Chapter 38: Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Bewildering Wedding Night

Shi Ran: (」???)?

Ling Xiao is a recognized ice mountain in the cultivation world; throughout the long years, he has always been solitary.

There were once female cultivators who wanted to become his Dao companion, but they gave up due to his coldness—would such a person know what dual cultivation means?

Wei Yuzhu clutched a heart searching high and low, asking sincerely: "Elder, do you know what 'water and milk blending' means?"

Shi Ran covered Wei Yuzhu's mouth with one hand—how is this person built, how could she say such lascivious words in such a plain tone!

"Master, don't mind her—she can't get Gu Shidi, so she's gone mad!" This Wei Yuzhu, daring to say anything—she wouldn't believe it—does Wei Yuzhu dare to bluntly ask her master?

It's just looking down on people with dog eyes—let's see how she teaches her a lesson today!

"Wuuuuu!" Wei Yuzhu struggled desperately, scratching and clawing—she had long disliked Shi Ran, this little hoof, who had opposed her in front of Gu Shidi on Yunzhou, and now dared to cover her mouth!

Look at her not skinning her today!

For a moment, the bridal chamber was in chaos—fruits, wine cups, and cotton fluff flying everywhere, beyond description as a scene too horrible to behold.

Ling Xiao dared not move at all—he was now just a tiny mosquito; any flying object could instantly swat him dead, so he could only hide in the table corner, watching the two fight, helplessly using his antennae to cover his head.

After a fierce fight, they paused! Shi Ran proudly looked at the disheveled, disheveled Wei Yuzhu: "Next time you see our master, show proper attitude, got it? If you keep spouting nonsense, be careful I scratch your face!"

Wei Yuzhu quickly covered her face, glaring hatefully at Shi Ran—this woman fights like she doesn't care about life! No matter how many times she kicked Shi Ran, Shi Ran just grabbed her hair and wouldn't let go, pulling out many strands of her carefully maintained hair! Utterly shameful!

Seeing Wei Yuzhu silent, Shi Ran raised her fist threateningly: "State your position!"

Wei Yuzhu closed her eyes, steeled her heart, and bowed three times to the mosquito Ling Xiao: "Elder, please don't blame me—Yuzhu momentarily lost control; from now on, I will never dare again!"

That's about right! Shi Ran wanted to laugh, but pulling the wound hurt, making her grit her teeth: "Master, just pretend that whole scene never happened—I and Wei Shijie are very close!"

Damn, they're close indeed!

Wei Yuzhu rolled her eyes!

But Ling Xiao said nothing, his mosquito eyes unblinking as he stared at Shi Ran—she had just been… only doing that to protect him…

Shi Ran felt creeped out under Ling Xiao's gaze, always feeling he'd fly over and suck her blood any second—she shifted uneasily: "Master, Shijie and the others—are they alright?"

Upon mentioning Mei Ruoxue, Ling Xiao snapped back: "They're fine—Ah Xue happened to meet villagers wanting to exterminate demons, so they all went together!"

"What about my junior brothers?" Wei Yuzhu hurriedly asked: "They're fine too, right? When Yun Tinghan took me away, they were still fighting a few rabbit demons!"

She really went all out!!! Ling Xiao glanced at Wei Yuzhu, calmly said: "No problem!"

Wei Yuzhu froze—why did she feel the master had just glared at her?! Was it her imagination?

"Master, how do we get out?" Shi Ran sighed: "This place seems to have a barrier—neither I nor Shijie can gather spiritual energy!"

No spiritual energy, just like ordinary people—tonight, aren't we at the mercy of the Third Prince's kneading and shaping?! Just thinking about it makes one want to go mad!

"This is the demon realm's palace—Yilan Hall!" Ling Xiao said: "That's why you're like this!"

Even he can only enter here in common animal forms—if he came ostentatiously to the demon realm to take people, it would inevitably cause conflict between human and demon realms, breaking this centuries-old false peace.

So we cannot make a big move—we must plan slowly!

Demon realm, nightfall!

The firefly little demons lit their glow, laying a path from Xizhuyuan to Yilan Hall, like myriad stars falling into the mortal world, beautiful as poetry and dream.

Yet Yun Tinglue had no heart to appreciate Yun Tinghan's little romantic gesture—he stared at his legs and sneered: In the demon realm, one cannot see the stars, just as he cannot see hope in his legs!

What use is it! A mere crippled demon!

Yun Tinglue pushed open the door in depression—his head instantly buzzed; he couldn't even find a proper spot to stand in his bedroom—how could one describe a floor covered in chaos?

The two brides each occupied one side of the bedroom, both disheveled, hair tangled, noses bruised, faces swollen—unsightly! Where was their former alluring charm?

Yun Tinglue instantly lost interest, gloomily asking: "Who? Who? Did this! This king will abolish her!"

You still want to abolish someone?! Shi Ran snorted coldly in her heart, then suddenly sat on the ground and began wailing loudly: "Oh my heavens! Oh my earth! Everyone, come judge fairly! This little hoof scolded me! And hit me! We shared the bridal chamber the same day—why does she get to be senior and I junior?!"

Wei Yuzhu's mouth twitched—Shi Ran, this guy… does she need to be so exaggerated? This acting—even compared to the sect's sweeping Li Damu, it's over the top—Yun Tinglue would have to be mad to believe it!

Wei Yuzhu turned her head away in disbelief—she must be mad to go crazy with Shi Ran! Anyway! Her persona as the beautiful, great senior sister must not collapse!

Why hasn't she moved yet?! Shi Ran flared up, and with a pa, threw a white jade wine cup—Wei Yuzhu jumped in fright, hastily dodging.

By ill fate, that wine cup, as if grown eyes, landed squarely on Yun Tinglue's face!

Yun Tinglue's forehead was smashed red, a nosebleed trickled down! He turned blue with rage, grabbed the already cracked white jade wine cup: "Shi!!! Ran!!!"

This white jade wine cup was a beloved gift from his father emperor!

"Pa!" The answer was the sound of the white jade gold-branched wine pot—part of the set with the cup—shattering on the ground.

Yun Tinglue heartbrokenly looked at the ground littered with shards—this is one! set! of! What wrong did it do! To treat it like this!

Shi Ran got addicted to smashing—she picked up another white jade wine cup, hehe smiled: "A family, after all, should be neat and tidy! Wei Yuzhu! Watch how I deal with you!"

Wei Yuzhu startled, dodged behind Yun Tinglue—the white jade wine cup dong-dong struck his wheelchair squarely, struggled a moment, then breathed its last!

"No!" Yun Tinglue roared—he raged, lost reason, momentarily forgot Shi Ran was the newly found antidote, his mind only holding that set of white jade gold-branched wine ware!

"Nine Separation Whip!" Yun Tinglue gripped with his left hand—a purple lightning whip appeared out of thin air!

The whip was about two meters long, its entire body coiled with purple lightning, occasionally emitting explosive booms!

Could this be the Purple Return Nine Separation Whip?

Wei Yuzhu couldn't help but shiver—this whip is no ordinary item; "Nine Separation" means one whip, one separation—each strike tears away a piece of flesh, be it arm or leg, until after nine lashes, nothing good remains on the body!

Shi Ran is in danger!

Dead girl, you owe this grandma a debt you'll never repay in this lifetime!

Wei Yuzhu steeled herself, wiped her nose, and sat on the ground before Yun Tinglue could swing the whip, also began wailing: "You little flirtatious hoof! What sin did I commit to have to share a husband with you! Everyone, come look—this hoof stole favor, that's bad enough! And she wants to kill people too!"