Heavenly Demon Sect, Main Hall.
Sect Master Ning Zhongyuan caressed the enchanting woman in his arms while staring at a note, his fist clenching tightly.
"Outrageous! Absolutely despicable! I've never seen such an arrogant young man!!"
Below, the Young Sect Master Ning Haotian, who had presented the note, said solemnly, "Father, this Lin Chen is indeed audacious, but I believe this is nothing short of a provocation!"
"Do you think I don’t know that? Damn it! The old hag from the Azure Feather Pavilion just died, and now an even more formidable one has appeared!"
Ning Zhongyuan rubbed his temples in frustration, his anger making his grip tighten on the beauty in his arms.
The failed marriage alliance between the Young Sect Master of the Heavenly Profound Sect and Mu Qingyi of the Azure Feather Pavilion had already spread throughout the immortal sects.
Rumors said it was the Heavenly Profound Sect that unilaterally called off the engagement.
Without the Heavenly Profound Sect’s protection, the women of the Azure Feather Pavilion were like fish on a chopping block—many had their eyes on them.
Yet now, an unexpected expert had emerged.
A peak Void Realm cultivator—such strength was enough to make many sects wary.
Ning Zhongyuan sighed and asked languidly, "By the way, where’s that idiot second son? I heard he went to crash the wedding. Did he get himself killed?"
"Second Brother has returned," Ning Haotian replied.
Ning Zhongyuan exhaled slightly in relief. "Good that he’s alive. That useless fool. Tell him to stay put and not go anywhere. The immortal sects aren’t safe these days."
"Yes."
Ning Haotian’s eyes turned cold, his fists clenched.
His father had always favored that moronic younger brother, and it infuriated him.
"Father, I’ve discovered something interesting."
Ning Haotian looked up and said calmly, "From what I know, Second Brother failed in his attempt to kidnap the bride. A man named An Yi intervened, defeated Gu Chengde, and single-handedly withstood the Heavenly Profound Sword Formation of six elders and protectors before escaping unscathed with Mu Qingyi."
"Defeated Gu Chengde! Withstood the Heavenly Profound Sword Formation!"
Hearing this, Ning Zhongyuan stopped kneading the woman in his arms, his brows furrowing deeply.
"That’s monstrously strong."
He certainly couldn’t do it—he wasn’t even sure he could defeat Gu Chengde.
Now that Mu Qingyi had returned to her sect, was this An Yi also at the Azure Feather Pavilion?
Realizing this, Ning Zhongyuan’s expression darkened.
First An Yi, now Lin Chen.
The Azure Feather Pavilion’s strength might have surpassed what it was even before the old hag’s death!
Ning Haotian pondered, "Then the plan to subjugate the Azure Feather Pavilion—"
Ning Zhongyuan sighed in frustration. "Forget it. We’ll discuss it later. Right now, anyone who tries will only bring misfortune upon themselves."
"Then I shall take my leave."
Ning Haotian bowed, his eyes meeting those of the alluring woman in his father’s arms—a strange smile playing on his lips.
That night, major sects across the immortal world received the same note in various forms.
And the man named Lin Chen had successfully provoked the fury of these sects, becoming their most hated enemy!
In the following days, news of the Heavenly Profound Sect’s failed wedding spread like wildfire.
The tale of An Yi, a warrior who fought Sect Master Gu Chengde and broke the Heavenly Profound Sword Formation for the sake of his beloved, became a legend in the streets—a story of passion and heroism that captured the hearts of countless young men and women.
Under the silver moonlight, the chirping of insects filled the air.
By the time An Yi returned to the pavilion, the night was already deep.
Creak!
As he opened the door, he froze at the sight of a breathtakingly beautiful girl sitting by the window, her delicate hands cupping her cheeks.
Bathed in the silvery moonlight, Shen Muxuan’s silhouette was heart-stoppingly lovely.
"An Yi, you’re back?"
Shen Muxuan turned her head, her face lighting up with joy.
"I’m back."
An Yi chuckled, fumbling to light a candle. "It’s so dark. Why didn’t you light a lamp—"
Then, his hand paused.
Shen Muxuan blinked playfully. "I can’t see now, so I save a lot of candles at night."
Looking at her smile, An Yi’s heart twisted painfully.
He stepped forward and embraced her slender figure, whispering, "I’ll definitely heal your eyes."
Shen Muxuan nestled into his arms and nodded firmly. "Mmm, I believe you!"
An Yi grinned. "Go to bed early. Staying up so late will give you dark circles, and you won’t look as pretty."
"Mmm."
Shen Muxuan sat on the bed.
After hesitating for a moment, she bit her lip lightly, her jade-like fingers pulling at the ribbon around her waist.
Her dress slipped from her shoulders.
In an instant, a vision of flawless white jade unfolded before An Yi’s eyes.
The thin silk undergarment could no longer conceal her delicate, snow-white curves.
An Yi’s throat went dry.
Rated a 9 by the system, her allure was irresistible.
"I-I just thought… sleeping in clothes… isn’t very comfortable."
Shen Muxuan stammered, her face flushed, a mix of adorable shyness and intoxicating charm.
An Yi said solemnly, "I feel the same!"
At this point, if he still didn’t understand her intentions, he’d be a fool.
His hand resting on her smooth, fragrant shoulder, An Yi trembled slightly with excitement.
He’d seen that undergarment many times before.
But the scenery beneath? Never.
"A-An Yi…"
Shen Muxuan lifted her head, her sweet, soft voice like the final straw that broke the camel’s back.
Unable to restrain himself, An Yi kissed her, pressing her down onto the bed.
Clothes flew everywhere!
An Yi raised his hand, ready to tear away that sinful undergarment with brute force.
But in that instant—
A chilling cold surged through him.
An Yi broke out in a cold sweat, his heart sinking.
Midnight had arrived!
The moment he reached out, an overwhelming frost enveloped him, freezing him solid into an ice sculpture!
The next morning, sunlight streamed into the pavilion.
An Yi sat shirtless, wearing only cartoon-patterned underwear, a towel draped over his head, his hair still damp. He shivered uncontrollably, teeth chattering.
"Alright, he’s finally saved."
Mu Qingyi wiped the sweat from her brow, exhausted after working all night.
When Shen Muxuan had called her over, An Yi was already a frozen statue—completely naked, in a rather… bold state.
To thaw him, Mu Qingyi had used all kinds of fire-attribute spirit herbs for his bath, slowly melting the ice encasing him.
Shen Muxuan lowered her head guiltily. "Master, thank you… for working all night."
"It’s fine. This kid’s tough. Even without my help, he probably would’ve recovered on his own."
Mu Qingyi looked at him strangely, unable to hide her astonishment.
This An Yi was practically an indestructible monster now.
"You two rest well. You’ve been up all night—look how exhausted you are."
Mu Qingyi smoothed Shen Muxuan’s hair, then poked her forehead lightly, scolding, "Remember, no more reckless behavior."
"I-I won’t…"
Shen Muxuan’s face burned crimson.
After seeing Mu Qingyi off, Shen Muxuan approached An Yi, her voice soft with apology.
"A-An Yi… a-are you feeling better?"
"D-do I l-look like it?!"
An Yi glanced up at her, still shivering violently, his teeth clattering.
Shen Muxuan twisted her fingers nervously. "I-I’m sorry… I really didn’t think it would be like that…"
"It’s fine, silly girl. I’m not blaming you." An Yi tapped her head lightly, smiling helplessly.
But damn, that freezing sensation was brutal!
Without his Immortal Body, he’d have been a goner.
After a moment of contemplation, Shen Muxuan looked up at An Yi and said earnestly, "An Yi, if... if you really can't hold back anymore, let Master help you. I’ll talk to her—she’ll probably agree."
An Yi:
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