The dark walls of the demonic palace were adorned with red silk, the ground immaculately clean, bustling with demonic cultivators coming and going, busy decorating the palace. Even the long stone steps leading up and down the mountain were covered with red carpets, extravagance taken to the extreme.

As a result, the originally cold and silent Hollow Ridge Mountain now exuded an incongruous atmosphere of celebration.

Inside the main hall of the demonic palace, it was densely packed with demonic cultivators who had come to congratulate the Demon Lord on his wedding.

Those demonic cultivators were either fierce-looking or peculiar in appearance, with occasional ones appearing harmless and attractive, though very few. Laughter and noise filled the hall, a scene of a bizarre congregation of demons.

Fang Qiongyi stood quietly in the corner, peeking through the door, curious.

Xin Ruiyan came out to look for her child, and seeing Fang Qiongyi peeking, she immediately pulled her back, trembling with fear, and said, "Why are you running around here? Is this a place for you to come?"

As she spoke, she tried to pull Fang Qiongyi back.

But Fang Qiongyi refused, saying, "My brother is the Demon Lord, what is there to be afraid of?"

When Fang Mingyuan heard this, he was startled and very nervous, quickly whispering, "Don't speak nonsense!"

Fang Qiongyi pouted, "But my brother personally told me that as long as I'm willing, I can consider him a real brother from now on. He doesn't mind. Why are you all so nervous?"

Fang Mingyuan looked at his fearless daughter, feeling complicated.

Just seven days ago, they were brought back to Hollow Ridge, thinking they would happily prepare for the wedding. However, Fang Li told them something.

He wasn't their son.

Their son's soul had already scattered, and this body had become an empty shell, conveniently housing Fang Li's soul. He woke up in their son's body, not through possession, just an accident. But since he used their child's body, he also accepted the karma associated with it, thus willing to treat them as family. If they couldn't accept it, he could also provide them with a lifetime of financial security and send them away from here.

At first, Fang Mingyuan found it very hard to accept.

He thought his son had finally recovered from his illness, only to find out it was all in vain. The soul inside this body was not their original son. Their child was gone.

Although it was emotionally difficult to accept, he knew rationally that he couldn't blame Fang Li. For the past decade, he had known the inevitable outcome. No matter how many doctors they consulted, how many famous physicians they sought, or how many fortune-tellers they visited, they all said that the child's soul would scatter and he wouldn't live past twenty. Now that the truth was revealed, he felt that the day had finally come.

Fang Li hadn't harmed their child, nor had he actively possessed him. Fang Mingyuan believed this. Fang Li, as a great Demon Lord, squashing them would be as easy as squashing an ant.

Regardless of how the rumours circulated outside, during the time he spent with Fang Li, he could feel Fang Li's care and concern for his family. He knew that inside this body was a gentle and kind soul.

Even though he was just an ordinary person, he knew he couldn't blindly follow others' opinions; he had to see the truth with his own eyes and feel it for himself.

Moreover, the Jade Gentleman told them that when Fang Li's cultivation hadn't recovered, he risked his life to stop the demonic cultivators for them... This child saved their family's lives.

Although Fang Li had never said it, he had been quietly protecting their family.

Although Fang Li borrowed their child's body, he also saved their family's lives.

If you really wanted to calculate, they still owed Fang Li a life-saving favour.

In any case, Fang Mingyuan could only comfort himself. Fang Li being able to live on using their child's body was also a continuation of their child's life, and helping others could be considered a kind deed...

May that child be safe and worry-free in the next life.

Fang Mingyuan had been mentally preparing himself for a long time and discussed it with his wife. Although they felt that Fang Li becoming a Demon Lord was still a difficult reality to accept, they were willing to wait until after Fang Li's wedding to leave. They didn't need Fang Li to compensate them financially; they just wanted to see their child's body live a happy and peaceful life with someone else taking over...

Fang Qiongyi knew what her parents were thinking, but she accepted it even faster. Although she was very surprised and disappointed at first... But these days she had slowly come to terms with it.

The situation of her brother was known to the whole family, unable to live past twenty, foolish and silly.

Although she loved her brother very much and had taken care of him for so many years, her brother couldn't play with her, couldn't talk to her, couldn't be like other people's brothers...

In the eyes of others, Fang Li was a Demon Lord, but in her eyes, Fang Li was just the young man who lived in their house, eating and laughing with them, gentle and easy-going, treating her like his little sister. She wanted a brother like Fang Li.

She trusted her own heart.

Fang Li was definitely not a bad person.

Three of them were ordinary people, unable to conceal their aura, naturally drawing the attention of the demonic cultivators in the hall. Those demonic cultivators were exceptionally astute individuals; with just one look at the three of them, they guessed their identities.

It is said that the Demon Lord was reborn in an ordinary family. Now, the only ordinary people who could freely walk in this demonic palace must be the Demon Lord's relatives.

For these demonic cultivators, killing and burning were commonplace activities, and mere ordinary people like the Fang family were not worthy of their attention. However, the Fang family was different! The Demon Lord valued the Fang family greatly, showing them exceptional care and even ordering that no one should harm them. Anyone who disobeyed would be killed without mercy.

From the looks of it, the Demon Lord truly regarded the Fang family as relatives, although this matter was extremely absurd, it was indeed a fact!

Since the Demon Lord cared about the Fang family, they naturally held significance to it as well.

Thinking about this, several clever demonic cultivators had already begun to calculate. The Fang family could be a good breakthrough point to please the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord had no desires or demands. Every day, he was only with the Jade Gentleman. As long as the Jade Gentleman was by his side, the Demon Lord would be indifferent to anything else, rejecting all beauties and treasures. They had tasted bitterness nine years ago, so they dared not flatter the Demon Lord.

But if they pleased the Fang family, that shouldn't go wrong, right?

Although Fang Qiongyi was very curious about this place, she didn't want her parents to worry too much. She planned to go back with them first and then talk about it. Unexpectedly, a fierce-looking demonic cultivator walked over.

Fang Qiongyi's face turned slightly pale. Although she didn't think there would be any danger, this demonic cultivator was truly terrifying. She was a little nervous after all. Just as she was about to speak up and reveal their identity, using Fang Li to intimidate the person, she saw the fierce-looking demonic cultivator smile obsequiously, saying softly, "These must be the master, madam, and young miss."

Fang Qiongyi: "..."

Fang Mingyuan was also stunned, stammering, "Y-you're too kind."

The demonic cultivator became even more respectful. Squinting his eyes, he smiled as softly as he could, "You, as the master's relatives, deserve respect!"

As he spoke, he looked at Fang Qiongyi and exclaimed, "The young miss is extraordinary. Are you willing to join our Shadow Dragon Sect? Our Shadow Dragon Sect has a history of thousands of years, well-known in the Spirit Immortal Realm. Our techniques and cultivation resources are extremely abundant. If the young miss is willing, I am ready to mentor you..."

Before he could finish his words, another handsome demonic cultivator walked over, snorting coldly, "You dare to accept the young miss as your disciple with just the Shadow Dragon Sect? Have you asked for the Demon Lord's opinion? Do you also want to be the Demon Lord's elder? And look at your shabby appearance, aren't you afraid of scaring the young miss and the madam?"

With that, the handsome demonic cultivator smiled gracefully at Fang Qiongyi, "I am the Master of the Celestial Horse Sect. If the young miss is willing, I would like to be friends with the young miss. Matters of cultivation can be easily discussed and taken care of by me!"

Well, now all the demonic cultivators in the hall noticed it. Even those with dull minds came around, and they all rushed over.

"The madam is truly beautiful. Here's a rejuvenating pill as a gift."

"The master seems to be weak in his steps. Is it due to insufficient vitality? I am extremely skilled in medicine, I guarantee to cure your illness! Living a long life is no problem!"

"The young miss is truly talented. How about joining our sect? Our sect is still lacking a guest elder!"

The three of them were suddenly surrounded by enthusiastic demonic cultivators.

Fang Mingyuan and Xin Ruiyan were handed a pile of spirit pills, and they were completely dumbfounded. Was this the demonic cultivator who, according to rumours, killed people at will? Even their servants wouldn't shamelessly flatter them like this!

As for Fang Qiongyi...

Several great demonic cultivators were already arguing over who would guide her in her cultivation!

Standing in the hall, coldly watching the group of incompetent people at the door, Dou Meng couldn't help but sneer.

Several of Dou Meng's confidants stood beside him, looking at the scene with contempt. They were the right-hand men of the right-hand man; how could they go flatter the Fang family? Bowing and scraping to a few ordinary people, those guys were simply disgracing the demonic cultivators' faces.

One of the demonic cultivators thought that now that the Demon Lord was dead and the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance was in disarray, the threat from the Immortal Sect had disappeared. He began to stir again and, trying to please Dou Meng, said, "These people are really, now they're rushing to flatter. A bunch of fence-sitters... I think the position of Demon Lord should be yours, Master!"

Dou Meng's eyes suddenly became sharp, staring coldly at the demonic cultivator.

The demonic cultivator had originally said these words to please Dou Meng. After all, Dou Meng had always been ambitious. Before, he used to chant 'Kill the Demon Lord kid' a hundred times a day. Now that he submitted, it was definitely a compromise, and before, when they said such things, Dou Meng would be very pleased. Now, however, under Dou Meng's cold gaze, he shivered, wondering if he had said something wrong.

Dou Meng was very unhappy with his subordinates' lack of insight.

 

Furthermore, if he dared to betray Fang Li again, even if Fang Li was forgiving, Xie Huai would not spare him. Remembering his life as a dog for nine years, chased by Xie Huai, Dou Meng's face turned extremely ugly. He didn't want to live a miserable life; he wanted to find some satisfaction for himself.

Its just an empty title of Demon Lord; whoever wants it can have it.

Anyway, Fang Li was not someone who takes charge, and when he would get married, Dou Meng would leave Mount Fuqiu and continue to be the ruler of his own domain. Wasn't that wonderful?

Dou Meng said coldly, "Don't say such things in the future."

The spies of Wu Yimei were everywhere, and he knew it. He was afraid that he would again be wearing small shoes because of this despicable lackey.

His subordinate immediately shivered, repeatedly flattering and even slapped himself, "I won't speak randomly again, I won't speak randomly again."

...

In the palace chamber of the demonic palace.

On the spacious wedding bed, the original black brocade had been removed and replaced with bright red.

The precious gauze had also been dyed red and gently hung down. The room was surrounded by pearls and candles. Even the blankets on the floor were made of the rare fire beast's fur.

Wu Yimei stood in the bridal chamber, personally directing his subordinates' arrangements, saying coldly, "Idiots, you can't even make a bed properly, there can't be a single wrinkle."

His gaze shifted, his brows furrowed, and he personally adjusted the candles, making sure they were positioned correctly. After looking left and right, he felt it was almost right.

The demonic cultivators working beside him were trembling.

Although the Right Emissary was nitpicking, they dared not complain. This was the Demon Lord's grand wedding ceremony. If there was any slight mistake, they would surely lose their lives.

When Fang Li arrived, the bridal chamber was almost set up. He thought it was quite good, couldn't see any problems, and smiled at Wu Yimei, "Thank you for your hard work."

Wu Yimei lowered his eyes and respectfully said, "Serving the Demon Lord is my duty."

Although he was very unhappy that the Demon Lord was together with Xie Huai, it was now a done deal, he could only do what he was supposed to do for the Demon Lord.

At this moment, Xie Huai, dressed in white, also walked over, looking around and gracefully said, "The arrangements are well done."

Wu Yimei's expression suddenly turned cold.

It was an honor to be praised by the Demon Lord, and he was willing to do anything for the Demon Lord, but what was the meaning of Xie Huai's words? They were not yet married, but Xie Huai was already acting like the master? He wasn't Xie Huai's subordinate; why did he need Xie Huai's approval?

Wu Yimei felt uncomfortable. He didn't like Xie Huai monopolizing the Demon Lord's attention. He turned to Fang Li and said, "My Lord, there are some matters regarding welcoming guests that I need to consult you about."

Xie Huai glanced lightly, his lips slightly curved into a smile, "For such trivial matters as welcoming guests, there's no need to report to the Demon Lord; you can handle it yourself."

Then he turned to Fang Li and said, "My Lord, what do you think?"

Fang Li agreed. He didn't care much about these trivial matters. Originally, according to his plan, the wedding would be simple. He wasn't fond of pomp and circumstance, but Xie Huai said that as a Demon Lord, if the wedding was too casual, wouldn't it be beneath his identity as the Demon Lord?

That's when Fang Li changed his mind.

But not because of his identity as the Demon Lord, but because he suddenly remembered that Xie Huai had wanted to make a grand display, to announce to the world.

Back then, when he was just an ordinary person, Xie Huai had shown such respect to him, fearing that he would be looked down upon by others.

Now that Xie Huai was a proud disciple of a sect, and he, the Demon Lord, had been abducted by him, leaving his sect and coming to Hollow Ridge alone, he had lost face and was subjected to much criticism. If he were to be casual again, who knows how much gossip there would be? He couldn't allow others to slander Xie Huai, saying that he had no status and no dignity. Therefore, this grand wedding had to be done properly.

However, he didn't need to worry about the trivial matters; he trusted Wu Yi Mei would not disappoint him!

Fang Li smiled at Wu Yimei, "I leave those matters to you."

Wu Yimei was almost grinding his teeth in anger.

The Demon Lord never liked to handle things, and now he doesn't care about anything. As long as you say thank you, I will definitely obey your words.

Which Jade Gentleman?

I see him as a disaster !

 

Translator : DarNan