22: Chapter 22 The Sound of Phoenixes and Luan Birds

"The Nine Heavens bear witness. I, Ji Yao, if I am unfaithful to my husband Su Fan, I shall surely die by thirty thousand Lightning Tribulations!"

"I, Su Fan, if I fail my wife Ji Yao, may the Phoenix Clan put me to death!"

"From this day forward, I, Ji Yao, will support my husband. Whoever dares to mock him, I will kill! Whoever dares to bully him, I will exterminate their entire clan! If the Heavenly Dao destroys him, I will... pierce through these Nine Heavens!!!"

Dressed in red wedding robes, the breathtakingly beautiful bride, adorned with jingling gold and jade accessories, bit her red lips. Her phoenix eyes contained a fierce glare; on this joyous day, her face was filled with Killing Intent.

Su Fan looked at this NPC wife with a solemn expression and a heavy heart. He thought to himself, if one day he were to exit the simulation, what would become of her?

"Husband, it is cold here. Let us return to the bridal chamber..."

Ji Yao took Su Fan's hand and led him back into the cave.

"Husband, wait for me to make the bed, and then we shall consummate our marriage..."

After speaking, Ji Yao took several tiger and sable pelts from her storage jade ring.

These were not ordinary animal skins, but hides from Yao Beasts. These Yao Beasts were at least of the fifth rank, equivalent to the Spirit Transformation Realm of human Cultivators.

Su Fan sat on the animal skins, feeling excited and overwhelmed. His thoughts were in turmoil. At this critical juncture, it did not seem appropriate to back out...

Gritting his teeth and closing his eyes, he decided to just go along with her to the end. As for what would happen later... that was a problem for another day.

"Husband, you seem to be blushing..."

While removing the jingling accessories from her head, she stole a glance at Su Fan. Ji Yao's eyes were filled with a smile as she whispered softly.

"Wife, how about we consummate our marriage another day? My body has not fully recovered yet!"

Su Fan looked at the sword wound on his waist and abdomen. Although he had used excellent Medicinal Pill to stop the bleeding and his cultivation was recovering bit by bit—currently around the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment—his Golden Core was shattered after all, and his body was still very weak.

Just as he was thinking this, Ji Yao had already walked over with graceful, lotus-like steps. A mischievous smile played on her breathtakingly beautiful face. Biting her red lips, she reached out and gently pushed Su Fan down onto the animal skins...

"Husband, let me be on top..."

"..."

Half an hour later.

The Luan's melody and the Phoenix's cry, yue yue!!

The crisp, ethereal, and joyful cry of the Phoenix was extremely high-pitched, as if it wanted to pierce through the clouds!!!

Accompanied by the youth's low roar, the two reached a harmonious resonance, together performing a grand chapter of life!!!

At the same time, above the woman's spine and below the nape of her neck, a finger-thick protrusion suddenly emerged, accompanied by some feathers... This was the ninth wing of the Nine-Winged Phoenix Clan!!

Heartbeats rose and fell.

Lying flat on the animal skins, as time ticked by bit by bit.

Ji Yao slowly opened her beautiful eyes, turned her head to look at Su Fan, who had his eyes closed, and reached out to stroke his face: "Husband, tell me honestly... why are you so well-versed in the arts of men and women?"

"I am not, don't talk nonsense."

Su Fan opened his eyes, snapping back from his reminiscence, and quickly explained: "The arts of men and women are the most trivial of minor paths; who would study that? Besides, I am injured and did not use any techniques. Don't wrong me. Perhaps I am just naturally gifted."

"Hmph." With a cold snort, the stunningly beautiful woman pouted. With a hint of satisfaction, she slowly drifted off to sleep...

Ji Yao felt a pair of warm hands stroking her head, just like a mother gently caressing her, making her feel incomparably at ease. Her Divine Sense fully retracted, and she fell into a deep, unreserved sleep.

[And you, while reminiscing about just now, were gently stroking her full head of dark hair.]

["Sigh, it is truly beautiful, it is just like dreaming..."]

["If only it could be like this every day, how wonderful that would be!"]

[After experiencing this, you felt somewhat unable to distinguish between the simulation and reality, feeling that this was reality, and perhaps, reality was not even this beautiful.]

[That stimulation, that passion, the rhythm of life—the most wonderful enjoyment in the human world.]

[It left you reminiscing, yet also filled your heart with melancholy. If one day you were to die, what would become of her?]

"Old Ancestor Bing, she should be within five miles now; her aura is becoming more and more obvious..."

"A few more Void Refining Realm experts have come to participate. This time we have seventeen people at or above the Spirit Transformation Realm in total; we should be able to capture The Demoness alive, right?"

"Old Ancestor Bing, is that big shot actually coming or not?"

Above the snowy wilderness, a group of people dressed in various attires and holding various weapons crowded around an old man holding an ice staff, moving forward slowly.

To avoid startling The Demoness, these people all restrained their auras. Guided by Venerable Bu, they slowly approached the place where the True Dragon slept...

This team consisted of one person at the Mahayana Stage, four at the Void Refining Realm, and twelve at the Spirit Transformation Realm.

Old Ancestor Bing had the most profound cultivation, being a half-step God Realm expert, so all actions were directed by him.

There was also a big shot, known as the "Number One Person in the World," who was rumored to be coming as well, but they had not seen them yet. Moreover, it seemed that with this lineup, whether that big shot came or not was irrelevant.

After all, The Demoness only had cultivation at the Middle Stage of the Mahayana Realm.

The group walked slowly for a while, crossing the wilderness, and arrived at a large snowy rift valley.

Looking down from this snowy rift valley, there was a bottomless abyss. Snow drifted down into it, and one could only see the falling snow and thick gray mist; the scene at the bottom of the cliff could not be seen.

"It is right around here..." Venerable Bu held an Eight Trigrams plate. The plate flashed with golden light and emitted a beeping sound.

"Below is a bottomless abyss; she wouldn't have hidden down there, would she?"

"Eh, my Qiankun Eight Trigrams plate indicates it is right below here. Old Ancestor Bing, why not send someone down to take a look?"

Hearing this suggestion, everyone present except Old Ancestor Bing and Venerable Bu felt their hearts race.

Who didn't know that The Demoness was at the Middle Stage of the Mahayana Realm? Among the people here, except for Old Ancestor Bing, no one was her match. Going down was simply courting death...

Old Ancestor Bing, however, nodded and smiled slightly. He reached into the void and grabbed, then said to the crowd: "I have fifteen ice sticks in my hand, one of which is short. Draw lots; whoever gets the short one goes down."

"..." The crowd felt their scalps tingle. But they still obeyed.

Finally, when they compared them, the one who held the short stick was Yang Kui...

Yang Kui looked speechless and wore an unlucky expression. "Bah, how could it be me?"

After speaking, he stroked his Red Beard, stiffened his neck, and flew down. He shouted to those above: "Old Ancestor Bing, if there is danger, remember to come and save me!"

"This old man will..." Old Ancestor Bing smiled slightly and replied.

Hearing his promise, Yang Kui boldly flew while using his Divine Sense to conduct a wide-range search.

Inside the cave, Ji Yao slowly opened her eyes and sat up abruptly. In the end, they have come, have they?

Su Fan had been feigning sleep and suddenly saw his newlywed wife inserting gold and jade accessories into her hair. The jingling of the accessories was very pleasant, and she looked breathtakingly beautiful.

"Wife... what are you doing?"

Ji Yao pressed her red lips—red as blood—tightly together. Her long, slender eyelashes trembled slightly as she whispered: "Husband, old acquaintances have arrived. I am going to meet them. You wait here for a moment, do not worry... I will definitely take you back to the Taihuang Ancient Land, back to the imperial palace..."