Seeing Ye Fan's excited state, the Tiansheng Sect Leader was stunned.
What was going on with the Saintess? This was a massive contrast to her usual cold and aloof demeanor.
Then he figured she was probably just a bit emotional after suddenly learning she had a fiancé.
The Tiansheng Sect Leader then continued his explanation:
“This marriage was promised by our Tiansheng Sect's Ancestor after someone saved his life...”
As the Tiansheng Sect Leader went on, Ye Fan had only one thought in his mind: no matter who the other party was...
They had to die.
Damn it, how could I, a man, marry another man...
Even if he was currently in a female body, it was absolutely out of the question.
“Which power is this marriage contract with?” Ye Fan asked, his eyes flickering.
He had already made up his mind. Once he knew who the person was, he would eliminate the trouble in advance.
He couldn't let this guy disgust him.
“The Qingshan Sect...”
Before the Tiansheng Sect Leader could even finish his sentence, Ye Fan's beautiful eyes went wide, and he gasped in shock once more.
“The Qingshan Sect? That Qingshan Sect?”
Hearing the name Qingshan Sect, Ye Fan blurted out the question reflexively.
The Tiansheng Sect Leader looked at Ye Fan in astonishment. What is wrong with the Saintess? Why is she making such a fuss? It's just a marriage, isn't it? Is there any need to get this worked up?
Sensing the Sect Leader's gaze, Ye Fan realized his reaction had been far too intense.
He quickly reined in his emotions, mimicking the Saintess's cold demeanor, and said indifferently, “I am just a bit surprised that they are not from one of the three top powers...”
At the same time, he secretly cursed himself for letting his emotions get the better of him.
That damn mortal must die.
The three top powers in the Central Province were the Tiansheng Sect, the Yunhua Sacred Palace, and the Tianqi Dynasty.
Hearing Ye Fan's explanation, the Tiansheng Sect Leader found it somewhat understandable.
He then explained to Ye Fan, “This Qingshan Sect is no ordinary place. Back then, they were a top-tier power on the Xuantian Continent. They had countless disciples and a fearsome reputation. However, for reasons unknown, they suddenly disbanded all their disciples overnight and vanished without a trace...”
Listening to the Sect Leader's explanation, Ye Fan's eyes flickered. Is this Qingshan Sect the same sect as that damn mortal's?
Meanwhile, the Tiansheng Sect Leader continued to mutter to himself, “Back then, our sect was still just a minor player. Being able to secure this marriage contract for you drew endless envy, jealousy, and hate from countless others...”
“Since the Qingshan Sect has already disbanded and there has been no sign of them for so many years, will they even come to fulfill the marriage contract?” Ye Fan raised an eyebrow and asked.
At the same time, he made up his mind. Regardless of whether this was that Qingshan Sect, his betrothed had to die...
In any case, there was no way he was marrying anyone.
Being a woman was already frustrating enough, let alone marrying a man.
The Tiansheng Sect Leader sighed. “I do not know... But you do not need to worry. Back then, the Qingshan Sect also made an agreement with us. The Saint of the Qingshan Sect must be the top genius of this generation...”
Hearing the Sect Leader's explanation, Ye Fan's lips twitched.
He was truly curious. How on earth did such a bizarre marriage contract get established in the first place?
Both sides essentially had a way to back out.
If she didn't want to marry, she could just find someone to defeat the Qingshan Sect's Saint.
If he didn't want to marry, it was even simpler; the Qingshan Sect's Saint only had to lose a match on purpose.
Is this a fucking marriage contract? It's clearly a joke.
He then looked at the Tiansheng Sect Leader and asked, “Sect Leader, how did this agreement come about? Given the Qingshan Sect's strength back then, they shouldn't have agreed to such terms...”
Hearing Ye Fan's question, the Tiansheng Sect Leader looked slightly embarrassed. “Back then, our Ancestor only found out they were the Qingshan Sect after agreeing to the marriage. At first, he thought our disciple was marrying down, but who would have thought we were actually marrying up...”
At this point, the Sect Leader took a sip of tea and continued, “If he had known we were marrying up, he might have locked it in completely back then! Such is fate. But this is fine too, as we still do not know what the Qingshan Sect's current situation is.”
Hearing this, Ye Fan looked at the Tiansheng Sect Leader with a bizarre expression.
This guy has eight hundred schemes, and every single one is used for plotting!
Seeing Ye Fan's expression, the Tiansheng Sect Leader cleared his throat. “According to our sect's records, it seems to have happened after some drinking...”
“Cough, cough...”
Hearing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but let out a dry cough as well.
...
Bailian Sect, Eastern Province.
Diao San said with a solemn expression to the Bailian Sect Master, “Our Qingshan Sect has only one requirement for the spirit boats...”
The Bailian Sect Master quickly accompanied him with a broad, obsequious smile. “Please, do tell, Fellow Daoist Diao...”
He had to be polite. The entire Northern and Eastern Provinces now knew about the Qingshan Sect.
The Saint of this Qingshan Sect was a ruthless character who went around wielding a little black whip, whipping Soul Transformation experts.
And it was a one-hit kill every time. Who could afford to provoke someone like that?
During the days when the Haoran Sect and the Dingyuan Sect had sealed their mountains, the Qingshan Sect's strength was comparable to that of a first-rate power.
Although their sect didn't have any Unity-stage cultivators, they had an incredibly close relationship with the Xinghe Dynasty!
It was said that the Emperor of the Xinghe Dynasty was an outer disciple of this Sect Master.
Yes, just an outer disciple.
Because their inner disciples were supposedly even more formidable.
Aside from their Saint, Lu Ming, their sect's second disciple was some sort of Little Ancestor of the demon race. That identity was exceptionally powerful.
Their third disciple was the Saint of the Blood Fiend Tower—though the Blood Fiend Tower only had one Saint left now.
But that was still a Soul Transformation-level existence!
It was said that with a single black banner in hand, billows of black smoke would roll out, specializing in harvesting people's souls.
If you thought that was all, then you were sorely underestimating them.
These three were also the three Sect Masters of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
They were the kind of existences who slaughtered their way through the Northern Province without restraint...
Just listen to that. Isn't this web of relationships so complex that you couldn't untangle it even after trying for half a day?
But it didn't matter if you couldn't untangle it. You only needed to know that they were incredibly powerful and extremely short-tempered.
Word was that these three disciples loved to hack Soul Transformation cultivators to pieces at the slightest disagreement.
And most importantly, he himself just happened to be a Soul Transformation cultivator!
Who could handle that?
He was truly terrified that if he didn't serve them well, those three grandfathers would first give him a whip, then harvest his soul, and finally feed his corpse to the dogs.
See? A perfect, closed loop.
At the thought of this, the smile on the Bailian Sect Master's face became even more genuine.
Diao San's voice rang out once more, “Our only requirement for the spirit boats is that they must be sturdy and durable. The black smoke must be accompanied by sparks that shoot up high and fierce, and that 'clank-clank-clank... wail-wail-wail...' sound must be absolutely authentic...”
Hearing Diao San's requirements, the Bailian Sect Master really wanted to say: Brother, that is clearly several requirements!
But since they insisted it was only one requirement, who was he to argue?
One it is, then...
“Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Diao. We will definitely satisfy this requirement for the spirit boats...”
Diao San nodded in satisfaction and handed over a storage bag.
The Bailian Sect Master quickly tried to decline. “Ah... Fellow Daoist Diao, this is too much...”
Diao San was taken aback. “What do you mean? Our Qingshan Sect is a respectable sect. If you don't accept it, you're not giving us face. I might have to invite our Saint...”
Upon hearing this, the Bailian Sect Master's face turned pale. “Don't, please don't, Fellow Daoist Diao! I'll take it, I'll take it...”
He quickly accepted the storage bag.
When he saw what was inside, his eyes went wide.
My goodness. Although those three had terrible tempers and liked to bully others with their influence, they were indeed incredibly generous!
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