“What nonsense are you talking about? You are spreading rumors about this Valley Master!”
Bai Lumian stood with her hands on her hips, crying out in embarrassment.
At this moment, her cheeks were so red they looked as if they could drip blood.
Yet, those two old bastards, Zhang Mingyuan and the Heavenly Dao, showed no intention of stopping.
With their arms crossed, they sized her up with mischievous, knowing eyes, clicking their tongues every now and then.
“Oh? Spreading rumors? Then who was it that just had red eyes and looked like they were going to charge up there with their life on the line?” Zhang Mingyuan teased, raising an eyebrow.
“Exactly, exactly! I, the Heavenly Dao, have ruled the Xuanling Realm for so many years. What kind of romance haven't I seen? Lumian, that look in your eyes was clearly one of deep, deep love!”
The Heavenly Dao egged her on from the side, his eyes shining with the brilliant light of gossip.
Bai Lumian was completely at her wit's end with these two rascals who were itching for a beating. She, the grand Valley Master of Spring-Return Valley and a highly respected medical sage, was actually being pushed around like a little girl.
Stomping her foot, she turned to seek help from the mighty savior beside her.
She grabbed Su Jinxue's arm and shook it. “Xue, look at them!”
Su Jinxue looked at the two of them, a trace of helplessness flashing across her face.
Of the two, one was the Lord Husband of the only current immortal territory, and the other was the ruler of the Xuanling Realm. Both were existences who could make the Xuanling Realm tremble with a simple stomp of their feet.
Yet when they got together, they behaved exactly like a pair of idle, good-for-nothing street thugs...
Where was even a shred of the dignity a supreme expert should possess?
“Zhang Mingyuan, Brother Heavenly Dao, stop teasing Lumian,” Su Jinxue said, pinching the bridge of her nose with a sigh of helplessness.
“Sister-in-law, how is this teasing?!” The Heavenly Dao waved his hand solemnly, speaking with righteous indignation. “This is a deep psychological study of a Mahayana Stage cultivator in the Xuanling Realm! More importantly, it's taking responsibility for Lumian's future marriage! We are all close to Lumian, so how could we not care about her? Don't you agree, Worthy Brother?”
“Exactly, exactly!” Zhang Mingyuan immediately chimed in, nodding repeatedly. “Wife, just stay out of this! This is between us men... uh, I mean, this is our care for Lumian!”
Seeing the two of them coordinate so seamlessly, Su Jinxue was at a loss.
She could only turn to Bai Lumian and give her a look that said, I can't control them either.
Seeing her best friend abandon her, Bai Lumian immediately lost it.
“Xue! That's not what you told me on the spiritual jade! You said you were the boss of the house, that Zhang Mingyuan had to listen to you, and that you pinned him beneath you every single night—”
“Mmph, mmph, mmph—”
Before Bai Lumian could finish, Su Jinxue's face drained of color before instantly flushing a deep, brilliant crimson.
She lunged forward and covered Bai Lumian's mouth.
This wretched girl, how could she blab about everything!
That's the kind of talk meant only for private chats between best friends! How could she expose it in front of others!
The air seemed to freeze in an instant.
The Heavenly Dao froze, his eyes widening as a wild, unprecedented light of excitement erupted within them.
This was a world-shattering piece of gossip!
The grand Lord Husband of the Yunxue Immortal Territory, Red Dust Immortal Zhang Mingyuan, was actually a whipped husband pinned down by his wife?!
Meanwhile, Zhang Mingyuan's face turned black, and he felt utterly ruined.
Oh no, dirt!
My wife actually talks about this kind of stuff with her best friend!!!
He was a seven-foot-tall, lion-like man! Did he have no pride left?!
“Wife, let go of her!” Zhang Mingyuan took a step forward. “I want to hear exactly what you two say behind my back!”
Although the Heavenly Dao didn't say a word, his eyes were brimming with a thirst for gossip! He had even quietly turned on his spiritual jade's recording function.
“It's nothing! Stop asking!”
“You still say it's nothing! Your face is completely red!” Zhang Mingyuan refused to back down. “Let go of Lumian! We are getting to the bottom of this today!”
“I said it's nothing!” Su Jinxue snapped in embarrassment.
In an instant, an incredibly frigid aura of ice and snow spread silently.
The power of the Extreme Cold Frost Law surged, instantly turning the entire Taixu Star-Gazing Platform into a world of ice and snow.
“You—”
Zhang Mingyuan choked up. Stiffening his neck, he had originally intended to go head-to-head with his wife to the very end.
Suddenly, a voice echoed in his ears—
“If you dare ask another question, once we go back, you're dead.”
The voice carried absolutely no warmth, and it was obviously a transmission from Su Jinxue.
Zhang Mingyuan shuddered violently.
Although Su Jinxue didn't explicitly say how he would die—
At the thought of his tragic experience a few days ago, where he was drained dry, left incredibly weak, and only saved by consuming a massive amount of precious medicines, a terrifying scene of dying from sexual exhaustion flashed through his mind.
“You... make an excellent point, Wife!” Zhang Mingyuan pulled a complete 180-degree turn. “I think whatever you say is the absolute truth! How could I ever doubt my wife? I must listen to my wife so she doesn't get hurt!”
Seeing this, the Heavenly Dao immediately seized the opportunity to mock him: “Oh, my. Who was the one who just said they wanted to hear it?”
“Worthy Brother, oh Worthy Brother. You change your face faster than flipping pages. You really are whipped!”
“A grand Red Dust Immortal, yet you fear your wife to this extent. Tsk, tsk, tsk...”
How could Zhang Mingyuan tolerate this?
He was a lion-like man, yet he was being called whipped to his face!
“You old bastard, bullshit! This is respect for my wife! What would a single dog like you know?!”
Zhang Mingyuan flew into a rage and immediately began brawling with the Heavenly Dao.
“You're the single dog! I, the Heavenly Dao, hold the entire world in my heart! I have no room for petty, mortal love!”
“Stop babbling nonsense! Take my Ancestral Wild Swing!”
“Behold my Flowing Samsara Palm!”
...
The two existences standing at the very peak of the Xuanling Realm were now fighting like a pair of mortal street thugs, scratching and clawing at each other on the frozen star-gazing platform.
The atmosphere, which had been somewhat heavy due to Lingxuzi's tribulation, began to warm up.
Once Su Jinxue let go of her, Bai Lumian quietly watched the two brawling men, and the tight string in her heart relaxed quite a bit.
That was right. If Lingxuzi were truly in any danger, with the life-and-death friendship between him and Zhang Mingyuan, Zhang Mingyuan would have definitely been unable to sit still.
How could he still have the leisure to gossip about her, and even fool around with the Heavenly Dao as if nothing were wrong?
It seemed she, a mere Mahayana Stage cultivator, had simply let her concern cloud her judgment.
She looked toward the sky once more, staring at the terrifying space that contained the divine power of the immortal lightning.
There, the void was folded in a chaotic mess. Every single wisp of aura leaking from it was enough to instantly obliterate a Mahayana Stage cultivator.
It looked like she needed to work harder as well.
Otherwise, she feared she wouldn't be able to keep up with the footsteps of these people around her in the future.
Just as she was feeling inspired, she suddenly felt a cold gaze staring at her from the side.
The gaze felt almost physical, sending a shiver down her spine.
Bai Lumian whipped her head around, coming face-to-face with a pair of emotionless crimson eyes...
White hair fluttered wildly in the wind, making her look like a vengeful ghost.
“Ah—Murder!—!!!”
“Zhang Mingyuan, help! Your wife has gone mad—!!!”
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