"So what was your first impression of him?" Mu Anxiao asked again.
Finally, Xi'er grew impatient. "Some things I don't remember clearly anymore. If you want me to tell you in detail, you might as well use the Time Reversal technique and go back to investigate yourself. That would save me a lot of trouble."
"You know quite a bit, but I stopped using that spell a long time ago," Mu Anxiao said, yawning. "Take your time, I'm going to doze off for a bit." With that, she closed her eyes.
Xi'er sighed softly and continued her work.
Only after applying the blush did Xi'er wake Mu Anxiao. "Let's go," she said, putting down her tools and personally placing the half-veil over Mu Anxiao's head.
Mu Anxiao looked at her exquisitely made-up reflection in the mirror, then raised her hand to touch the half-veil. "Aren't heads supposed to be covered entirely? Why only the back and not the front?"
"The rules here aren't so complicated."
"Is that so?" Mu Anxiao muttered, thinking, 'Ouyang Ye is afraid I'll run away, so he had Xi'er do this, right? That's enough.' With that thought, she sighed, carefully glancing at Xi'er without saying anything.
At that moment, Ouyang Ye entered. "It's ready."
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao quickly lowered her head. Xi'er, seeing Mu Anxiao's reaction, couldn't help but smile. "She's shy," she said, looking at Ouyang Ye.
Who's shy? I just don't want to see him, Mu Anxiao thought. Clearing her throat, she remained silent.
Ouyang Ye smiled faintly and walked behind Mu Anxiao. "Mu Anxiao, from this day forward, you will be my wife. In the future, you'll need to cooperate with me in managing this Demon Realm," he said, reaching out to place his hands on Mu Anxiao's shoulders. "Do you understand?"
"Where is Mo Juan?" Mu Anxiao asked, deliberately changing the subject.
Ouyang Ye replied, "You don't like Juan'er, so I didn't let her come."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao's eyes darkened. She immediately turned to look at Ouyang Ye and said, "I've thought about it. We'll have to interact in the future, and it's pointless to make things too difficult. That..." she looked up at Ouyang Ye, "I want her to come." She had something she wanted to ask Mo Juan.
"Her coming would delay things too much."
"You must..."
"Mu Anxiao, today is our wedding day. Don't delay the auspicious time, or I will get angry," Ouyang Ye said, tightening his grip on Mu Anxiao's shoulders.
Mu Anxiao fell silent.
"Alright, let's go," Ouyang Ye said, straightening up and walking away.
Mu Anxiao rolled her eyes and stood up.
Heavenly Realm.
Various immortals were clearly watching Mu Anxiao and Ouyang Ye through the Immortal Lake. At the same time, they felt nervous for Mu Anxiao.
Since ascending to the heavens, Shi Yi, as one of Mu Anxiao's suitors, had been envisioning the scene of meeting Mu Anxiao in the mortal realm countless times. Time flew by, and this wish of his had never been fulfilled. Now, looking at Mu Anxiao in her wedding attire in the lake, his heart was filled with unbearable sadness. "This Ouyang Ye is too much," he said.
Just then, an old gentleman holding a bamboo slip came to Shi Yi's side and said, "Shi Yi, you wish to go down to the mortal realm."
"Master, this Ouyang Ye..."
"I permit it," the old gentleman interrupted.
Shi Yi's spirits soared upon hearing this. "Really? Then what about my marriage to Mu Anxiao..."
"Mu Anxiao and your senior brother are a pair. Don't think about it. Of course," the old gentleman continued, seeing Shi Yi's crestfallen face, "if you don't want to go down, I can always send your junior brother." As he spoke, he glanced at Shen Xian, who was once the senior disciple.
Shen Xian looked at Shi Yi with a placid expression, remaining silent.
"Master, if these past years..."
"I will introduce you to a better immortal maiden in the future," the old gentleman interrupted.
Shi Yi pouted. Just as he was about to speak, the surrounding immortals began to talk about him. "You brat, we don't even have such opportunities. Be content," said Immortal Number One.
Immortal Number Two also said, "Yes, we don't even know what a root of affection looks like, and you, kid, are still not satisfied."
"But speaking of which, you're quite persistent. Mu Anxiao might have already forgotten you, yet you still can't forget her. Pitiful, truly pitiful."
"Yes, pitiful."
Following that, they all cast looks of pity at Shi Yi.
Shi Yi looked embarrassed. "I didn't say anything, why are you all like this?" he said, shifting his gaze to the old gentleman. "Master, I'll go," he said, reaching out.
Immediately, the old gentleman handed the bamboo slip to Shi Yi. "Take these Heavenly Soldiers with you and ensure you bring all those immortals back unharmed."
"Yes, Master."
At the same time, Yuan Xian also arrived. "I'll go with you," he said, stopping in front of Shi Yi.
Shi Yi glanced at the old gentleman, saying nothing.
The next second, Zhang Yan also arrived.
And so, this mission, which was supposed to be Shi Yi's alone... became theirs.
Demon Realm.
Mu Anxiao was already on her way to Ouyang Ye's palace. The journey was bumpy, and Mu Anxiao fell asleep.
Two hours later.
Mu Anxiao woke up to the sound of gongs and drums. She opened her eyes, forgetting her makeup, and rubbed her nose with her hand before sitting up. She reached out to lift the curtain and looked outside, astonished. "No way, it's all people." Saying that, she quickly got up and lifted the other curtain, only to find people on this side as well. The entire street was... incredibly lively. However, this atmosphere gave her a strange feeling. She lowered the curtain and, as she was about to rethink, the Soul Sword appeared before her. "You've arrived," xxs1.
The Soul Sword floated up and down twice.
Mu Anxiao narrowed her eyes. "You want me to take you," she said, pursing her lips. As the carriage moved, she reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword. At that very instant, blue light spread, the curtain lifted, and the sounds of crying, roaring, cursing, and shouting came from outside. Listening to these sounds, she looked outside again. Those people had all turned into demons. Then, behind each of them, one, two, three, or even more lives began to appear. Swallowing hard, she withdrew her gaze, looked down at the Soul Sword, and asked, "Are you saying I should face this rationally? Not be blinded by illusions?"
The Soul Sword moved, and the curtain fell again.
"You'll always be here, right?" Mu Anxiao asked again.
The Soul Sword moved twice more and disappeared. Mu Anxiao then withdrew her hand, reflecting on the scenes she had just witnessed, realizing... that the demons in this Demon Realm were all sinful demons. The lives they held were beyond her imagination. Because of this, her mind became clear, and she began to calculate the number of these sinful demons.
A quarter of an hour later.
After the carriage stopped, Mu Anxiao calculated with her fingers and smiled. "One sinful demon is twenty taels of silver. With thousands of them..." She lowered her hand, suddenly excited. "Wouldn't I be rich?" As she was secretly delighted, the coachman opened the carriage door, and she looked at the coachman's face and smiled.