"Human lot!"
"He actually drew the last human lot!"
"What's this guy's name? He's so damn lucky!"
"His name is Fang Yang, and he lives in Wuni Alley!"
Looking down at the black profound wood lot in his hand, which bore a red character for "human," Fang Yang felt a chill run through his heart.
He could already feel countless gazes filled with jealousy and resentment from beneath the stage.
It was said that Qin Xueyan practiced an ice-attribute cultivation technique, and whenever she killed, she was enveloped in swirling frost.
Fang Yang desperately wanted to renounce the reward, but he knew that this move by the Tianhuan Sect was intended to win over the disciples' loyalty.
Yunyu Town.
Could this be a cheat system bundled with transmigration?
Fang Yang steadied himself. What was the function of this cheat?
To label the target and reveal her secrets?
If the text floating above this female cultivator's head was true, then her identity was—
The undisputed number one fairy of the righteous path?
The slender woman before him paused in silence, the chill radiating from her body fading significantly as she finally spoke:
"Why are you helping me?"
Fang Yang froze.
Fang Yang had already sensed the wisps of bone-chilling cold emanating from his newfound wife.
Yet every time she forced a breakthrough, it would damage Qin Xueyan's foundation, jeopardizing her future path on the Dao.
Protect me?
Qin Xueyan sneered inwardly. She had seen far too many treacherous, two-faced scoundrels from the Demon Sect.
Could Qin Xueyan have disguised herself as an ordinary righteous sect female cultivator, feigning capture in order to infiltrate the Tianhuan Sect and assassinate the sect master?
In an instant, a blast of cold air surged up from the base of Fang Yang's spine straight to the crown of his head!
As the number one fairy of the righteous path, how could she ever tolerate being humiliated by a lowly Demon Sect disciple?
There were too many people around earlier, so it wasn't convenient for her to make a move, but now it's just the two of us...
Damn it, I don't want to die!
A month ago, the righteous-demonic war had erupted.
This aura, this figure—truly a supreme masterpiece.
Entrusted by her sect, Qin Xueyan had led the disciples of the Qingtang Sword Sect to meet the Tianhuan Sect in battle.
He rubbed his eyes instinctively.
Qin Xueyan?!
This scoundrel dares to take liberties with me; I'll reduce you to ashes!
Dressed in a red bridal gown, Qin Xueyan sat on the edge of the bed, her fists clenched. Beneath the red veil, a pair of beautiful eyes stared at the little Demon Sect scoundrel before her, brimming with bone-chilling murderous intent.
He put on a joyful expression, walked up to the very last remaining righteous sect female cultivator, and took her hand.
Among these so-called friendly fellow disciples, barely any were truly happy for him; most harbored intense jealousy, and some even concealed murderous intent in their eyes.
Therefore, she did not believe a single word from this scoundrel. Standing on guard right then, she prepared herself at any moment to shatter the Spirit-Sealing Pill and strike to kill.
Covered in sweat, he forced his smile to become even warmer and more sincere:
He stepped into the bedroom and looked at the woman quietly sitting on the bed, dressed in a red wedding robe embroidered with mandarin ducks and wearing a red bridal veil.
Only by doing so could they dismantle the Demon Sect, avenge the countless fallen sect mates, and atone for her own mistaken decisions!
Alongside Qin Xueyan, over a hundred junior sisters had also been captured, and they were sent off separately to various towns under the jurisdiction of the Tianhuan Sect.
Qin Xueyan herself had fallen into a trap. After being besieged by countless Demon Sect experts, she was ambushed by the four great elders of the Tianhuan Sect and sustained severe injuries.
Qin Xueyan started slightly as she watched the little scoundrel continue:
"I dare not deceive the Fairy. Today, I never intended to draw the human lot, but fate is cruel, and I could not defy the sect; I had no choice but to marry you."
She had intended to find an opportunity to escape midway, but she was forced to swallow a Spirit-Sealing Pill by the Demon Sect scoundrels, sealing away all her spiritual power.
Qin Xueyan and her four junior sisters were sent to a small town situated on the edge of the Tianhuan Sect's territory: Yunyu Town.
No matter how pretty a death warrant looked, it was still a death warrant.
Fang Yang felt his heart grow cold. He glanced sideways at the slender, alluring, and charming female cultivator beside him, feeling utterly depressed.
"Brother Fang, congratulations! Make good use of her, hahaha!"
Even if she encountered danger along the way, Qin Xueyan could force a breakthrough and temporarily recover fifty percent of her cultivation, which would be enough to protect herself.
Coincidentally, the Demon Sect had captured many righteous sect female cultivators, so Qin Xueyan pretended to be captured to evade the pursuit of the four great elders.
Yet Fang Yang felt not a trace of romantic desire.
"Fairy, your spiritual power is entirely gone now. If you were to fall into the hands of others, I fear you would suffer endless humiliation."
After Qin Xueyan and her four junior sisters were sent to Yunyu Town, they stood upon a high platform in a pleasure house, waiting to be drawn by people stepping forward.
"I hate the injustice of fate, yet I am powerless against it. But I will never harm you, please believe me, Fairy!"
As the dignified number one fairy of the righteous path, even if she feigned capture to infiltrate the Demon Sect, she would never truly consummate a marriage with a low-level Demon Sect scoundrel!
"Fairy, rest assured, I will not force you."
Fang Yang recalled that during the wedding ceremony just moments earlier, he and this woman had already bowed to heaven and earth, and while others were making a ruckus and teasing the newlyweds, he had hugged and kissed her.
What kind of fairy was this? She was clearly a walking disaster!
Night fell,
Never did she expect to fall into an ambush set by the Demon Sect scoundrels, resulting in devastating casualties among the Qingtang Sword Sect disciples.
Then, like typing on a keyboard, lines of text successively appeared below:
No one had ever dared to treat her with such disrespect, yet today she was suffering this humiliation!
Clenching her pearly white teeth, Qin Xueyan disregarded her injuries and forcefully mobilized her sealed spiritual power, willing to damage her foundation just to kill this scoundrel!
"Many thanks, brothers. Safe journey!"
With her sublime cultivation and formidable strength, she had beaten the Tianhuan Sect into a continuous retreat, prompting her to attempt wiping out the Tianhuan Sect in one fell swoop.
Fortunately, the Demon Lord had issued an order to guarantee the integrity of all "prizes," so the journey had been peaceful.
"Damn, this chick's ass is so perky, she's definitely built for bearing children!"
Her voice was crisp and cold, like an oriole in an empty valley or winter white snow.
Yet that figure—
Fang Yang had seen Qin Xueyan during the righteous-demonic war, and now, trying to make a comparison, he discovered that his newfound wife's figure was strikingly similar to Qin Xueyan's!
"Fang Yang, you really are lucky!"
Originally, with Qin Xueyan's cultivation level, a mere Spirit-Sealing Pill wouldn't be enough to seal her. But she had been severely injured at the time, her strength drastically reduced, leaving her temporarily suppressed by the Spirit-Sealing Pill and reduced to an ordinary woman.
Wearing a red bridal veil and a mask, her face was hidden from view.
"Pitifully, my mother and father know not my whereabouts or whether I live or die. So many years have passed, and I fear they are no longer in this world."
Yet given the current situation, Qin Xueyan could no longer afford to worry about that. She simply decided to play along with the situation to infiltrate the Tianhuan Sect, locate the sect master, and assassinate the Demon Lord!
The label and text still lingered directly above the righteous female cultivator's head.
This captured female cultivator he had drawn and brought home was actually the strongest female disciple of the Qingtang Sword Sect, universally recognized as the number one fairy of the righteous path, Qin Xueyan?!
A chill ran through Fang Yang's heart as he carefully observed the woman sitting by the bed.
Wuni Alley.
Yet Fang Yang had no mood to appreciate this heavenly voice; a bitter expression appeared on his face:
"The Fairy may not know this, but I was originally a carefree child in the countryside, only to be abducted here by the evildoers of the Tianhuan Sect."
Because the master of the Tianhuan Sect had issued an order to award the captured female cultivators as prizes to the disciples who rendered meritorious service in this battle.
However, as long as she was given half a year to recover her cultivation, she could easily shatter the spiritual seal of the Spirit-Sealing Pill.
Who would have thought she would be sent to Yunyu Town, treated as a reward, and then—of all things—happen to be drawn by him?
Could it really be such a coincidence?
It was said that Qin Xueyan possessed profound cultivation and harbored a deep hatred for evil, with countless Demon Sect disciples perishing at her hands.
Beaming with smiles, Fang Yang bid his guests farewell, yet he caught every genuine emotion hidden in their eyes.
As he concentrated on sizing her up, a label suddenly appeared above the woman's head:
[The Fairy's Adventure]
"Juicy, she is so damn juicy!"
Fang Yang could feel her anger, but he too was acting against his will, forced to keep up a joyful facade as he took her hand and led her down the platform.
If Fang Yang stood up right now and announced he was forfeiting the reward, it would mean going head-to-head with the sect master. Instead of waiting for someone else to kill him and seize his wife, he would likely die right on the spot.
Weighing the pros and cons, Fang Yang had no choice but to accept the reward for now.
Suddenly, the little scoundrel spoke up in a gentle voice.
"First, to ensure my own survival; and second, to protect you."
Qin Xueyan had always been well aware of the shamelessness of the Demon Sect, so she wasn't entirely surprised. If anyone tried to humiliate her along the way, she would risk damaging her foundation to slaughter every single Demon Sect scoundrel escorting her.
Qin Xueyan had possessed transcendent talent since childhood, growing into an ethereal beauty admired by countless young talents.
Her three thousand strands of dark hair were pinned in a Huixin bun, beneath which lay a slender, porcelain-white swan neck. Further down, rolling mountain peaks stretched out, blocking her feet from view entirely.
Fang Yang became even more certain that this woman was none other than the righteous-hating number one fairy of the righteous path, Qin Xueyan!
The small room was heavy with the smell of alcohol. The Tianhuan Sect disciples who usually had a good relationship with Fang Yang had finished the wedding wine and were now taking their leave.
Yet this severely disrupted her assassination plan. Yunyu Town was far too distant from the Tianhuan Sect's headquarters, Tianhuan City. For now, she had no choice but to endure in silence until she recovered her cultivation, and only then find a way to travel to Tianhuan City to assassinate the Demon Lord.
Closing the door, the smile on Fang Yang's face instantly vanished.
Fang Yang's residence.
The surrounding Demon Sect disciples looked on with intense envy. Fang Yang glanced toward the direction of the dozens of Huang-grade Disciples, noticing that several of them were staring at him coldly, their eyes concealing icy murderous intent.
"To protect you, the only way is for the two of us to pose as husband and wife. As long as I live, no one will dare to bully you."
The female cultivator's body stiffened. The crystalline earlobes exposed outside her mask suddenly turned fiery red, and the delicate, tender hand grasped by Fang Yang was trembling slightly.
Fang Yang's voice grew even more earnest: "Rest assured, Fairy, I will never force you to do anything. We are both helpless and alone now, and we must support each other. Am I right?"
Yet the scoundrel who had drawn her was merely a low-level disciple. Unable to expose her identity, she could only submit to his liberties, wear a wedding robe, and bow in marriage to this scoundrel!
[As the number one fairy of the righteous path, you get injured and feign capture to infiltrate the Demon Sect for a decapitation strike. Killing a husband first to liven things up makes total sense, right?]
At that critical moment, she had used a puppet to divert the attention of the four great elders of the Tianhuan Sect while using a secret technique to alter her appearance, disguising herself as an ordinary disciple of the Qingtang Sword Sect.
Fang Yang spoke with earnest sincerity, his eye rims slightly reddening as he cautiously observed Qin Xueyan's movements.
Abruptly, the chill radiating from Qin Xueyan turned piercing once more!
Fang Yang was startled.
Could it be that he overacted?!