"Elder, all five female cultivators from the Qingtang Sword Sect have already consummated their marriages with our disciples."
In the center of Yunyu Town, inside the residence of Elder Zheng Chengdan, the Huang-grade Disciple Zhang Chunjiu was reporting to him.
Although the five righteous-path female cultivators assigned to Yunyu Town had been fed the Spirit-Sealing Pill and reduced to ordinary mortals, Zheng Chengdan still kept his guard up and sent Zhang Chunjiu to secretly investigate them.
If these five righteous-path women resigned themselves to their fate and obediently shared the bridal chamber with the Tianhuan Sect disciples, he would spare their lives.
If any of them tried to pull any tricks, they would be captured on the spot and subjected to harsh discipline.
As for the disciples who married them, they would be executed along the way to prevent further complications.
At this moment, hearing Zhang Chunjiu's report, Zheng Chengdan nodded with satisfaction:
"Our Tianhuan Sect values virtue above all else. Even when dealing with captives, we do not kill the innocent blindly. As long as they obediently serve the disciples of our sect, we treat them as members of the Tianhuan Sect, and they must not be mistreated."
Zhang Chunjiu respectfully replied, "The Elder is merciful; it is the blessing of Yunyu Town!"
Zheng Chengdan waved his hand. "These righteous-path fairies think too highly of themselves. Letting the junior disciples temper them a bit is for the best. Once she is completely docile, should that Fang Yang meet with an untimely end, I shall reluctantly give her a home. Ah, how tragic, winning people over with virtue."
Zhang Chunjiu bowed respectfully and withdrew from Elder Zheng's room, plotting quietly in his heart.
He paused for a moment, lowering his voice: "That righteous-path female cultivator he drew has a figure and temperament that are truly top-tier. Giving her to him is a sheer waste of heaven's treasures."
Zheng Chengdan paused as well, his voice growing ethereal: "I recall that the disciple who drew the last righteous-path female cultivator was the one you brought to the Tianhuan Sect?"
Zhang Chunjiu hurriedly agreed, "Yes, his name is Fang Yang. I was the one who brought him from a village to Yunyu Town, seeing that he had some aptitude. Who would have thought that after all these years, he's still at the Qi Refinement 2nd Layer..."
That Fang Yang had trained under him for so long and was still only at the Qi Refinement 2nd Layer. To think he survived after being pushed to the front lines as cannon fodder this time.
"It's just that his luck is truly terrible; he actually ended up drawing the very righteous-path female cultivator Elder Zheng had set his sights on."
Wuni Alley.
Fang Yang opened his eyes, his eyes completely bloodshot.
Because he hadn't slept at all last night.
Who could possibly sleep with a cold fairy lying right beside him who was merely pretending to be a captive and had infiltrated the Demon Sect to carry out a decapitation strike?
Beside him lay Qin Xueyan.
With her spiritual energy sealed inside her body, she was nothing more than an ordinary mortal unless she forcefully broke through her barriers.
Last night, the two of them had only removed their outer robes; their inner garments were tightly fastened, without a single inch of skin exposed.
Fang Yang turned his head at the sound of a gentle voice by his ear, only to find an exquisite and lovely face right before him. Her breath was as fragrant as orchids, though a flash of killing intent flickered in her eyes.
"Husband, are you awake?"
Fang Yang hurriedly responded softly, "Rou'er, did I wake you?"
Rou'er your entire family!
That old bastard Zheng Chengdan loves playing with married women—what a disgusting hobby!
Qin Xueyan suppressed her killing intent and continued her act. "No, it's just that it's my first time sharing a bed with my husband, so I'm not quite used to it. Please don't take offense, husband."
"Rou'er, go back to sleep for a bit longer. I'll make you something to eat."
Fang Yang sincerely said this, then rose from the bed and put on his outer robe.
Qin Xueyan was slightly startled to see that this little scoundrel actually intended to cook for her, but her guard went up almost immediately.
Could this little scoundrel be trying to poison me today just because he didn't get my body last night?
Qin Xueyan, do not fall for it. If you eat it, you will surely be violated by this scoundrel!
Fang Yang walked into the kitchen and looked around. There was a block of tofu, a piece of pork belly, along with scallions, ginger, garlic sprouts, Sichuan peppercorns, and other seasonings.
Having seen these ingredients, Fang Yang had already figured out what to make.
In his past life, far from his hometown and living in a big city to save money, he always cooked for himself, and his culinary skills were quite decent.
From his experience of going on ninety-nine blind dates in his past life, the more career-driven a woman was, the more she appreciated a man who could cook. The number one fairy of the righteous path was naturally a career-driven woman; if he could capture her stomach, perhaps she would soften a bit and show some mercy if they ever fell out in the future.
Soon, waves of enticing aromas drifted out from the kitchen.
Gurgle.
Before she had eaten much of anything yesterday, her stomach was already rumbling. Suddenly catching the scent of food, she couldn't help swallowing hard.
She felt a pang of internal conflict. Could this scoundrel simply be making up random dish names just to fool me?
Qin Xueyan walked out of the bedroom, keeping her guard up, and happened to see Fang Yang carrying out two plates of food.
One plate held tender white tofu sprinkled with chopped green onions and a dark powder. It smelled slightly spicy and numbing, instantly making one's mouth water.
The other plate was filled with extremely thinly sliced meat topped with green pepper strips and various seasonings, vibrant in color and rich with the aroma of oil.
"Husband, what dishes are these?"
Qin Xueyan looked bewildered; she had never heard of these two dish names before.
Fang Yang smiled and pointed to the two plates: "This is Mapo Tofu, and this is Twice-Cooked Pork."
"Mapo Tofu? Twice-Cooked Pork?"
Qin Xueyan's dainty, upturned nose twitched involuntarily, and she asked curiously, "Husband, what kind of dishes are these?"
Could the dishes made by this scoundrel actually smell better than the food prepared by the chefs of Biyue Peak?
Fang Yang understood—Qin Xueyan was afraid he had poisoned the food.
He naturally wouldn't expose her. A look of touched gratitude appeared on his face: "Rou'er, you are so good to me! Alright, your husband will eat first!"
Fang Yang picked up his chopsticks and picked up some tofu and Twice-Cooked Pork. He was genuinely hungry and didn't stand on ceremony, quickly eating half of each.
Seeing that he had eaten so much without any ill effects, Qin Xueyan finally relaxed. Looking at the two dishes, which were a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate, she couldn't help licking her lips.
Anyway, she had already let this scoundrel take so much advantage of her; what harm was there in eating a little of the food he made?
Without hesitation, Qin Xueyan picked up her chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat, and popped it into her mouth. Her eyes lit up instantly.
"Husband, my apologies. I meant that since my husband hasn't touched his chopsticks yet, I cannot eat first."
Qin Xueyan's delicate face flushed slightly as she hastily offered an explanation, having caught Fang Yang looking at her in astonishment.
"Rou'er, we are a family now; you don't need to be so polite."
Qin Xueyan picked up her chopsticks then and there, and soon forgot her vigilance as she ate with gusto.
"Husband, it's so good..."
Zhang Chunjiu stepped out of the Elder's residence and paused in his tracks. A plump figure clad in a dark robe emerged from the shadows. His throat tightened, and his voice turned raspy:
"Why are you here? Aren't you afraid he'll find out?"
The plump figure walked up to Zhang Chunjiu, a seductive and bewitching smile on her alluring face. She glanced toward the Elder's mansion and said with aggrieved resentment:
"He's sleeping with the Madam tonight and has no time for me. I'm so lonely."
The Madam was Zheng Chengdan's legal wife, while the woman before him was the Elder's third concubine.
Zhang Chunjiu pulled the woman into the darkness and lowered his voice, "Friend Li, you are my superior's woman. This isn't right for us."
The woman giggled, her supple body wrapping around him like a water snake:
"Zhang Chunjiu, didn't you say you liked married women like me? I just learned a dual-cultivation technique yesterday, care to try it out?"
Hearing this, Zhang Chunjiu swallowed hard, unable to hold back any longer. He scooped the woman up and flew away swiftly.
Although her voice wasn't loud, it was still quite distinct in the quiet room.