Chapter 154 Making jokes about Ye Bufan should have an end.

Seeing her disciple being so sensible, a trace of relief finally appeared on Sect Leader Yun Yin's face, which had been devoid of Life Qi.

"My little Young Sect Leader Nalan Qingyi has truly grown up, but if Revered Master had wanted to escape, she wouldn't have returned in the first place."

"Some things are destined to be faced; they cannot be avoided."

Sect Leader Yun Yin extended her jade hand and tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear.

"Rest assured, even if Revered Master marries Pill King Ji Boduan, she will still be the Sect Master of the Lanyun Sect, and still be Young Sect Leader Nalan Qingyi's Revered Master."

"It is nothing more than adding the identity of a pill king's wife."

Although Sect Leader Yun Yin tried her best to appear indifferent, the trace of sadness deep in her eyes could not be hidden.

Having spent so much time with her Revered Master, how could Young Sect Leader Nalan Qingyi fail to see that the other was merely pretending to be strong?

"Revered Master, are you truly willing to be ordered by your elders and marry someone you do not love at all?"

"Deep in your heart, is there no one you admire?"

"Someone I admire..." Sect Leader Yun Yin murmured, scenes from the Monster Beast Mountain Range involuntarily surfacing in her mind.

Seeing her Revered Master lost in thought, Young Sect Leader Nalan Qingyi narrowed her beautiful eyes, somewhat surprised:

"Could it be... does Revered Master truly have someone she admires?!"

Sect Leader Yun Yin's pretty face flushed red, and she hurriedly denied it:

"Ho... how is that possible?"

"Revered Master is single-mindedly devoted to the Dao; how could I let someone else disturb my Dao Heart..."

Sect Leader Yun Yin's voice grew quieter as she spoke, clearly feeling somewhat guilty.

Young Sect Leader Nalan Qingyi blinked her bright, watery eyes and continued to press:

"Then... does the person Revered Master admires also like Revered Master? Will he come to stop the wedding?"

The light in Sect Leader Yun Yin's eyes gradually dimmed, and she then silently shook her head.

It was unclear whether she meant he would not, or if she simply did not know.

Young Sect Leader Nalan Qingyi sighed as well.

The two looked at each other in silence, sharing a feeling of sympathy for their shared plight.

At this moment, they did not know that the person they were thinking of was actually the same person...

On the main Peak plaza, the bluestone-paved ground was polished to a mirror-like shine.

Hundreds of white jade tables were arranged in a fan shape, piled high with spirit fruits and immortal nectar, surrounded by Immortal Qi.

Flying boats and Spirit Beasts from various factions landed one after another, guests took their seats according to rank, and the entire plaza was bustling with noise.

"Have you heard? Pill King Ji Boduan has spared no expense to marry Sect Leader Yun Yin this time, even promising a top-grade Medicinal Pill like the Heaven-Mending Pill."

"With a Soul Transformation powerhouse now stationed at the Lanyun Sect, they can be considered to have joined the ranks of second-rate factions!"

"Why doesn't our Yellow Maple Valley have such a powerful figure to rely on!" A Cultivator in yellow robes lowered his voice, his eyes full of envy.

"That's nothing; I heard Pill King Ji Boduan even packed the betrothal gifts into ten full flying boats."

"However, it is not just this grand wedding that is lively today."

An old man with a goat beard nearby stroked his beard, his eyes playful.

"The three-year agreement between that Prodigy of the Nalan Family and the Trash of the Ye Family is also today."

"Ye Bufan? The Ye Family has already been wiped out. As a Trash who has lost all his Qi, what will he use to keep the appointment? His head?"

Lin Xiao, standing to the side, heard this and shook his head inwardly:

"Sigh, you people."

"Even joking needs to have a limit..."

Another person chimed in:

"That's not certain; what if this kid really obtained some Heaven-Defying Opportunity and returned to his Peak?"

The old man with the goat beard gave a disdainful laugh, then looked toward the east side of the plaza:

"Even if this kid really had a stroke of luck and returned to his Peak, so what?"

"Don't forget, that old ghost Old Ancestor Teng Huayuan is still watching like a tiger preying on its prey."

The crowd followed his gaze and saw a group of people exuding malevolence sitting there.

The leader was an old man in a black robe, with a withered face and eyes slightly closed.

The Killing Intent faintly radiating from his body made people's minds tighten subconsciously.

This person was none other than the Old Ancestor of the Teng Family, a Late Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, Old Ancestor Teng Huayuan!

The Teng Family disciples behind Old Ancestor Teng Huayuan all had faces as calm as water, but their eyes were boiling with Killing Intent.

"With the Old Ancestor of the Teng Family personally presiding, as long as Ye Bufan dares to show his face, regardless of who wins or loses the three-year agreement, he must die!"

"I heard that the Young Lord of the Teng Family was severely injured by Ye Bufan; not only was his Spiritual Root destroyed, but even his root was destroyed. It's no wonder Old Ancestor Teng Huayuan wants to wipe out the entire Ye Family."

"So, as long as Ye Bufan is not stupid, he absolutely cannot appear today."

On the plaza, some people even started placing bets on whether Ye Bufan would dare to come today.

"Come, come! Place your bets! Place your bets!"

The bookie shouted at the top of his lungs, attracting many Cultivators to gather around.

"I bet five thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones that Ye Bufan won't dare to come!"

"I bet ten thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones that he will play the coward!"

"Bet against the crowd, and your Immortal Cave will rely on a sea of Spirit Stones! I bet one thousand Spirit Stones that Ye Bufan will dare to come!"

People placed their bets one after another, with most betting that Ye Bufan would not dare to come.

Only a few gamblers intended to win big with a small stake.

After all, the odds for betting that Ye Bufan would not come were already as high as one to twenty.

If they won, they would gain tens of thousands of Spirit Stones; if they lost, they would only lose a few thousand.

Today, Lin Xiao was dressed in a simple white robe; although his bearing was still extraordinary, he was not as eye-catching as usual.

He came today purely to strike at the critical moment of Sect Leader Yun Yin's grand wedding, harvest the last ten points of attachment, and incidentally, stir up some trouble.

On the high platform, Young Sect Leader Nalan Qingyi was dressed in a moon-white long dress, her gaze sweeping over the crowd as if searching for something.

When her gaze swept past the corner where Lin Xiao was, Young Sect Leader Nalan Qingyi paused slightly.

That white-robed figure exuded an indescribable familiarity.

She concentrated her Divine Sense, attempting to see the person's face clearly.

But no matter how she pushed her Divine Sense, the person's face remained shrouded in a mist, hazy and unclear.

"Could it be that I saw wrong..." Young Sect Leader Nalan Qingyi withdrew her gaze, a trace of disappointment flashing in her heart.

Just then, a series of footsteps sounded abruptly.

"Clack, clack, clack..."

The originally noisy plaza gradually quieted down.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the long stone steps.

They saw a black-robed figure walking up the steps.

The person wore a hood, and a dark iron mask on his face, revealing only a pair of deep eyes.

The person paused, his gaze looking directly at Young Sect Leader Nalan Qingyi.

"The Ye Family, Ye Bufan!"

"Here to keep the appointment!"