sect.
If word got out about snatching a bride, the Tianxuan Sect would have their heads!
"Brother Yi, maybe we should think this through. This isn’t something to rush into," Wei Xiang hurriedly advised, trying to calm him down.
An Yi shot him a glance. "It’s not your girlfriend getting married, so of course you’re not in a hurry."
"That’s not what I mean! I’m heartbroken about Sister-in-law’s wedding too, but this isn’t just any situation. The Tianxuan Sect has over a thousand disciples. Look at me—I’m an inner disciple, at the Transformation Realm. Pretty strong, right? But in the Tianxuan Sect, there are at least three hundred stronger than me! Fifty of them are core disciples, all at the Void Realm! And that’s not even counting the legendary elders at the peak of the Void Realm!"
Wei Xiang pleaded earnestly, trying to dissuade An Yi from his reckless plan.
Fighting a whole sect alone? Even the strongest couldn’t pull that off.
An Yi mulled it over, then smirked darkly. "Hearing you say that actually gives me confidence."
"They won’t send the entire sect after me for a simple bride snatch. Just a little opening is all I need."
"No, no, no!" Wei Xiang wasn’t stupid either. After a moment of thought, he added, "Brother Yi, think about why Sister-in-law is getting married in the first place."
An Yi raised an eyebrow at him.
Hearing that Shen Muxuan was marrying someone, he’d naturally assumed she was being forced.
Wei Xiang didn’t beat around the bush. "It’s related to the Heavenly Demon Sect. That faction is infamous among immortal sects—a den of depraved cultivators. And the Azure Pavilion? It’s renowned for its female disciples, each one stunningly beautiful. Especially the Pavilion Master, Mu Qingyi, and the Young Mistress—Sister-in-law Shen Muxuan. They’re drop-dead gorgeous, the kind that could topple kingdoms and outshine the moon. Ahem, getting off track..."
"The Heavenly Demon Sect is full of lustful scum who’ve ruined countless innocent beauties. They’ve had their eyes on the Azure Pavilion for ages. But with a Void Realm peak elder guarding it, they never dared make a move. Now, though, the Pavilion’s strongest elder recently passed away. On her deathbed, she worried for the Azure Pavilion’s safety, so she arranged this marriage alliance with the Tianxuan Sect..."
After Wei Xiang’s rambling explanation, An Yi finally grasped the situation.
"So you’re saying Shen Muxuan agreed to this willingly?"
His voice turned heavy. "Out of all the female disciples in the Azure Pavilion, why her?"
Wei Xiang shrugged. "Isn’t it obvious? She’s the prettiest."
An Yi’s eyes flashed coldly. "Then they’ve got it coming."
Wei Xiang sighed.
This guy was impossible to reason with.
"Let’s grab some food first. I’m starving," An Yi said, rubbing his growling stomach.
"Sure thing!"
Wei Xiang picked up his noodle cup and followed.
The two arrived at an inn under the Tianxuan Sect’s influence.
"Yuelai Inn. Pretty generic name."
"Gentlemen, welcome! What would you like to order?"
The waiter hurried over with a practiced smile. He had a sharp eye—one guest wore fine brocade, while the other’s attire was unfamiliar but clearly expensive. Not something the average poor man could afford.
"Bring us all your signature dishes," An Yi said casually.
When he first arrived in this world, he’d been broke. But now? Money wasn’t an issue.
Not that it mattered anyway.
The real key was the walking wallet behind him—Wei Xiang!
As the hero who saved the Wei family, there was no way he’d let An Yi pay.
"Right away, sirs! Please, upstairs!"
The waiter’s eyes gleamed with delight.
Such extravagance!
An Yi acted as if it were nothing. "Let’s go."
"Yessir!"
Wei Xiang, hearing about the feast, chugged the last of his noodle broth and scrambled after him.
Soon, the table was laden with over a dozen lavish dishes—roasted meats, steaming delicacies, a spread fit for royalty.
"Damn, this is good!"
An Yi tore into a golden-brown chicken leg, savoring the flavor.
This had to be a Grade 2 demon beast. No ordinary chicken grew this big.
The meat was tender, juicy, practically melting in his mouth.
No fancy seasonings needed—just salt and pepper brought out its natural richness.
"So good!"
Wei Xiang mumbled through a mouthful of roast pork, devouring it like a man possessed.
After stuffing themselves silly, Wei Xiang leaned back, patting his bloated belly.
"Ahhh, that hit the spot. Never eaten this well in my life. Thanks, Brother Yi."
"Thank me? You’re paying." An Yi casually gnawed on a braised pork knuckle.
Wei Xiang’s smile froze.
"You bastard!"
If he wasn’t paying, why order like a damn emperor?!
"I—I don’t have this kind of money!" Wei Xiang groaned.
This was the Yuelai Inn!
Every dish used premium demon beast meat. The bill would cost a fortune in gold.
Nearby, the waiter’s expression shifted as he sensed trouble.
"Relax."
An Yi gave him a sidelong glance.
"Some rich young master you are. Can’t even cover a meal?"
Seeing An Yi’s calm demeanor, Wei Xiang steadied himself.
At times like this, Brother Yi always had a plan.
An Yi wiped his mouth leisurely.
"You run east. I’ll go west. Meet at the city gate."
Wei Xiang: "..."
Run?
Holy shit! They were ditching the bill?!
The realization hit Wei Xiang like a brick. His stomach churned with nerves.
Meanwhile, An Yi looked utterly unbothered, as if this were just another Tuesday.
"Dude, we’re about to commit a crime. Could you at least pretend to be tense?!"
An Yi stood, flames flickering around his legs—[Blazing Steps], ready to ignite.
He was confident. If he bolted, few in this world could catch him.
As for Wei Xiang...
An Yi mentally scolded himself.
Focus! This is a dine-and-dash! Now’s not the time to get distracted!
Beside him, Wei Xiang took a deep breath, his stuffed belly heaving as he scanned for escape routes, determined to outrun An Yi.
His [Flowing Cloud Steps] from the Tianxuan Sect weren’t just for show!
"Get off me! Don’t touch this king!"
A sharp voice cut through the air.
An Yi extinguished his flames, glancing downstairs with curiosity.
Below stood a girl with jet-black hair and porcelain skin, no older than fifteen or sixteen.
Her delicate, doll-like features were striking, but what stood out most were the tiny horns on her forehead, giving her a mischievous, almost demonic charm.
Right now, she was surrounded by a group of leering men in gray robes.
"Well, well, little girl. What a feisty one!"
"Tsk tsk, that face—so pretty. Let me get a taste!"
The gray-robed men tossed out vulgar remarks, their grins widening.
The black-haired girl’s eyes turned icy, brimming with murderous intent.
Wei Xiang, mid-escape, caught sight of them and yelped.
"Holy shit! The Heavenly Demon Sect! What are they doing here?!"
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