Chapter 50.

Han Qi's hands trembled as he picked up the cloth bag filled with gold and silver.

He felt a faint, sharp aura brewing around him and understood this was a warning; if he refused…

Han Qi was not a person who understood nothing.

At first, he had been somewhat dissatisfied with Pei Zhaoji taking Huanchong as a disciple, but since this was what his Master wanted to do—and furthermore, it was to ensure he wouldn't be beaten to death at the Dao Trial Conference—he had silently agreed.

But now…

He could feel the change in his Master, and Han Qi's gaze fell upon Lin Yi.

He had originally thought he had just encountered a disciple from a major sect whom he couldn't compare to, even if he tried his best, but he hadn't expected that, in the end, this major sect disciple would actually become his Senior Martial Uncle.

Han Qi stood up and bowed towards Lin Yi, "Senior Martial Uncle, please treat my Master well. Qier understands that he is an eyesore. Qier wishes Master and Senior Martial Uncle 'life and death, separation and meeting, together we made a pact; holding your hand, growing old together…'"

Lin Yi watched as Han Qi said all that, and then he resolutely pushed the door open and walked out.

Beside them, Pei Zhaoji's face was somewhat flushed.

She subconsciously glanced at Lin Yi, and upon seeing his calm and unruffled expression, she felt a little disappointed.

Lin Yi beckoned to Pei Zhaoji.

Pei Zhaoji quickly walked over and sat down opposite Lin Yi and the others, and the door that had just been opened by Han Qi automatically closed.

"Taiyuan Saintess Qiu Xianzhen and Fairy Ningbo Han Ningyan are currently in Chengtian City, are they not?"

Lin Yi hadn't paid attention to the Xuanmen faction before, thinking it was the same group of people as in the original Qiongming.

"Yes, Senior Sister Han is in the Heavenly Sect, and Senior Sister Qiu is in the imperial court."

Pei Zhaoji nodded gently.

"Before I leave Chengtian City, I leave them to you. After I leave Chengtian City, you need to find Mu Shijun and Yao Xuezhu for me, and by the way, look for your Master, Bixia Yuanjun."

Lin Yi estimated that it would take a few more days before he left Chengtian City.

As for these Inner World heroines, he only needed to make a slight move to make them all submit!

Pei Zhaoji nodded again, then looked at Lin Yi with some hesitation, "Then… what about the reward…"

Lin Yi looked at the gentle Fairy before him with a calm expression.

He just didn't understand; how could she be thinking about the next time right after he had made her happy… Could she be poisoned by the wine?

Pei Zhaoji looked at Lin Yi expectantly.

Lin Yi nodded, "One person, one day, you can play as you wish."

Pei Zhaoji's heart skipped a beat.

She pondered the meaning of Lin Yi's so-called "play as you wish," but that one-day time limit… was too short…

Beside them, Pei Yuhan and Lu Jiajing frowned slightly.

Pei Yuhan was holding Lin Yi's hand and was already drawing little circles in his palm.

Lin Yi grasped Pei Yuhan's hand, making her quiet down a little.

"Okay, but…" Pei Zhaoji asked with some embarrassment, "I also want to ask, what kind… no… it's just… can I change from a slave to, to… a wife or something…"

Well, you thick-browed and big-eyed Pei Zhaoji, actually coveting the position of the main wife.

Lin Yi suddenly felt Lu Jiajing beside him also grab his palm.

However, her expression did not change at all.

Lin Yi pondered for a moment and looked directly at Pei Zhaoji.

Pei Zhaoji's eyes carried a shy expression, "Pei Zhaoji, you haven't fallen in love with me, have you?"

Pei Zhaoji lowered her head in embarrassment, "Mm…"

"Just because I made you feel comfortable?" Lin Yi raised an eyebrow.

Pei Zhaoji shook her head gently, then nodded again, "That is part of the reason… but not all of it…"

Pei Zhaoji recalled the words she had said to him while entangled with Lin Yi, promising to take responsibility for him.

Those were not lies; she had truly thought about waiting until Lin Yi had no hope for the Dao, taking care of him for his whole life, and wholeheartedly rebuilding his Foundation for him.

And for this… she would spare no cost, even if it meant going to the Yin Yang Pavilion…

Of course, the above thoughts had already been discarded by her.

Pei Zhaoji did feel that she was somewhat shameless.

Those tiny feelings, under Lin Yi's forceful strikes, began to grow wildly like weeds that had been given fertilizer.

Pei Zhaoji discovered that she had fallen in love with Lin Yi, which was also one of the reasons why she didn't refuse when Lin Yi asked her to make a Dao Vow.

Of course, the above might just be the excuse she was finding for her past behavior, but regardless, Pei Zhaoji now clearly understood her feelings.

Pei Zhaoji's eyes shifted, carrying a trace of resentment.

Lin Yi pretended not to see Pei Zhaoji's expression, only feeling the warmth of his beautiful Master at his fingertips.

Pei Zhaoji's delicate body, which had been kneeling on the soft seat, straightened up.

She nodded again, "I somewhat regret making that Dao Vow. Regardless… I also want to become a wife or something…"

Pei Zhaoji revealed the normal demeanor of a Fairy.

She gazed at Lin Yi with gentle eyes, "I want to ask, what must I do to become your wife…"

Lin Yi thought for a moment and understood why Pei Zhaoji, who originally cared about nothing but those intimate entanglements, had become normal.

It was simply because she had left the Inner World.

"It's simple. When you offer up your Senior Sisters and Master, we will change the Dao Vow…"

Lin Yi's words were interrupted by Pei Zhaoji before he could finish.

She leaned over, pressed her index and middle fingers against Lin Yi's lips, and then sat back in her original position.

"No, there is no need to change the Dao Vow, as long as you promise…"

Pei Zhaoji shook her head.

She smiled at Lin Yi, "As long as you agree, that is enough. I will bring them to you…"

Lin Yi looked at Pei Zhaoji somewhat strangely; he always had the feeling that she was like a yandere, but he didn't pay it any mind, "Then let's do that. Give me a copy of your Renzong Dao Scripture."

Pei Zhaoji nodded and didn't ask why Lin Yi wanted her Dao Scripture.

She took out a Dao Scripture from her Storage Ring and handed it to Lin Yi, "By the way, earlier you asked me to do three things for you, and Xiao Yi'er, you have only mentioned two…"

Lin Yi took it, flipped through it, and said casually, "I haven't thought of the last one yet. I'll let you know when I do."

"No, no, I mean, can we not use this last thing… let it just be a promise between us…"

Pei Zhaoji's fingertips brushed across the back of Lin Yi's hand, and the slight warmth made the corners of her mouth curl up.

Lin Yi looked up at Pei Zhaoji.

Pei Zhaoji's words gave him a subtle feeling, "Fine, let it be a promise between you and me then."

"I was thinking… this promise is a testament between the two of us. If there's anything, you can just tell me directly; I wouldn't refuse anyway."

Pei Zhaoji's voice was gentle.

Her gaze traced Lin Yi's eyebrows and eyes, and at the moment their eyes met, she lowered her head again to look at the tiny characters on the Dao Scripture.

Lin Yi put down the Dao Scripture at his side; he realized that Pei Zhaoji was taking the initiative.

He couldn't quite handle Pei Zhaoji's offensive… all these requests, all these expectations, they were all like softness that could wind around a finger!

Oh Pei Zhaoji, Pei Zhaoji, you really are despicable!

Pei Yuhan and Lu Jiajing beside Lin Yi both required him to take the initiative, while Su Lingshu and Yu Xiaotang were the noisy types.

He really hadn't experienced this type like Pei Zhaoji.

Lin Yi released Pei Yuhan and Lu Jiajing.

Amidst Pei Zhaoji's surprised and delighted gaze, he grabbed her hand, turned around, and lunged over, pinning her directly beneath him.

Lin Yi's gaze swept over Pei Zhaoji's eyebrows and eyes, and then he bit down hard on the Fairy's lips.

Pei Zhaoji wrapped her arms around Lin Yi's waist.

She didn't understand why Lin Yi had suddenly lunged over, but she did not refuse Lin Yi's intimacy.

On the contrary… Pei Zhaoji tilted her face slightly, their breaths mingled, and she parted her lips slightly…

"Mm…" Pei Zhaoji looked at the handsome young man's face in front of her. She gently embraced everything about him. Unlike her previous demands, Pei Zhaoji was now opening herself up completely to Lin Yi.

However… Pei Zhaoji might have overestimated her own stamina. Lin Yi raised his head and gave her a strange look. Pei Zhaoji's face flushed slightly, and she opened her arms toward Lin Yi.

"I can't touch those places anymore, stop looking at me like that. Xiao Yi, you have to change me into a new set of clothes!" Pei Zhaoji's ink-black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, and her delicate, beautiful legs, wrapped in white silk stockings, curled slightly.

Lin Yi reached out to help Pei Zhaoji change into a new ink-black dress. She gently tucked her hair, which reached down to her hips, and winked at Lin Yi before quietly leaving.

Pei Zhaoji needed to go find her Senior Sister, Han Ningyan.

"They're all gone, yet you're still looking." Pei Yuhan's cold voice made Lin Yi lean in close to her.

"Are you jealous?" Lin Yi embraced her slender waist, his nose sniffing at Pei Yuhan's jade-like neck.

Pei Yuhan didn't mind Lin Yi's actions; she simply took the Dao book Lin Yi had just placed on the table and flipped through it.

Lu Jiajing cast a wisp of spiritual fire, burning the two piles of rotting flesh in the inner room until nothing remained. Only two wisps of green smoke drifted out the window and into the night sky.

Pei Yuhan's fingers, which were flipping through the Dao book, trembled. Seeing Lin Yi becoming increasingly brazen, she finally reached out and tapped Lin Yi on the head. "Alright, alright, I'm not jealous."

Lin Yi pinched Pei Yuhan's small face, making her reveal a somewhat comical smile.

"It's just… what if you, Xiao Yi, get carried off by some other wild woman? What should I do…"

These words weren't spoken by Pei Yuhan, but by Lu Jiajing nearby, who was imitating Pei Yuhan's voice.

Pei Yuhan glanced at Lu Jiajing and said nothing.

The group messed around for a while, casually leaving some silver on the table to cover the damages to the room.

Pei Yuhan pulled Lin Yi along and disappeared from the spot first. Lu Jiajing shook her head; this sister was good in every way, except for being a bit possessive.

What? She was too? Then it didn't matter.

Lu Jiajing's lips curved slightly. Having just watched such a grand show, she had promised to drain Xiao Yi until he begged for mercy…

She wondered… after being drained by that Pei Zhaoji, would he still be able to satisfy her appetite?

If he couldn't… she'd see how she would deal with him.

Lu Jiajing's lotus-like figure also vanished from the room, leaving behind only a faint, cold fragrance that gradually dissipated…

…

The next day.

In the end, Lin Yi wasn't drained to the point of begging for mercy; instead, Lu Jiajing was forced to make a few pleasant sounds, and Pei Yuhan was also dragged into it.

Early in the morning, Lin Yi, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up by Xuanyuan Xier and the others.

"Still sleeping! Senior Brother, you big lazy pig!!" Yu Xiaotang pinched Lin Yi's nose. She giggled, grabbed the black robes from the side, and personally draped them over Lin Yi.

Lin Yi leaned into Su Lingshu's embrace. Su Lingshu reached out with her slightly cool, jade-like fingers and massaged the center of Lin Yi's brows. They knew that Lin Yi had been messing around with Pei Yuhan and Lu Jiajing until dawn.

Lin Yi reached out to let Yu Xiaotang dress him in the black robes and vermilion skirt. His ink-like hair was combed by Xuanyuan Xier, secured with a hair crown, and topped with a ceremonial cap.

Lin Yi stood up. Xuanyuan Xier smiled as she looked at Lin Yi's noble Young Master appearance. "Husband is the number one handsome man in the world. Even that Young Master of the Yin Yang Pavilion, Xier feels, cannot compare to Husband."

"Xier is also the number one beauty in the world," Lin Yi replied.

Yu Xiaotang and Su Lingshu nearby didn't pay attention to their mutual flattery. Yu Xiaotang's eyes sparkled as she watched Lin Yi put on the ceremonial attire rushed for the engagement. She pursed her lips, feeling a bit shy.

Su Lingshu patted the hem of Lin Yi's clothes. Although she tried hard to hide her happiness, the slightly upturned corners of her mouth exposed her thoughts completely.

"Alright, then Husband, we'll go change first." Xuanyuan Xier smiled and leaned in, leaving a kiss on the corner of Lin Yi's lips.

"Xiao, *cough cough*, Lin, mm… forget it, we're getting engaged anyway." Su Lingshu changed her form of address twice in a row. Still feeling awkward, she simply kissed the other corner of Lin Yi's mouth. "Husband, I'm going to change clothes first!"

Su Lingshu, her face flushed with a crimson hue, left the room first. She felt her heart trembling.

Previously, when Lin Yi asked her to call him Husband, she could say it was because Lin Yi forced her, but now… she had called him that voluntarily.

"Senior Brother, should I also call Senior Brother 'Husband'…" Yu Xiaotang watched Su Lingshu and paused. She blinked her eyes, then looked at Lin Yi and asked.

"It's fine, Xiao Tang, call me whatever you like." Lin Yi pinched Yu Xiaotang's small face. "When Senior Brother used to tell you stories, didn't that Gentleman Sword and his Junior Sister still call each other Senior Brother and Junior Sister after they got married?"

"Mm… Mhm! Then I'll still call you Senior Brother!!" Yu Xiaotang nodded happily. In her view, plenty of people called him Husband, but she was the only one who called him Senior Brother.

This gave her the feeling that Senior Brother was still hers alone.

Lin Yi rubbed Yu Xiaotang's head. Not long after, Yu Xiaotang and Xuanyuan Xier left the room, and Lin Yi also went out and walked toward the main hall of Fuxue Palace.

He hadn't expected Xuanyuan Xier and the others to be so eager. Lin Yi looked at the heavy snow that had stopped around him. The entire Fuxue Palace was no different from before, except that the maids and servants had a bit more of a smile on their faces.

This was unavoidable; the Princess was getting engaged, and the servants had all received a reward. Although it wasn't a grand affair due to the large number of people getting engaged and the complex identities of those involved, the rewards were not lacking at all.

The servants around bowed and greeted Lin Yi when they saw him. Lin Yi nodded with a smile as he walked all the way to the main hall.

He pushed the door open and walked in; Old Man Yuan was already sitting on the high platform waiting.

He opened his closed eyes, his gaze landing on Lin Yi who had just walked in.

"Why has a groom like you come here?" Old Man Yuan scolded with a laugh.

Lin Yi sat down in the seat nearby. "It's just for everyone to have some fun anyway. Once we pull that Yin Yang down, we can hold a bigger one then."

Old Man Yuan casually used his spiritual power to draw two streams of tea from the teapot, pouring them into their cups.

Lin Yi took a small sip. "I didn't know you were all so impatient."

"This wasn't my doing." Old Man Yuan, who felt a bit comforted hearing that Lin Yi planned to hold a make-up ceremony later, pursed his lips. He became more relaxed about this engagement, his voice carrying a sense of emotion. "A grown daughter can't be kept at home…"

Lin Yi chuckled. "Xier is sincere and true; I will treat her well."

"You're the last person with the right to say that." Old Man Yuan had a smile on his face.

"Why don't I have the right?"

"Look at those women around you, one after another. I'm afraid my granddaughter will be wronged." Old Man Yuan looked toward the open door.

Surrounded by maids, the Fairies were walking toward the main hall one by one. Old Man Yuan stood up and walked over to Lin Yi's side.

Lin Yi glanced at Old Man Yuan but didn't mind. He drank the remaining tea in one gulp and also stood up.

Pei Yuhan wore an ink-black dress, her long hair cascading down to her hips. Her eyebrows and eyes were like a painting, and on her elegant, beautiful face, no makeup was needed to know she was a peerless beauty of the human world.

Lin Yi smiled as he looked at Pei Yuhan's figure. Pei Yuhan didn't dare to meet Lin Yi's gaze; she just swept a glance and then withdrew her eyes, her gaze landing on the palace lantern nearby.

Lu Jiajing was also in a black dress, the style somewhat different from Pei Yuhan's. Some elegant green lotus ornaments were adorned on it, with cloud patterns swirling, accentuating her graceful and elegant figure.

Her originally indifferent expression had become soft. A vermilion cherry mark between her brows only made her temperament carry an even more otherworldly feeling.